Billionaire Baby Daddy

by Claire Adams

  As my mouth brought her pleasure, I tried not to think about Chase and Nate, who were in the room right next door. Did I really care what they thought about me sleeping with Roxanne? No! I didn’t give a damn.

  Both Nate and Chase had spent years making bad decisions with women and I had sat back and let them. I never interfered in their lives and I expected they would just stay out of mine. I didn’t think Roxanne was a bad decision, so they should just trust me and let me have her. Because that’s what I was going to do…have her.

  When Roxanne moaned loader, I loved it. Her vocalization of the pleasure she was receiving was what drove me to work harder. The louder she got, the more I knew she was enjoying what I was doing to her body.

  Her hands gripped the sheets as she took in a deep breath and I felt her legs tighten as she prepared to orgasm. The polite thing to do would have been to continue lapping my tongue against her and let her have the orgasm she desired. But I wasn’t a polite guy. Instead, I slid two fingers inside of her and sat up on my knees as I moved them. With a curling movement, I watched her body as it thrust against my hand.

  Roxanne didn’t look at me. Her eyes were closed as she wiggled in pleasure against my hand. Harder and harder, I moved my fingers inside of her and I saw her body thrust in an effort to explode.

  Then, she reached for my head and pulled my mouth toward her. We kissed as I fucked her with my fingers, each stroke giving her a breathless moan. It was delightful to see how out of control she was and that it was all caused by me.

  “Fuck me, Jackson,” she moaned between kisses. “I need your cock inside of me. Please, fuck me.”

  Her breathless request was hard for me to resist. I wanted to be inside of her, but I loved having control over her moans like I did at that moment. Watching her body was delightful and I could have done that all day long. Each stroke of my fingers bringing her closer and closer to explosion, it was a powerful display to watch.

  Roxanne didn’t wait for me to decide, though. Instead, she grabbed my hair and pressed my head toward her clit. It was a demand to suck on it, lick it, make her explode with the perfect orgasm. I was happy to oblige as my mouth pulled her clit in and she screamed out.

  “Holy fucking hell! Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned as I continued.

  My fingers moved slower and I curled them more as my tongue and mouth worked together to give her the highest pleasure a woman’s body could have. She had penetration with oral sex all at the same time. It was impossible for her to resist the release that her body had building up.

  There was a knock on her door.

  I didn’t stop, though. I didn’t care who was there. I wanted to hear the release of the orgasm that I had so expertly built up for her.

  I sucked harder on her clit. I moved my fingers deeper until I felt her thighs tighten around me.

  “Jackson, we need to talk,” I heard Chase say.

  “Jackson isn’t in here, it’s just me,” Roxanne said breathlessly without any prompting from me.

  I continued to work on her body as a smile crossed my face. Chase had told me to keep things professional with Roxanne and it was probably pissing him off that I was in her room giving her an orgasm. But it was funny as hell to think of him standing outside Roxanne’s door and trying to talk to her while she was getting ready to cum.

  “Roxanne, I know you’re not alone. I can hear you two,” Chase said accusingly.

  “Oh, I’m just giving myself an orgasm. Did you want to come in?” she joked as she breathlessly answered him.

  “Yes, I do,” Nate’s voice added.

  I tried to lift my head up, but Roxanne held tightly onto my hair and kept my mouth firmly planted on her wetness. She wasn’t willing to give up her orgasm for my brothers who stood at the door.

  “Continue,” she demanded.

  “Oh, yes…fuck…yes,” she moaned loader, purposely letting Chase and Nate hear her.

  I had to laugh a little at her boldness. Roxanne didn’t care at all if they heard her screaming with orgasm. She didn’t care if Chase thought we should be together or not, and Roxanne certainly didn’t care if we said we were going to keep things professional. I liked that about her; I liked that she saw something she wanted and went after it. I wished I could do that more often.

  I slid a third finger inside of her and watched her body as it tightened up almost immediately. But I didn’t stop to let the orgasm rumble. Instead, I thrust harder and sucked her clit all at the same time.

  “Yes…oh….yes…” she moaned.

  “For God sake, just let me in the room,” I heard Nate say outside the door.

  I wasn’t sure if Chase was still there or not, but it was clear that Nate wasn’t going to leave. He wanted to hear the ending of Roxanne’s beautiful explosion.

  Her thighs tightened firmly around me, but I continued.

  Harder and firmer, I moved as she resisted the orgasm her body wanted to give. She held onto my head and tried to lift me up from her clit. But I resisted, I needed to hear her release.

  “Mmm…oh….yes…fucking…yes…” she moaned. “Nate, do you want to come in?”

  Roxanne yelled out as her orgasm started.

  “Yes,” he said from the door.

  My eyes got wide and I looked up at Roxanne and shook my head no. There was no way in hell my brother was coming into that room with us.

  “Then fuck me,” she whispered to me.

  Oh, I see what she’s doing. She was threatening to invite Nate into the room if I didn’t give in to her desire to slide my cock inside of her. But I knew better than she did. I knew that my tongue and my fingers could expertly deliver the explosion she desired, so I ignored her and continued on.

