Christmas Daddy Next Door

by Tia Siren

  “I honestly don’t know how Stacey will get through this one.” Roger sighed. “It’s her third in two years.”

  “Lord,” Marcus said, sighing as well.

  “Three miscarriages in two years?” I asked.

  “It’s all she and Brad ever talk about. Brad, her husband,” Lisa said. “They were high school sweethearts you know. She and Hanna and Brad were inseparable.”

  “Sounds like a fairy tale,” I murmured.

  “When Stacey and Brad got married, no one was shocked, but it took a lot of convincing to get them to hold off on a family until Brad got through college,” Roger said.

  I nodded. “Sounds smart enough.”

  “But when they started trying, it was just a disaster. If they weren’t struggling to get pregnant, they were experiencing miscarriages once they did.” Lisa sniffled. “My heart just aches for them. They’re just so young.”

  Roger reached over and rubbed his wife’s back, and my mind drifted back to Hanna. I couldn't imagine comforting Marcus through something like that, and I had no idea how Hanna was holding up. Part of me wanted to figure out where Stacey and Brad lived so I could go see her, but another part of me was confused because I didn’t understand why the fuck it was so necessary to make sure she was all right.

  Why was I so worried about her?

  Dinner went as well as could be expected, and Marcus and I went over a few more things for the website afterward. We settled on a design for the blog and finalized the basic color scheme. Then I went to their computer and printed off Marcus’s employee paperwork and had him fill it out while I was there. I ran through the terms and conditions of his employment one last time so I knew we were in agreement and then shook his hand.

  “I’ll get this faxed over to HR in the morning, and they should call you in the next couple days to talk you through your W2 forms and such. Once you’re in the system, you can start working.”

  “Thank you so much, man,” Marcus said.

  “Quit thanking me. You’re fucking talented. Stop with the bullshit.”

  I pulled him in for a hug and patted his back, and then I left. I shut the door behind me, made my way back to my house, and realized my parents still weren’t back. They were probably getting dinner and drinks and finally spending time together. I was happy they were getting that time to themselves. They never took it because their lives seemed to be surrounded by me and my company, and it was kind of becoming a pain in the ass.

  Then I saw a car pull up.

  I knew whose car it was the moment I saw it, and when Hanna stepped out, she locked eyes with me. She shut her door quietly and scurried over to my porch. When she stopped in front of me, I could tell she had been crying.

  “You all right?” I asked softly.

  “Yeah,” she said.

  “I just had dinner with your family. They, uh, told me about Stacey.”

  “Oh.”

  “She all right?” I asked.

  “She’ll make it. She’s strong.” That was all Hanna offered. I could tell she was upset. Her hands were trembling and her breathing was erratic. I knew if she confronted her family like this, they would bombard her with questions.

  “Why don’t you come on inside? I’ll get you something to drink.”

  I put my hand on the small of her back and ushered her through the door. I couldn’t help but feel electricity shoot up my arm. Her feet dragged and her shoulders were slightly slumped, and when she flopped down at the kitchen table, she let out a massive sigh.

  “Still want that baby?” I asked as I poured her a glass of water.

  She sighed. “My mind hasn’t been changed, Kason.”

  “I just figured with everything going on—”

  “What’s happening with my best friend has no bearing on me,” she snapped. I placed the water in front of her, but she didn’t touch it. When I sat down beside her, I reached out for her hand.

  “I can tell you’re upset.”

  “No shit, Sherlock,” she murmured.

  “Would you like to talk about the internship?” I asked.

  “You mean the fake secretarial position you’re gonna pay me for?” she spat.

  “Not fake. It’s an actual offer. The only phone calls I’ll have to place will be the ones to accounting and HR to create the position for you. I just need to know if it’s something you want to do.”

  “Of course. I need to do it for my degree,” she said.

  “Then I’ll place the proper phone calls and make it happen. Just get me your class schedule when you can and I can work your hours around it.”

