Single Dad's Christmas Present: A Dad's Best Friend Romance

by Amy Brent

  Sex had been a terrifying thought after Olivia was born. For eight weeks, I had settled on pleasing Cole in other ways until we were given the thumbs up to carry on in the bedroom. The first time had been just as heart pounding as the day I had lost my virginity to Cole in his office back at Crayton, Inc. It was going to hurt. I had been so sure of it until Cole made it the best damn sex to remind me what it had felt like eight weeks prior to Olivia’s birth.

  I clenched my teeth when I felt my release drawing near under Cole’s steady fingers. This was what I loved about him. He knew how to make it feel amazing every single time. Nothing about our relationship changed either.

  “Cole,” I whispered, clutching his broad shoulder with another hand. “Please. Just get inside of me.”

  Cole’s fingers lifted immediately at that. He positioned himself happily between my legs, nestling against me intimately. He entered me in one deep thrust. I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist to pull him in even deeper. The heat between us roared to life. It pulled me back down into that fiery oblivion of pleasure that I couldn’t imagine my life without. Being touched by Cole was being tainted in a way. Nothing ever compared to the sounds of his ragged pants in my ear, or the way he gripped me as he went over the edge to his own peak. Everything about it was utterly addicting, and it would never get old either.

  A familiar tingling sensation started in my toes as it shot up through my legs. I dimly felt Cole’s fingers grip my hips in response to what I’m sure he felt was my own release. Not clinging to reality any longer, I let my eyes slip shut as my release came in a crashing wave that left me breathless and blinking back tears. Good tears. The type of tears that come from the rush of endorphins entering your system.

  I forced my eyes open to watch Cole’s face contort in pleasure as his own release came crashing down upon him as well. A vein throbbed in his right temple before he went still before shudders wracked through his body. Tangled together, I savored the sensation of his hard body pressed up against mine while his heart pounded furiously inside of his chest. The sheets and blankets were tangled about our sweaty bodies while we listened to the sound of rain patter away outside. It was quiet and motionless in the Hamptons with the rain storm coming through. It was so peaceful that I dreaded going back to the constant sound of city traffic. Even if Olivia had obviously grown accustomed to the noise and needed it to sleep.

  “I don’t want to go back to the city tomorrow,” I said.

  “We have to though,” Cole said. He collapsed on the mattress next to me with a sated sigh. “I have meetings to attend to on Monday morning.”

  I smiled at the lack of enthusiasm in his voice. “The CEO never gets a day off these days it seems, does he?”

  “I should complain about my lack of vacation days, huh?”

  “At least you got some time off with Olivia. That was a plus even though you did Skype meetings.”

  “The boss can be a dick sometimes.”

  We both fell into a fit of laughter while the boom of thunder filled the house again. Cole sat up on the bed with a reluctant sigh. “I suppose we should get up and shower before heading to your mother’s rained in party.”

  “I’d rather stay here like this,” I said, sighing. “You know, I love my parents, but I still hate going to these parties. I feel like a bug under a microscope.”

  “It’ll eventually dwindle down,” Cole said. “The housewives here will find something else to gossip about.”

  He rose from the bed to pad into the bathroom. I watched his taut ass cheeks flex as he walked before disappearing behind the bathroom door. The shower turned on a minute later, but I still couldn’t find it in me to escape the nice wrap of blankets and our life away from the public eye.

  Our engagement had made the headlines six months ago. Front page on several newspapers and tabloids. There had also been an internal investigation into Crayton, Inc. for how Cole handled his relationships with employees at one point, but he never backed down from our relationship. He didn’t care what people said about us.

  I wished that my mother would take a page out of his book.

  This rained in party was all about show as usual. She accepted Olivia with open arms, but I kept her distant from our wedding plans. Cole and I had it all under control. We wanted our private autumn wedding upstate with a few close friends and family. That was it. Nothing more, nothing less. I didn’t want my mother to manipulate the situation in any way possible to save her reputation. The only thing that kept my mother at bay anymore was my father who encouraged her to accept that Cole and I were getting married. We were going to be husband and wife with a beautiful family.

  I grabbed the baby monitor from the bed stand to bring into the steamy bathroom. I set it on the vanity before slipping into the large shower with Cole as he washed away soap from his body. He arched a suggestive eyebrow at me. Heat surrounded me all over again, and none of it came from the hot water.

  “Is Olivia still asleep?” He asked.

  “It appears so,” I said, and closed the glass door behind me. “Should we make the most of this quiet moment again?”

  “You bet, baby.”

  He leaned in to kiss me when my stomach gave a surprising lurch. I held up a hand to still Cole as I sucked in a deep breath to keep myself steady on two feet.

  “What is it?” Cole asked, eyebrows furrowed in concern. “Violet? You look pale.”

  I didn’t know what to say besides that my stomach felt like it was about to turn itself over from nausea. “I think I just need to sit down for a moment.”