  She couldn’t let him in the room if her legs were weak from orgasm.

  Again, I moved hard and firm against her body as she finally gave into the release. Roxanne’s hands gripped my hair and she thrust her hips against me as she let out the biggest moans of them all.

  “Yes! Oh, fucking yes…” she moaned.

  I felt her entire body tense up as the explosion built inside of her and she gave into the powerful flow of release. Her hips shook, her legs tightened, and her wetness soaked the bed. I loved every moment of it. There was just one problem – I still wanted to feel myself inside of her.

  As I pulled my fingers away from her body, I watched as she jolted with orgasm. It was delightful to see the pleasure that she had received and to know that I was the one that made her body feel like that. I was the one who had powerfully made her body give in to pleasure.

  “Now, fuck me now,” she moaned as her body continued to shake from orgasm and she grabbed me and pulled me on top of her.

  I climbed between her legs and positioned myself above her. My body still ached to be inside of her. Every inch of me wanted to feel the warmth of her skin wrapped around me. But I didn’t want to overdo it, she was still jolting from the orgasm I had given her. Was she really ready for more?

  “Are you sure you don’t want to rest a little?” I said as I smiled down at her.

  “Now,” she demanded as she reached for my cock and slid me inside of her.

  She was still orgasming and her body was tightening around my cock so hard I felt like I wouldn’t last longer than a teenage boy as I began to thrust inside of her. My body tightened up and I tried to think about everything else but how good her body felt around me. I feared there was going to be no stopping myself from coming very quickly, though.

  I was right.

  As I thrust deep into her and watched her body continue to tighten with orgasm, my body also built up with its own power that was ready to release. It was way too quick and I felt like an amateur for giving in so quickly. But it had been months since I had been with a woman. My body just couldn’t take it another second longer.

  I tried to hold back, to think about Nate, who was probably still listening at the door. But my body had had enough and wasn’t going to resist its delicious explosion anot
her moment longer.

  Her hands held onto my back and pressed into my muscles as her body thrust with orgasm around me. I gave in. With all that I had, my body released its desire and I gave in to my need for Roxanne.

  My body shook and I collapsed in exhaustion on top of her. She instantly grabbed the edge of the blanket and threw it up around us. I couldn’t help but laugh at the thought of her actually being cold still. I was dripping with sweat from my exertion over the last half an hour.

  “I’m still freezing,” she whispered as her body shook.

  “Let me in, Roxanne,” Nate whispered at the door.

  I covered my mouth as I tried to stifle the sound of my own laughs. Nate was hilarious if he thought she was actually in the room alone and masturbating. He had stayed outside the door with the hope that she was going to let him in. I could hardly contain myself.

  Nate had been working a lot of jobs on the road and as much as I thought he tried to get with women when he was traveling, I bet he didn’t get nearly as much sex as I imagined. He took his job very seriously and probably wouldn’t mess around while he was working. Since he had been on the road for the past year or so, I imagined it had been close to that long since he had a woman.

  But Nate was going to have to find a woman of his own, this one was mine.

  “I’m done now, maybe next time.” Roxanne laughed as she tucked her head into my shoulder.

  Chapter Sixteen

  ROXANNE

  Jackson’s body was sweaty, and mine was freezing. I felt like I needed another shower, but I was so cold that so there was no way I was getting up out of bed. We finally crawled under all the covers and I tucked myself in next to Jackson.

  “So, what’s the plan tomorrow?” I asked as I cuddled up next to Jackson.

  “Well, we are going to try and sell PJ to Stephano.”

  I didn’t like the plan at all, but I wasn’t sure if it was because I didn’t like PJ or if I really didn’t like the plan. PJ seemed nice enough, but she was pretty full of herself. Perhaps she was even a little overly confident about her abilities with Stephano.

  It was a little excessive to say I didn’t like PJ. I liked her, I just didn’t know what she was doing there with us. If she was a bigwig with the CIA, she could have organized a legal raid of Stephano’s house. Why was she going with us on our little search for one girl?

  My gut said that she and Jackson probably had some sort of history that she was trying to make up for or something like that. I wasn’t sure; I could have just been totally off base and imagining things. Perhaps, PJ was genuinely just there because she cared and thought she could help.

  I did have a long history of thinking the worst about people. As much as Jackson thought I was a sucker for being nice to people, I actually wasn’t all that nice, at all. Since meeting him, I had been much more understanding and kind than I remember being to anyone in the last several years.

  No one in that room knew Stephano like I knew him. They didn’t understand how ruthless he could be or that money was clearly the only thing he valued. Stephano was a creature and not a human.

  “Do you think it’s the best plan?”

  Jackson sat up and let my head slip from his shoulder down to his stomach as I continued to lay there. It was nice to have him in my bed, comfortable even. His warm skin next to mine was something that I didn’t get to feel very often. Plus, the way he looked at me gave me shivers. I could see the desire he had for me and it made me see myself in a whole different life.

  The desire in his eyes gave me confidence, but it also made me want to prove to him that I was worthy. Not worthy as a human being, I knew I was a good person, at least, currently. But I wanted to be worthy of Jackson, I wanted to be the type of woman he would keep around. Life with him would be fun and I knew it.