  “Sounds fantastic,” she whispered.

  It killed me to see her like this, and I couldn’t stand it any longer. I yanked her hand and ripped her from her seat. When her body threw itself into mine, I barreled my lips into hers. Her tongue slipped between my lips and my arms held her close to my body. Her tits pressed firmly into my chest while her hands gripped locks of my hair. She tasted salty, like she’d been dining on her tears, and her being in so much pain today made my heart ache.

  I kissed and nipped down her neck, and her grip tightened. When she jumped and wrapped her legs around me, I sank the palms of my hands into her sweet little ass. I walked her down the hallway while I marked her neck and shoulders with my teeth. The whimpers and whispers of pleasure that fell from her lips made the dick growing inside my pants throb. We burst into my room and I tossed her onto my bed roughly. When I saw her chest heaving and flushed with lust, I knew I had her right where I wanted her.

  “Just this once, Hanna,” I said. “Just this once.”

  Her eyes devoured my body, and I saw when my thick dick caught her attention. She licked her lips, and the sight forced me to bite back a groan. But when the answer I was looking for dripped from her lips, I felt a wet stain form on the front of my pants.

  “All right. We’ll use a condom. But just this once, Kason. I’m serious.”

  Chapter 13

  Hanna

  I slowly took every inch of my clothing off while his eyes devoured my body. That beautiful cock stood at attention for me, and before I knew it, he was shimmying out of his clothes as fast as he could. Our layers peeled back and his body slowly unveiled itself to me. When he was standing naked in front of the bed, I lay back and slowly spread my legs.

  My pussy was glistening for him, just like he’d probably envisioned it would. I could feel my juices gathering in places I couldn’t wait for his tongue to be, but when he started peppering my thighs with kisses and nips, I lost all sense of time and space. I could already feel the red marks rising on the side of my neck, and for a split second, I panicked. I knew we had to keep this a secret from my family and I had no way of covering them up, but then Kason sank his teeth into the meat of my flesh and all worries disappeared.

  “God, Kason,” I whispered.

  He bit down on the excess of my right thigh, and I moaned and squirmed beneath him. He sucked and chewed until I could feel the heat of my pussy radiating against his cheek. When he let go, he licked the bruise I knew he’d inflicted on my skin. I was trembling on his bed, and as much as I wanted to deny him and his command for a condom, I knew I didn’t have the self-control to hold myself back any longer.

  Not from him. Not when I wanted him so badly.

  He licked a thick stripe up my slit, and my body lunged for his. My hands entwined in his hair and my thighs came up to his ears. All at once, he was drinking down every drop of me while I bucked against his face. He planted his hands on my hips, trying to steady my body, but I’d lost myself in my passion and could feel his entire face being coated with my silk. God, his tongue felt so good against my body, and I couldn’t wait until he sank that raging dick deep into the caverns of my body.

  “Please, Kason. Oh, god. Right there. Please. Right there.”

  He flicked just beside my clit, and my body began to swell against the side of his tongue. One of his hands went against mine in his hair, and before I knew it,
he had pried my grip from his locks and twined our fingers together. I shifted, desperately wanting his tongue right on top of my throbbing mound. When I did, my clit pressed right against his tongue. He bared down and continued his assault on my body. I shook and convulsed while my jaw peeled open in silent pleasure. I knew I was close to coming, and the moan of gratification that ricocheted through my pussy lips and into my core threw me off the edge while words of obscenity fell from my lips in a hazy cloud of orgasmic fury.

  “That’s right, Kason. Lick that pussy. Oh, fuck! I’ve been such a naughty girl. Yes.”

  He lapped up everything I gave him just before my body collapsed back on the bed, but when I looked up and saw the predatory stare that was climbing right for me, I knew he wasn’t nearly done with me.

  “You’ve been such a naughty girl,” he growled. He captured my lips in a kiss, and I relished how I tasted on his skin. My tongue darted out to wipe his lips clean while he sucked my bottom lip between his teeth. Before I knew it, he had flipped me over and I was on my stomach.

