Daddy Plus One: A Single Dad Secret Baby Billionaire Romance

by Brooke Valentine

  But she knew he wasn’t going to just push her down and take her. That was something that had been rare over the past two weeks. She felt him drop down onto his knees; he put one hand on the inner portion of each of her thighs, urging her to part her legs. Was he really going to taste her from behind? Cat’s breathing quickened as he did just exactly that, his magical tongue finding her slick, wet hole. Tilly’s pronouncement came back to her mind as she bit at her bottom lip and extended her arms, grabbing onto the sides of the nook table and laying forward with a heavy, contented sigh. Aiden really was a keeper, all right.

  His gentle torture lasted until he’d made her come, and then he moved back and kissed one of her ass cheeks. “God, Cat! I will never get enough of you! Now let’s see how this nook really works out!”

  Cat found herself squirming with need as he stood up, taking the time to put on a condom before he positioned himself behind her. She wanted him in her desperately—her body was screaming for it at the moment. “Dammit, Aiden, no teasing right now. I’m still way too close.”

  “Not a problem,” he said huskily, and then he was there, sliding into her with his glorious cock. Cat groaned softly, then sucked in a breath when she realized she’d been holding it. It felt too good, doing this here. Every single move conspired to tell her so, but she didn’t care. Aiden knew what he was doing, that was for sure. He began to pound into her, fucking her hard, and the noises she’d been biting back finally let loose.

  “I think you like it here,” he teased her, giving her ass a slap that almost stung, but not quite.

  “Obviously!” she managed to reply. “Oh, oh, yes! Right there!”

  He probably thought the angle wasn’t the easiest one to hold, but that certainly didn’t stop his from doing it anyway. If anything, he pounded even harder. Cat moaned louder, making sure he was well aware of her appreciation for it.

  “God, Cat, I’m going to—“

  “Please! I love it when you come right along with me!”

  Aiden exploded, and Cat felt a keen ache as her own orgasm shortly followed. He leaned down and kissed her between the shoulder blades as he moved out, and tossed the condom into the nearby trash can.

  “I sure won’t mind when we don’t need those, sweetheart,” he whispered into her ear as he drew her backwards into his arms.

  “And that won’t be for a while either,” Cat insisted. “The last thing you need is to impregnate me when you’re still having troubles with your wife. I know you’re feeling impatient to get on with everything, Aiden, but someday you’ll thank me for doing this thing right.”

  He sighed and nodded as he moved back over to the couch, uninterested in retrieving his discarded clothing. “Cat, do you know what else we need?” he asked as he sipped at his soda.

  “What’s that?”

  “A nice, long, hot shower,” he said, grinning. “Nice and steamy.”

  “I see your real agenda, mister,” she teased him, chuckling. “You just want to break in all of your things.”

  “Well, not all of them,” he said, smirking. “I don’t think we’ll want to break in the big screen.”

  “Okay, it’s official.”

  “What is?” he asked, laughing.

  “You are the weirdest guy I have ever known,” Cat told him. “Call me crazy, but I think that’s wonderful.”

  Aiden grinned. “Yeah, I know.”

  SIXTEEN

  Aiden didn’t want anything to do with his own resort for the next couple of days. Instead of going there at all, he and Cat remained pretty much naked and comfortable in his condo, periodically calling in to make sure Brynn hadn’t went off the deep end somehow. Other than being a demanding, rude guest, however, so far she didn’t seem to be out of control.

  “Kellen, you’ll let me know the moment she crosses the line, won’t you?” Aiden asked with a worried frown.”

  “Yeah, boss, you know that I will,” he agreed. “Now calm down and enjoy yourself. Because in just another sixteen hours from now, we’re on high alert.”

  “I know, I know,” he grumbled. “I promise not to call you for the rest of the night. But you be sure to call me if anything is wrong, all right?”

  “I will, already,” he said. “I’m hanging up now. Good-night.”

  Aiden rolled his eyes. Cat glanced up at him from where she sat on the couch sipping at her soda and watching cartoons. “Everything’s still okay?” she asked knowingly.