  “I’m not sure what the best plan is. Do you think our plan isn’t good?”

  “It feels rushed. I don’t know if PJ understands what she’s getting into. You and Nate can’t protect her once she’s in his house alone with him.”

  Jackson shook his head as if he understood what I was trying to say. He had seen firsthand what Stephano and his men were willing to do with women. He had seen me strangled because of a simple issue with the back room of the club. I knew Jackson understood just how dangerous Stephano was. I hoped at least with him leading the events in the morning, everyone would be able to get out of there safely. I especially hoped that Ana would get home safely. I could only imagine the trauma she had been through over the last few weeks.

  “Are you still upset that you haven’t got to participate more in finding Ana?” Jackson asked as his fingers combed through my hair.

  The touch of his hands on my body had been a calming action more than once. I loved the feeling of someone playing with my hair. It reminded me of being young and my mother stroking my head when I went to sleep.

  “I’m not upset. I just don’t want Chase to have to pay me if I didn’t do anything helpful. I’m not the kind of person who likes handouts.”

  Jackson laughed a deep husky laugh that I felt all the way in his stomach.

  “You have been very helpful. Sometimes working as a team is about giving just a little bit. But that little bit you give makes everything else work out perfectly.”

  “I just don’t feel useful.”

  I hated the feelings that had been running through me since I met Jackson. There were so many mixed emotions that I had never felt before. It overwhelmed me and I could hardly handle dealing with them anymore. I really wanted to be the strong woman I was before, but I felt like a mess when I was around him. I felt like he had control over my heart and could smash it into pieces at any moment. I felt like a failure when it came to our job, too.

  “One time, on a mission for the military, I had a broken femur and couldn’t make it past our landing point. I had to lay there in the dark while my men completed the mission without me. I felt beyond useless. As my men returned to our pick up location, they were celebrating that they had found the object we were sent to find. They weren’t paying attention to their surroundings, unlike me. I fired off one shot to the building behind them where I saw a sniper who was about to kill one of my men, maybe more than one before we would have seen him. If I hadn’t been on the ground and facing that direction, at least one of my men would have been dead. We work in teams for a reason, everyone is helpful.”

  Jackson’s voice was steady and he obviously wanted me to feel like I was a useful member of the team. It was sweet how he acted with me now, nothing like when we first met. At that moment, he was more than the man of my dreams. Jackson seemed like the man I had always been afraid to dream about. Never had I been able to imagine a man like him would ever find his way into my life.

  We talked well into the night as we shared stories of our past and funny things about our families. It was the most I could ever remember talking with another person. No one had ever been very close to me in my past and I had never wanted to share my life with them. But throughout the evening, I felt like I wanted to share my life with Jackson. I wanted him to know the real me and I wanted to test to see if that meant he would still stay around.

  Being next to Jackson and talking to him without my big wall up was something so new to me. I felt exposed when I was with him. It started when we had first met and he knew so much about me without me even telling him. But then to see that he respected me despite my profession, that had been huge for me. I never expected to meet a man like him and I certainly didn’t expect that I would put all my protective walls down for him.

  Finally, I couldn’t take it another moment longer and I climbed up onto my knees and straddled Jackson’s abdomen as I looked him in the eyes. He was so handsome. Not like regular guy handsome, either. Jackson could have been a movie start if he wanted to. His golden blond hair and blue eyes were mesmerizing, not to mention his firm body that was ripped with muscles.

  “You are a damn good man, Jackson Foster,” I said as I
started to kiss him softly.

  I started with his lips and then made my way down one side of his neck and then the other. My hands rested on his chest as I slowly and deliberately kissed him all over. His skin tasted salty on my tongue, but I could still smell his scent through his sweat. My hands tingled with the touch of his skin under me and for a moment, I wondered how much longer I would get to keep him.

  Sooner or later, our job would be done and Jackson would move on. I would have to move on, as well. It wasn’t something we talked about and I certainly didn’t want to bring it up. But there was the thought in the back of my head of what I would do when he moved on. It was the whole reason I kept my walls up in the first place, to avoid getting hurt.

  He didn’t move from his spot and didn’t rush to grab a hold of me. His hands stayed by his side and he just watched me as I kissed him. Every now and again, he kissed me back when my lips made their way back up to his lips.

  “I haven’t always been good,” he said as he finally gripped my face in his hands and looked at me.

  “Neither have I,” I whispered.

  Our passion built quickly as our tongues intertwined. I didn’t want our night to end. If tomorrow never came and instead we spent the rest of our lives alone in that bed, it would have been enough for me.

  It was a sappy emotional thought, and I didn’t know why it had come to my mind. Certainly, I wanted more in my life than to just be there in bed with Jackson. But the point was, I was so happy with him. It actually scared me to death just how happy I felt.

  My body felt at ease around him and I couldn’t describe that feeling quiet right. There was an easiness between us. No need to pretend anymore, no need to be someone who we weren’t. I trusted I could be myself with him and he could be himself with me. That night in bed with Jackson had to of been the best night of my entire life. Not because of the sex, although that was very good, it was the best because of the emotional connection I felt.