  “Hips up,” he said, his voice rough and commanding.

  I raised my ass into the air and shook it. A resounding crack came down on my ass cheek. I hissed out in pain, and he slapped the other one to match. All at once, my chest collapsed to the bed. His hands assaulted my ass, and my body trembled in front of him. Just after he finished, he slowly kneaded and kissed the puffy redness I knew was rising on my skin.

  “So beautiful,” he whispered into my ass cheek. He kissed the areas he had slapped, and I moaned in satisfaction. When he rose up, I felt his condom-coated dick sitting at my entrance.

  “Does my good little girl want her treat?” Kason asked.

  “Oh, god, yes,” I whispered.

  “Say it,” he growled.

  “I want your cock. Please, Kason. Dear god, please give it to me.”

  He sank his dick deep into my body, and it felt as if I had been projected to the heavens. He brushed against all the right spots and stretched me in all the right ways, and when his hands planted on my lower back, I knew I was done for. His hands perched perfectly on my body while his hips rolled into mine, and my painfully hard nipples brushed against the sheets of his childhood bed while his chiseled body rocked deeply into mine.

  He groaned. “Dear god, you’re so tight.”

  I pushed back into him, hoping he would speed up his thrusts, and when he did, his balls slapped against my clit. My body was folded and bare to him, and his lips dipped down and kissed up my spine. When I finally had the strength to raise myself onto my arms, his hand snaked around and took my breast.

  “Such a beautiful pair of tits,” Kason grunted out. “I’ve fucking dreamed about these things.”

  The sound of skin slapping skin filled his bedroom, and my sighs soon turned into moans. My juices gathered and dripped down his dick, and his balls smacked against my swollen clit. My body trembled and fire ignited in my arms and legs. As I pushed back onto his rock-solid cock, he started to twitch inside me.

  “Oh, god. Oh, Hanna. Yes, baby. Just like that. Fucking…perfect…”

  I bucked back into him harder and lost control once more. My pelvis burned and my pussy fluttered around his cock, and once again, phrases I didn’t know I could speak spewed forth from my lips.

  “Fuck, Kason. Punish my body. Make me the good little girl you’ve always wanted.”

  He leaned onto my body and grabbed both of my breasts. When his teeth sank into the meat of my shoulder, I was absolutely done for. My pussy sucked his dick for everything it had, and he shoved himself in deeper. When his movements stilled and he groaned into my neck, I felt the pumping of his dick into my body.

  “Oh, god. Han...you’re—yes…”

  Our orgasms rocked our bodies before we collapsed on the bed, and when I finally hit his mattress, his arms snaked around me. He slowly pulled out from between my legs and rolled off to the side. When his arms pulled me with him, I couldn’t help but snuggle into his strong, broad frame. I danced my fingertips along the tattoos on his arm, finally getting a chance to see them up close. He had a skull and some designs I didn’t recognize alongside the someone holding an American flag. He had the zodiac signs of, I assumed, his parents and maybe Marcus, but there was another symbol I came across that I didn’t recognize.

  “Kason?” I asked.

  “Mm?” he hummed.

  “What’s this sign mean?”

  He looked over my shoulder and saw where I was pointing. Then he pressed a hot kiss into the crook of my neck before his lips made their way to my ear.

  “It’s the Chinese symbol for the year I made my first billion,” he murmured. “It’s to remind me of how far I’ve come and all I did in order to get where I am.”

  “Your sleeve is incredible,” I said.

  “You’re incredible,” he murmured into my skin.

  I turned around in Kason’s arms and kissed him lightly on the tip of his nose. The smile that peeled across his face fluttered my heart, and for a split second, I forgot we had used a condom.

  “You know I can’t do this again unless you agree, Kason,” I said.

  “I know.” He nodded. “But, Hanna, would it even be possible for you to finish your degree if you got pregnant?”