  “Yeah, it is,” he sighed. “But that doesn’t mean a damn thing. The woman may not strike until the iron is nice and hot. I’m not taking my eyes off any possibility until her and her friends have caught their return flight.”

  “You do know she could just hire someone to screw with you later, don’t you?”

  “She wouldn’t,” he insisted. “She wants to see my downfall. Just knowing about it wouldn’t be nearly good enough.”

  “Is she really that awful, Aiden?” Cat asked him curiously.

  “Just wait. You’ll see.”

  The next morning, bright and early, the pair of them returned to the resort and walked down to the beach to watch the sun rise before they headed in for work. Ellen was already at the front desk along with two other people, and the trio was all warm smiles and excitement as they waited for the first of the guests to begin arriving.

  “This is so exciting,” she said enthusiastically. “I’ve never been on the very first day of a brand new company before.”

  “Me neither,” Cat agreed. “But don’t worry, everything is going to be great. This is a Whitney property, and our fearless OCD leader isn’t going to let us down.”

  “Hey, that’s not nice!” said Aiden, bumping his elbow into hers. “Come on, let’s go see if Kellen ever remembered he is supposed to go home. You want to talk about OCD, that’s the guy you should really be looking for. He makes me look like an amateur.”

  Cat giggled and waved good-bye as they headed for the back of the building. Not half an hour later, the uproar began. Aiden was just about to head off for a dive with the team when the office phone rang through and Kellen answered the thing.

  “Boss? You might want to wait a tick,” he said, stopping him from going out the door while he tended to the car. “All right, I will let them know.”

  “What’s the trouble?” asked Aiden, casting Cat a look that plainly said, ‘I told you so.’

  “It’s the cards to the rooms, sir,” he explained. “Ellen tried to create a few for the clients who just came through the door, but none of them are taking the codes. We must have got a batch with bad magnetic strips or something. No one will be able to open their doors until we have sorted the whole thing out.”

  “Seriously?” Aiden groaned. “But I ordered them up especially for this week so everyone would get to keep them for mementos. How could they all be defective? That doesn’t make sense.”

  “I’m only going by what I just got told,” he shrugged. “You could always go have a look for yourself.”

  “Yeah, I think I will,” he said as he headed for the door. “Cat, why don’t you come along and bring your master key. You can get this group into their room at least. I’d do it myself except that somebody will need to go pick up another pack of the damned card things if we can’t get these ones to work.”

  “Don’t worry, Aiden, I’m on it,” said Cat energetically as she passed him up and went out into the hall, hurrying out to the lobby to help the customers out.

  “Isn’t she a peach?” he grinned, winking at Kellen.

  “A hell of a lot better than Brynn, sir,” he agreed.

  As Aiden came in, he heard Cat asking, “And you’re sure it’s not just his door? Why don’t you try making a key for a nearby door and see it the problem’s not a bit more local?”

  “That’s a great idea,” Ellen agreed. “If it’s really the strips, we’d be able to figure that out rather quickly. Thanks, Cat!”

  “That’s what I’m her for,” she answered, shrugging. “Winslow part
y? We may not have your key just yet, but at least I can show you to your suite and get you in the door. This way please. Kenneth, please get some of their bags, won’t you? They look to be suffering from some overload.”

  “Thanks for being so helpful, miss,” said Mr. Winslow with a happy smile. “I’m sure you’ll get all of this sorted out quickly. Let’s just hope this is your only grand opening mishap.”

  “Yeah, that would be nice,” Cat agreed, sparing a smile for Aiden as she started leading the group to the elevator. “Knock on wood?”

  “Maybe later,” Aiden mouthed, and only she could see. She hid a chuckle and pressed the buttons as Aiden took the newly attempted keycard and started heading for room three. It didn’t work, he was disgusted to discover.

  He tugged his cell phone from his pocket and pressed an autodial button on it. “Hey Declan, it’s me. Doesn’t look like I’ll be joining you men right away. You’ll have to begin the dive without me. With any luck, I’ll be able to join you in about an hour, I’d say.”