  Cole pushed the shower door open to make sure that I sat down on the vanity chair without slipping on the sleek tiles. I stared at myself in the foggy mirror. It was a strange thing how one minute I had felt perfectly fine, but now I felt sick to my stomach and cramped up. The last time I had felt this way was when—

  The realization slammed into me then. I gripped the edge of the vanity as I mentally counted down the last time I had even had a period. We have been given the clear a few weeks ago to have sex, but neither one of us had made the conscious decision to use birth control. I had trusted that breast feeding lowered the odds of getting pregnant.

  “Cole,” I called out, heart pounding. “I think we need to have someone grab a pregnancy test from the store.”

  “Pregnancy test?”

  “Yes,” I said. “I-I-I think I’m pregnant. Again.”

  The shower turned off immediately as Cole stepped out of the shower to wrap a towel around his waist. He took one sweeping glance at me before pressing a wet and warm kiss to my forehead.

  “I’ll get one myself. Be back in ten minutes.”

  I managed to shower properly with cold water blasting my hot skin. Another baby. The thought made me feel dizzy with joy and shock. When I stepped back out wrapped up in a thick towel, I found Cole in the bedroom with a cooing and happy Olivia in his arms. He nodded to the box on the edge of the bed.

  “You might be a big sister soon,” Cole told her, grinning down at Olivia. “Yes. You might be a big sister.”

  I paced the steamy bathroom anxiously for a few minutes before grasping the pregnancy stick to read it. Positive. Must be 3-4 weeks.

  “Holy shit,” I breathed, fanning a hand over my face. “Cole, it’s positive!”

  Cole pushed the bathroom door open a second later. Tears glittered in his eyes as he looked at the stick in the palm of my hand. With Olivia smooshed between us, he leaned in to press a long and passionate kiss to my lips.

  “Our happy family,” he said.

  I pulled back with tears in my eyes too to smooth a hand through the soft fuzz of Olivia’s hair.

  “Yes,” I said. “Our happy family is getting bigger. We are blessed.”

  “Very blessed.”

  ***End of FREE BONUS NOVEL 1***

  Turn the page for another super steamy forbidden romance: My Best Friend’s Dad

  FREE BONUS NOVEL #2

  My Best Friend’s Dad
/>
  A Single Dad and Virgin Romance

  Want a teaser?

  Read on!

  Description

  My best friend’s dad is the man of my wet dreams.

  But the last thing I expected was to get knocked up by him.

  I’ve been a good girl long enough.

  Ripped muscles, sexy mouth and big… hands

  He’s got it all – dominance, power and money.

  It’s time I faced reality.

  I’m in love with the man I saved my cherry for.

  I’m in love with my best friend’s dad!

  But we can’t let her know.

  This is going to be ‘our dirty little secret’.

  Until… that morning sickness kicks in.

  And the baby bump refuses to be concealed.

  Chapter 1

  Gemma

  Graduation day had gone off without a hitch, but the night after would be what changed the course of my life. I had always noticed my best friend’s father was a handsome man, but not until then did I see just how sexy he truly was.

  Lila and I had been best friends with since our freshman year when I’d moved in with my grandmother just after losing my mother to a horrible addiction. We went out after our ceremony to celebrate our freedom and hopefully find a good time. My goal had been to sleep with Champ Cummings, the high school football star, but he’d been so busy throwing back beers and sucking funnels to worry about getting laid. Lila had spent the night throwing back shots and dancing on tables, and by midnight I could tell she needed an intervention.

  “Come on; let’s get you home.” I reached up and offered her a hand after she’d stumbled on the wobbly patio table. “You’re going to break your neck.”

  “Sh. Don’t jinx me!” She threw her head back and laughed, and for a moment I thought she would fight me. I wasn’t in any kind of mood for an argument, especially with drunk Lila. Drunk Lila was impossible to deal with and didn’t know why anyone would want to dull her shine.

  “Come on; I’m bored with this. Let’s go.” It had been the same old scene for months, and I didn’t know why I’d expected anything to change just because the school’s super-intendant had handed me a piece of paper and shaken my hand.

  “Fine,” she said in a reasonable tone, which had me suspicious.

  I helped her down before she had too much time to change her mind and as soon as she righted with both feet on the pavers, she leaned over and puked in a plant.

  I let loose a sigh and crinkled my nose as I waited for her to finish. She’d worn her hair up, so my job was easier than usual. It sucked being the only sober person at the party, but since I didn’t care much for drinking, I’d promised to take care of Lila yet again. We’d spent the better part of our senior year doing the same thing every weekend, and I had our routine down perfectly.

  I helped her to the car, and by the time I drove us to her gate, she was passed out. I had punched in the passcode hoping that her father hadn’t changed it again. He’d done that before and caught us when the alarm finally sounded from failed attempts. I made sure to enter the numbers correctly and help my breath, not releasing until the gate opened up.

  Their mansion was so big, that even though I’d been there many times before, I’d never seen the entire house. Lila and I had kept to our usual path to the third floor, and her father’s wing was in the second. I took the back stairs and roused her enough to get her up to bed and luckily, I didn’t have to carry her.