  “Of course. Ever heard of online classes? If things got too tough or I gave birth before I graduated, then I could just take those to finish up my degree as long as I had my internship.”

  “Well, I’ve offered you an internship. All you need to do is tell me whether or not you want it.”

  I giggled. “I’ve already told you I do.”

  “I just want you to be sure. I know you need this for school, and being my secretary isn’t a euphemism. It’d be all work. Absolutely no play.”

  “There won’t be any play after this unless you agree to my terms,” I said.

  “Fair enough,” Kason said, nodding.

  It felt so nice to be in his arms, but I knew I had to get back home. If Stacey called looking for me for any reason, my mother would start to get worried that something had happened to me while I was driving home. That meant questions I didn’t want to answer and fights with Marcus I didn’t want to have, so I finally peeled myself out of Kason’s warm, comforting grasp and started gathering my clothes.

  “Thanks for letting me in,” I said lightly.

  “Any time,” Kason murmured. I pulled my clothes on and slipped into the bathroom to check my neck. When I was satisfied with my appearance, Kason ushered me downstairs. His hand felt so good on the small of my back, and something inside me ached.

  I didn’t want to leave him because a part of me knew he wasn’t going to agree to my plan.

  “I’ll see you around,” Kason said as I stepped outside.

  “Yeah. See you around.”

  When I walked into my parents’ house, I was bombarded with questions about Stacey. I told them that she’d need time to heal and that I had helped Brad get her home. Marcus even chimed in with a few questions instead of the curious glances he’d been giving me the past few days.

  Chapter 14

  Kason

  Shit. I shouldn’t have slept with her. Now she was going to want me to take this further, and I just couldn’t. I couldn’t give that girl what she wanted. I mean, the sex had been fucking amazing. That pussy was so tight and the skin of her ass had felt so good slapped against the palm of my hand. It had jiggled in all the right ways, and part of me had wanted to pull right out and ease into her tight little puckered hole. It had looked almost virginal, and there was something about giving her something no other man had that made me shiver with lust.

  And yet she was already asking me to give her something no other man had.

  But could I really do that to her? Could I really put her entire education in jeopardy just to give her a kid? I mean, I really didn’t want kids, but she sounded like that didn’t matter to her. But I couldn’t just walk away if I got her pregnant! What kind of man would that make m
e if I did?

  Her body was so incredible, and she’d done things with her movements and her sounds that I had never thought I’d hear from little Hanna Rendon. My god, she really had transformed into a woman. My dick started to swell every time I thought about her. Sex with her had been more amazing than I’d ever thought it could be with any woman, much less her.

  But if I was being honest? I’d take the chance if it meant I could have her again. I’d risk getting her pregnant if it meant I could feel the way I had felt with her. And part of me strangely wanted to give her exactly what she wanted. I mean, I wasn’t ready for a family or anything, but there was something about the way Hanna was so persistent and headstrong that made me confident about the fact that she’d really thought this through, that deep down she really did want to be a mother and she really had vetted the men she’d come across before she dove into this on her own.

  I would’ve done anything for Marcus’s little sister when she was younger, but now? I’d do anything for the woman she’d grown into strangely enough. I knew getting her pregnant could ruin her chances of graduating with honors. I knew getting her pregnant could ruin her chances of finishing school in person and walking across that state to get her diploma. I knew getting her pregnant would put me in a fucking tight spot with my best friend, but something told me her parents might not be as shitty about it as Marcus would.

  I didn’t trust the aftermath, but I trusted how headstrong Hanna was about this. I didn’t trust my ability to do this right, but I trusted her faith in me to give her what she wanted. And the truth was, I found myself willing to do it. After not being able to get my mind off her and not being able to take a shower without whacking one off to the thought of her pussy wrapped tightly around my dick, I slowly felt my resolve melting.

  I began considering it if only to make her happy.

  My buzzing phone ripped me from my train of thought, and when I picked up the phone, I saw it was Marcus.