  “Yes sir, we’ll get under way.”

  Returning to the desk, he said to Ellen, “It’s a no go, my dear. I’ll have to head over to the friendly neighborhood office supply store and hope like hell they’ve got what we’re looking for. I didn’t exactly plan on needing to replace my magnetic cards quite so soon. While I’m gone, why don’t you see if you can find out what might have caused the problem? I’m not above thinking this was a bit of foul play.”

  “No, sir, how could that be?” Ellen scoffed. “I can’t think how anyone could have gained access to the drawer I had these in. But I’ll look anyway, just to see what I can discover. We don’t want whatever did this to do the same thing to the new batch once you do find them.”

  “No, indeed we don’t,” Aiden agreed.

  Aiden’s luck held, unfortunately, since he ran across Brynn on his way to the garage. “Say Aiden, I was just on the way up to let someone know—there’s something wrong with my cabin’s plumbing. What kind of a place is this, anyway? Can’t a girl even get a hot shower? And where have you been for the last forty-eight hours? I never saw you and your little assistant return from town.”

  “Maybe because we didn’t,” he told her in a mocking tone. “Remember, I’m a free man now.”

  “Not yet, you aren’t,” she reminded him. “Not for another month—if we don’t decide to work things out.”

  “Woman, why would I even want to try?” he scoffed. “What exactly is it I’d be trying to salvage? My years of being deprived of sex, or all that time we’ve been spending apart? Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got more important things to worry about.”

  “More important than working out just what your future will hold?”

  “I already know what my future holds—and what it doesn’t,” he told her in no uncertain terms. “Now if you don’t mind, I’d like to go now. Time is money, as you always say. Maybe I’ll see you around. How long did you say you were staying?”

  “Two weeks, on the house,” she said, smirking.

  “On the house?” he grumbled. “How did you manage that?”

  “I pulled a few strings, of course.”

  “Well yes, of course you did,” he grumbled as he turned and walked away. “That’s not at all surprising, considering your track record. But your buddies had better be paying for themselves.”

  “With discounts,” she called after him, laughing. “And don’t worry about Artie, if he writes up a review of the place, I’m sure he’ll be gentle!”

  Aiden gritted his teeth. He knew Artie, one of her press buddies, well enough to realize he was pretty darn feral with his reviews, and since Brynn hoped to ruin him, it was no surprise that she’d invited the guy along. That just meant he was going to have to call in some damage control of his own.

  Dialing his cell once again, he said, “Tim, my man, if your brother is not aware, my wife is no longer in Fresno. She and a group of her cronies are about to invade my resort, and one of them is our boy Art. We’re going to need a reviewer of our own down here pronto.”

  “Don’t worry, Aiden,” he replied. “Max is well aware of your wife’s whereabouts, and he’s already booked a room there himself. We believe her lover may be one of the party members, so you should probably keep an eye out. And Aiden—you should probably stay out of trouble yourself. These lawyers of hers are playing some pretty hard ball. That little girlfriend Kellen told me you’ve just picked up? I would try to keep her out of sight, know what I mean?”

  “The fidelity clause doesn’t pertain to me,” Aiden reminded him.

  “No, but with those tabloids trying to make you out to be the bad guy, I don’t think she’ll be much of a help.”

  “I won’t do that to Cat, none of this is her fault. This is my problem, not hers,” Aiden insisted.

  “Okay, Aiden, suit yourself,” said Tim. “It’s your funeral.”

  SEVENTEEN

  Even though Aiden was a bit hot-headed where Brynn was concerned, he realized that an issue with the plumbing, real or imagined, was probably something that needed to be addressed, so as he got into the driver’s seat he also gave Kellen a call to let him know about the potential problem. And Kellen invited Cat to go and check it out.

  “Do you really think I’m your best choice, sir?” she asked uncertainly. “I don’t think Brynn wants to see me anytime soon.”

  “Are you the administrator of housekeeping or not?” asked Kellen pointedly.