  “Did you have any fun at all?” she asked as I pulled back her covers and she stripped off her clothes.

  “No, Champ is an idiot, and I’ll be a virgin forever. What was I thinking? He’s a total loser, and once he blows out a knee, he won’t have a brain to fall back on. He’s already had two concussions.” I rambled on as she dressed and crawled into bed, burying down in the fluffy white comforter.

  “You’ll find someone, Gemma, and when it happens, it will be amazing, not some backseat romp with a sweaty jerk.” She’s never approved of Champ, but since he was the most popular guy in school, I had set my sights on him. She’d lost her virginity at the first of the school year, and though she’d had a nice relationship with the boy for several months after, they’d only done it a few more times. Maybe I was just trying to catch up. It wasn’t like I hadn’t had other guys interested, but I had wanted that moment to be perfect.

  “Yeah, I think I should stop trying. Maybe if I give up, it will hap—

  The soft purr of her snoring made me feel lonely, and I sat in her room for a while after changing into my night clothes feeling restless. My tummy growled, and my throat was dry because it had been hours since I’d had anything to eat or drink. The party didn’t have food, and the only drinks had been alcoholic, so I decided to go down to the kitchen and grab a snack knowing Lila had told me many times to make myself at home.

  Voices downstairs made me take a pause on the second-floor landing, and I ducked down behind the banister when I saw Mr. Porter with a woman I recognized as his newly hired cook. She sat between his legs with her back to him, and his strong hands massaged her shoulders. They were whispering so low, that I couldn’t make out what they were saying, but now and then he’d give a soft chuckle, and she’d giggle.

  He leaned down and kissed the woman’s neck and from what I could tell, from my near overhead view, he reached around to her front with one hand and slipped it beneath her shirt.

  Earlier that day, Lila had told me how much she disliked the woman and that she felt she’d only wanted the job to hit on her father. She was very picky about the women her father saw, and I wondered how she’d feel to know that he was with the woman who had served us our waffles that morning. My stomach growled, and I put a hand to my stomach as I sat on my bottom wishing I could make it to the kitchen. I tried to think if there was another route, but the only way was passed Mr. Porter who was now cupping the woman’s breasts and kissing her.

  I couldn’t peel my eyes away, and warm tingle bloomed between my legs as she turned around and from what I could see, she rubbed his crotch. He eased back, and she undid his belt, and before long, I could see his impressive cock. It was huge compared to Champ’s who’d been the recipient of three different blow jobs, and my mouth watered as the cook took him into her mouth.

  They were an attractive couple, and I couldn’t help but be turned on as she worked her mouth on him, her head bobbing up and down in his lap. She was a petite blonde, and Mr. Porter, who I’d always thought was the hottest dad living, was tall, dark, and handsome, with chiseled features and a winning smile. He was also a very successful businessman, and from what I’d been told, his fortune was worth billions.

  We got along okay, and because I was around so much, I’d become like another member of the family. He’d often praised my sketches when he’d see me doodling, and had just that morning told me what a talented girl I was. The truth was, his encouragement and praise are the reason I had made plans to go to art school for design and one day I hoped to work for him.

  I was fortunate to know them. Even though my grandmother’s money was nothing to sneeze at, the only reason I’d met Lila and became friends was that she’d insisted on going to public school. She’d already gotten in trouble at the last private school she’d attended. Being a single dad, her father usually gave her whatever she wanted and so I came and went as she pleased.

  Things below were heating up, downstairs and in my panties. I couldn’t help but rub my knees together, and soon I decided that I had to touch it. I cupped my mound and moved my hips, hoping to ease the ache, but then all of a sudden, the two stood up, and he took her hand and led her to the stairs. They were coming up!

  As they paused to kiss, I darted down the unfamiliar hall and into the first room I came to assume it was her father’s office, but then I turned around and realized that I’d gone to the wrong door. This was his bedroom.

  I heard them approaching, their voices getting louder and so I ducked into the closet
leaving the door open just enough to see what was going on and praying I wouldn’t be caught.

  The two walked in, and he shut the door as she took off her clothes. She had the hottest body ever, and I wished my own was as filled out. She also had on the sexiest bra and panties set, and I made up my mind then and there that I would never wear cotton panties again. Mine was soaked and getting wetter by the minute as Mr. Porter slipped off his shirt and then undid his pants and let them drop. Holy mother. He was gorgeous. I knew he spent a lot of time in the gym, but damn; he was in better shape than most of the boys at school, and his body was more developed and mature.

  As he took her to the bed and she lay back, spreading her legs wide for him, I covered my mouth. My panting had grown loud, and it was then I decided I had to rub my pussy. I slipped my hand down inside my panties and stroked the tender bud as he put his hand her to hers and she moaned.

  Then he centered his cock at her entrance and pushed his hip, burying deep inside her. It was then that I realized he was what I needed. Not some boy, but a man like Mr. Porter.

  It was all I could do not to make a sound, especially when the woman came and my release followed. I pulled my lips in tight and covered my mouth as my slender fingers worked my slick pussy.