Bitcoin Billionaire's Babysitter: A Single Dad Next Door, Older Man Younger Woman Romance (A Man Who Knows What He Wants Book 28)

by Flora Ferrari

  I put down my magazine and my butt slides forward in the bed, putting me in a more relaxed position.

  I can’t have her right now, but I have to imagine. If I don’t I’m going to go crazy.

  I get up out of my chair and lock the door. Brianna sleeps like a log, and I know she will do so tonight, especially after enjoying herself so much. She must have been in heaven playing with dolls and dressing up, but I’m not taking any chances.

  I walk over to my bed and type Diana’s name into Facebook on my phone.

  A minute goes by and nothing. I can’t find her. The rod in my boxers is only getting longer and thicker and more painful. I want to see her face so bad, even just a picture, but I don’t have time. I’m about to pop just thinking about her.

  I set my phone down on the nightstand with my left hand as my right hand grabs my cock over the top of boxers.

  I try and lengthen it out, straightening it to reduce the pressure, but the boxers are too tight…too constricting.

  My dick is a wild animal that needs uncaged.

  I stick my thumbs into each side of my boxers and slide them down my legs.

  As the fabric clears the base of my shaft, my cock springs free. It’s pointing straight back at my face, the skin touching my bellybutton. I can’t remember the last time I was ever this hard. Maybe never.

  And this is just the thought of her. I can’t even imagine how much I’d lose control if she were really here.

  I place my cock in the palm of my right hand and stroke.

  One hand isn’t enough.

  My left hand reaches underneath the shaft while my right hand works the upper shaft, brushing against the tip.

  I squeeze my butt muscles just enough to move my hips forward, sliding my cock through both hands as I imagine I’m inside her.

  I close my eyes and picture her riding me.

  She’s completely naked, on top of me. That incredible, curvy body mounted as I slowly move in and out of her.

  My left hand releases my cock and grabs where her hip would be. My right quickly joins as my subconscious takes over.

  I imagine holding her tight around the waist. Driving deep inside her, as her head leans back and moans leave her mouth.

  I can see her tits bouncing up and down, no white tank top to contain them now.

  I imagine the color of her nipples and the size of her areola.

  And then I hear her moan as she cums and her pussy latches onto my dick and won’t let go.

  “Uhhh,” I groan. A load of cum shoots from my cock, covering the entire length of the bed as I hear some hit the floor.

  My body shakes and convulses forward and back. A second eruption joins the first before I fall back onto the headboard.

  The back of my head rests against the top of the headboard as I catch my breath.

  My eyes open slowly and I see just how much of a mess I’ve made of the sheets.

  But it’s not a mess. It’s the exact thing I’m going to put inside her. I can’t wait to fill her with something that came from me. To feel her wetness, and provide something even wetter, and thicker, of my own as I shoot inside her.

  I barely lasted a minute just thinking about her. I can hardly imagine the animal that’s going to come out from deep inside me when I get the real thing.

  CHAPTER 8

  Diana

  I lock my door and move the slider that controls the brightness of the lamp until the room is nearly dark. The lamp cord is frayed, taped with electrical tape, and the light flickers in and out. It feels like candlelight.

  I imagine what Joshua is doing. Is he thinking of me, as I’m thinking of him?

  Is he remembering how much fun we had together in my room tonight, and how much adult fun we can have on our own?

  If he is thinking of me, what does he imagine doing with me? To me?

  He’s a guy, so his thoughts might be dirtier, but my mind is definitely knee deep in the mud right now myself.

  I unbutton the top two buttons on my cotton PJs, as my hand moves across my collarbone before squeezing my breast.

  I knead it in-between my fingers, wishing it was Joshua’s big strong fingers doing the grabbing and exploring.

  I run my hand back across my breast and feel my nipple trying to break free of the fabric. It’s so hard it could cut glass right now.

  I slide my hand down my mid section and into my sleeping underwear.

  My left hand comes off the bed and grabs my left breast, before slowly sliding across my chest to please the right.

  My right hand makes contact with my opening. I’m already wet. Soaked.

  I slide two fingers over my folds, before turning my hand over and doing the same with the backs of my fingers.

  If my pussy were a clock it would be one o’clock all the time. That’s the spot where everything feels the best. I rub it in a circular motion on that spot, pressing down firmly trying to imagine my little hands are Joshua’s big strong hands.

  My mouth opens and a moan escapes me as I squeeze my breast harder and rub my pussy faster.

  I imagine him losing control immediately, and my fingers slide inside.

  I change the angle as I motion a come hither on my G Spot, as my right hand starts to shake.