  “You’re right, sir,” she blushed. “Of course I’ll go. But maybe I ought to bring along the plumber.”

  “Good thinking,” Kellen smirked. “Ross is pretty sturdy, he should be able to break the two of you apart.”

  “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”

  “You know it,” he chuckled. “Let me know how it all turns out.”

  “Thanks, Kellen, you’re all heart,” she replied. She was about to walk out without her purse, but then she thought better of it. Grabbing it, she decided to put it into her locker instead of just leaving it lying around. That was probably a good habit to get into anyway.

  “Ross, I may be in need of your services,” she said into her cell. “Please come and meet me in the lobby.”

  “Right away, Miss Addison,” he replied. Since he was in the building it didn’t take long for them to meet and head out to Brynn’s cabin.

  “Maintenance,” called Cat as she knocked on the door.

  “Come in,” Brynn snapped irritably from inside.

  Cat stepped through the door with Ross in tow. “Good morning, Ms. Whitney, I have brought along the plumber, as I was given to understand there’s some kind of an issue? Could you please elaborate on that a bit more?”

  “My shower this morning got cold,” she sniffed disdainfully. “I’m used to taking long, hot showers, and this one only lasted twenty minutes.”

  “Oh, I see,” said Cat, frowning. “So there’s nothing particularly wrong except that you stayed in too long.”

  “Too long?” she gasped. “If I want an hour-long shower, the place should still be able to accommodate at the prices this resort is hoping to make!”

  “I’m sorry to burst your bubble, ma’am, but this is an island resort which generates its own electricity,” Cat pointed out, trying to remain pleasant. “Besides which, as I understand it, you’re staying here on Aiden’s dime rather than your own. If you wanted hour-long showers and all the other creature comforts a lavish lifestyle provides, you probably ought to have stayed at home.”

  “Why you insolent little witch,” she snarled. “I sincerely hope this isn’t how you intend to treat all of the guests here!”

  “Ms. Whitney, let me make myself clear,” Cat continued. “There are certain things that every human being should be able to expect from their fellow man or woman, and the one thing most prized by all is dignity. So, since you seem to be uninformed about some of the rules of conduct which must needs be employed in order for the enjoyment of all parties concerne
d, I shall attempt to spell out just a few. My staff is not here for your amusement, they are here to facilitate the needs of every guest at this resort. The kitchen’s hours are from seven in the morning until ten at night. Calling with a demand for hot cocoa at 2 A.M. will no longer be condoned. Likewise, when you are addressing members of staff at this facility, you will refrain from calling them idiots right to their faces and tossing champagne at them. If you cannot conduct yourself in a manner more in keeping with common civility then I would be well within my rights to have you removed.”

  “Where do you get off speaking to me that way?” she demanded hotly. “My husband pays your salary. If I told him of this, he’d have you removed.”

  “No, ma’am, that’s not the case,” Car replied. “He’s given me free reign to establish all the rules and regulations pertaining to the domestic activities herein. If I tell him that I require my staff to be treated with proper dignity and respect, I can guarantee you he will take my side. So either modify, or say good-bye. Come on, Ross, there’s nothing further we need to do in here. Good day to you, Ms. Whitney. I hope we won’t need to have this discussion another time, or next time I won’t be nearly as polite, I can assure you.”

  “This isn’t the end of this,” Brynn called after her. “You may think you’ve got the upper hand, Miss Addison, but this is far from over. Aiden is still mine!”

  Cat looked over her shoulder as she stepped out the door. “No, Brynn, you’ve already sunk that ship big time. Besides, this isn’t about Aiden, it’s about Whitney Resort, and you are required to follow its rules just like everybody else.”

  She didn’t wait for a response before she shut the door. She knew she’d probably stepped way over the line, but the feeling of satisfaction she got from speaking her mind overshadowed any concern that Aiden might not like what she’d done.

  In all reality, she felt justified to have done it, not because this woman was married to the man she was dating and very close to using the ‘L’ word with, but because she had been behaving so poorly the staff members had felt a need to point it out.