  “Ahhh!”

  My body convulses forward and everything tightens, just before everything relaxes, sending my fluids flowing from me like a river onto the sheets.

  The spasms continue for a solid half-minute. I try and catch my breath.

  I look down at the mess I’ve made on the sheets. I’ll have to set the alarm twice. Once in an hour or two just to clean the mess, so it doesn’t start to set into the fabric. And a second alarm to wake me early so I can run them through the washing machine.

  I can’t believe how much fluid was inside me. I guess that’s what happens when you’re saving it for the right guy. But still, it’s a mess.

  Then it hits me. It’s not a mess at all. It’s a beautiful thing. It’s the same thing that’s going to lubricate his cock as he slides in and out of me, giving me pleasure like I’ve never felt before.

  But when?

  And are his thoughts the same?

  We were so close to that kiss before my dad came bursting in. Now that he’s had time to go home and think about it, have his feelings for me cooled? What did my dad say to him? I can only imagine.

  This isn’t going to be easy for either of us, but he has to pursue me. After what happened just a couple hours ago there’s no turning back.

  I have to feel his lips on mine. We were so close, and now I want it more than ever.

  And I already know that’s just the beginning. When we start there will be no stopping us.

  Once his hand touches my body I’ll melt like butter.

  After what just happened here in my room, just imagining him, I’m almost scared to think what will happen when I get the real thing.

  Him.

  CHAPTER 9

  Joshua

  I wake up late.

  What a night. I couldn’t stop dreaming about her. No wonder my body, and my mind, wanted to stay in bed.

  I stumble out of bed and down the hall to Brianna’s room. I open the door. She’s face down, sawing logs.

  Last night must have been incredible for her. She was finally able to do things she’s been wanting to do. She must have let out a lot of emotions, although she still keeps the outward display of her feelings muted. Girl time was a huge win for her.

  I quietly close her door and make my way back to my room. I sit on the edge of my bed, and reach for my phone on the nightstand.

  There’s one alert from my bank regarding a new deposit. Was I expecting any incoming funds?

  I click on the link and login.

  There are certain moments in your life you’ll never forget. They say for men, making large amounts of money spikes your testosterone. Well, my testosterone was already through the roof, thanks to Diana, but when coupled with what I saw on my screen I bet my
testosterone levels would have set world records.

  Two point one billion dollars!

  How do banks even accept that amount of money? And I didn’t even get a call? I don’t know what’s more suspicious…how much my balance increased overnight, or how little my bank seemed to care.

  Satoshi made the deposit early. We hadn’t even officially agreed, but he must have seen all he needed to see.

  I fired up my laptop and inserted a special device that closely resembles a flash drive into the USB drive. A few clicks later and a copy and paste from an email Mr. Nakamoto had sent overnight and I had his Bitcoin address in the receive line of the transaction screen.

  I took a screenshot. This would be the last time I owned such a large amount of Bitcoin.

  I stopped for a second to reflect on how Brianna’s dad and I had started our Bitcoin mining operation, and how we’d amassed a fortune. A literal fortune. I just wish he were here to share this moment with me.

  I got up and walked into the kitchen, returning with that bottle of Dom I had placed in the back of the fridge the day we made our first investment together. I poured some champagne into two flutes and just stared at them.

  I picked up one glass in each hand and clinked them together.

  “We did it, buddy. We really did it. I know you’re watching me from above.”

  I poured out some champagne from one glass into the plant in the pot on the nightstand.

  With the other I took a sip, and tried to fight back the emotion of what was happening.

  I sat back down and pressed send.

  I stared at the screen for almost eight minutes. The transaction has to be verified three times to be generally considered official.

  Once I saw the indication of the third verification, the journey was complete.

  I reopened the internet page to my bank screen. Two point one billion dollars.

  I’m a freaking billionaire!

  What a change a day makes.

  And now to change my life in a way that’s even more important…to go get my woman!

  CHAPTER 10

  Diana

  I see Joshua’s name on my phone, and it makes me feel better immediately.

  “Good morning,” I say. I can’t wait to hear those deep, rich, tones of his voice greet me.

  “And what a good morning it is now,” he says. The sound of his voice sends chills throughout my body and his word choice makes me feel special.

  “Is your day off to a good start?”

  “Excellent start. You?”

  “That’s good. I’m good, thanks.” Really I’m starting to feel more anxious about the lab results from my doctor’s visit.

  “That’s good.”

  “How’s Brianna?”

  “Still sleeping. I think you wore her out.”

  “I think she wore me out. She’s so adorable.” Just thinking of my new little friend puts a smile on my face as I drive down the street. I want to make something tasty for lunch, and I’m on my way to the grocery store. It’s that perfect late morning time to go when the crowds haven’t shown up yet.

  “Speaking of Brianna, I was hoping you might join us for dinner this evening.”

  “Want me to keep an eye on her while you entertain clients?”

  “No more clients. Actually…I was hoping to keep my eyes on you.”

  I pull over to the side of the road and park.

  “Are you there?”

  “Yeah, sorry. I just had to pull over.”

  “Is everything okay?”

  Everything is more than okay. I can’t believe he’s actually asking me out on a date. And Brianna will be there too, which is wonderful. Although I’d like to spend time alone with Joshua, I’m just as excited to go out as a threesome. Joshua is a package deal now, and what a package he offers.

  Hot single dad, plus an adorable daughter. Yes, please!

  “Yeah, sure. That sounds great.”

  “I’ll pick you up at seven.”

  “Um…Joshua?”

  “Yes.”

  “Can you pick me up at the Starbucks?”

  “The one where you used to always go?”

  “Yeah. That one.”

  “Sure thing. Seven okay?”

  “Seven is perfect.”

  “See you then.”

  I hear the call end, and start to imagine what I’ll tell my dad if he asks. There’s no way I’d lie to him, but I don’t need to give him the full story either. Maybe I’ll leave an hour early and go have a cup of tea and read my Kindle. If he sees me leaving with my Kindle it shouldn’t arouse suspicion.

  And there’s another problem. What should I wear?

  Formal or casual? I press send.

  Formal.

  What does he have planned?

  And how quickly can I get to the mall to find a dress?

  CHAPTER 11

  Joshua

  The view from the top floor of the hotel is breathtaking, but the best view isn’t the one to the side of me…the one out the glass window. It’s the one in front of me.

  Her.

  She’s got on a little black dress that’s elegant and beautiful. It’s also just small enough that it’s so sexy I’ve already had to go into the bathroom once and splash cold water on my face.

  And the best part is I’m not even sure she noticed. When I step away from the table Diana and Brianna are talking a mile a minute. I almost wonder if I left for the night if they’d even recognize I was gone.

  But I’m definitely here all right. I feel so alive just being around her. My focus is so much sharper. The food tastes so much better. And I feel so much more relaxed seeing Brianna so happy. It’s like she’s a brand new kid, with a whole new lease on life.

  This is too perfect. How did I get so lucky?

  Easy.

  Everything leads back to her.

  And tonight I want her to know it. Show her what a life with Brianna and I could be like. Give her a taste and hope she’ll want the whole entrée.

  Now that I sold my Bitcoin and the computer hardware that was used to digitally mine additional coins, a huge burden has been removed from my shoulders. And a huge number has been added to my bank account.

  In a few days I’ll set up Brianna’s trust. The rest can be used to spoil my two girls.

  Diana might not be mine yet, but she will be.

  I’ll show her how much I want her to be the center of my world. She already is when I stop and think about it. She’s the oil the got this broken down ride fixed up, and she’s the gas that will make me go. She’s the glue that repaired all the broken pieces, and the same connector that now holds everything together and running smoothly. And now she’s going to be the queen in the castle we’ll build together.

  “How’s you beef tartar?”

  “Good. Thank you.”

  “How’s your steak?”

  “I didn’t know steak could taste this good.”

  She tried to order a salad at first, but I insisted. She was trying to be polite, and keep the check low. I could tell. She’s thoughtful. But tonight every thought I have is about her, and I want to spoil her. Nothing is off limits.

  I ordered their best bottle of wine, without looking at the wine list. I didn’t want to make a fuss about it, or hear a no from her, so I requested it when I went to splash water on my face.

  I just want everything tonight to flow, and to be perfect.

  And it is. Until now…

  “Joshua. Fancy bumping into you here.”

  “Winston. Good to see you,” I say. But it’s anything but.

  Winston’s the mayor and he was up for reelection a couple years back. He was snooping around my warehouse all during the campaign trying to figure out exactly what it is that I do.

  Bitcoin by its nature is a private thing. It’s no secret how it works, though. It just raises a lot of eyebrows when people hear about a half a million dollar electric bill…per month.

  That’s what it costs when you have
an organization like mine. And it’s all legit and above board. As a matter of fact, the city’s coffers are going to be stuffed once I pay the taxes on the sale. Winston, the guy who went snooping on me, will look like a hero when he spends my money left, right and center on the city…and probably on himself as well.