Mustang Daddy - A Single Daddy, Small Town Second Chance Romance

by Sienna Parks

  “Yes, but I want more.” When he slides his finger out, before two thrust back inside.

  “Oh God, yes!” His other hand caresses my ass – kneading, fondling and squeezing it.

  “Your ass is like a peach, Tesoro. I just want to take a bite.” His voice is dripping with need, and thick with desire. “Are you ready? I need to hear you say the words.” I turn my head, so that he can see my eyes when I answer him.

  “I’m ready.” He pulls his fingers out of me and grips his cock, positioning the head between my cheeks.

  He slowly pushes inside. Gently stretching me; letting me get used to the feeling before pushing any further. As I take each glorious inch of him, the feeling of being filled is overwhelming. It’s unlike anything I have ever felt before. When he’s seated to the hilt, he stops moving, letting me adjust and set the pace.

  In this moment, I feel completely safe and loved. I start to move my hips, encouraging him to move, to thrust, to claim me. He answers me with a languorous rhythm, steadily thrusting in and out of me; the intensity of it overwhelming. He holds me firmly in place with one strong hand wrapped around my hip, the other moving between my legs.

  He quickly thrusts two fingers inside my slick entrance, making me feel fuller than ever before. The friction of his fingers curling against the back wall of my pussy; the divine feeling of his cock and his fingers together, working me into a frenzy. I can’t hold back any longer when his thumb skims over my clit, applying the lightest of pressure. My body explodes; my vision clouded with stars as I lose myself to the sensations coursing through every nerve ending in my body. I’m bucking wildly beneath him as he thrusts into me, chasing his own release. Growling my name.

  “FUCK. Addi… ADDI!”

  It’s the most liberating feeling; like a weight has been lifted off me that I’ve been carrying around all these years. I finally feel like I belong to Carter in every way possible, and I love it.

  He slowly pulls out, before moving me onto my side and curling in behind me, kissing my back, shoulders, and neck.

  “Are you okay?” I twist in his arms, eager for him to see just how great I feel.

  “I’ve never been better. Honestly. That was amazing.” He kisses the tip of my nose.

  “You are so damn beautiful, Addi.” I don’t know what to say. I simply bask in our love. “I’m sorry this has been so hard on you over the past six weeks. It’s been killing me trying to keep my distance.” His eyes close, unable to look at me as he continues. “I’m scared, Addi. I’m really fucking scared. I want to just take a leap of faith and give you 100%, but I know what it feels like when that’s pulled from under me, and I don’t think I would survive it a second time.”

  I take his hand in mine, grasping it tight, holding it to my heart, which is hammering in my chest. “I’m scared, too. I don’t want to let you down again. I don’t want to screw this up. I’m scared to jump, in case you don’t want me the same anymore.”

  “I will always want you, Tesoro.”

  “Then let’s hold onto each other and make the leap together. What do you think? Will you jump with me, Carter de Rossi?” His eyes soften and my heart swells.

  “I want that more than anything, Addison Warner. Let’s jump – me, you, and the bump.”

  “I love you.”

  “I love you, too. Please, don’t break me.” He pulls me close, nestling his face in the crook of my neck, and my heart breaks to see my strong, alpha male, pleading with me not to hurt him… again.

  “I won’t.” My voice is thick with unshed tears. “It’s just you and me… and the bump.”

  After being pampered with a luxurious shower, washing every inch of my body with the utmost care, Carter lifts me back to bed and crawls in beside me, turning me around, so that he can cuddle his chest to my back, wrapping his arm around my belly, resting his warm hand protectively over our baby, our future. I fall asleep, happy and content, for the first time since we were in Italy. I will never take this feeling for granted again.

  CARTER

  Four Weeks Later

  My life is the definition of perfect. I have the most beautiful girlfriend in the world, and a baby on the way. The new manager I hired for the clubs is great, allowing me to make up for lost time with Addi. She doesn’t have a job here in New York, and I convinced her that it was okay to take some time out and think about it later, after the baby’s born.

  We have been living in our own little world, spending every waking hour together at her place or mine. We never spend the night apart, and that’s just the way I like it.

  Since we put our cards on the table last month, I think we have both relaxed and realized that it’s safe to trust each other again. People take trust for granted, but once you lose it, it really is a hard thing to get back. Addi and I are lucky. I guess Xander was right – the intense passion we have didn’t need to be channeled, it just is - it filters into every part of our relationship.

  It feels amazing to just enjoy being together again. I’m not second-guessing everything she does, or worrying about whether she’s going to run out on me. To have that reciprocated and see that Addi finally gets how I feel about her… is great, and life is good.

  Today is Addi’s birthday. I wanted to take her away for the weekend, and she wanted to have a party at Cube. I had to put my foot down on that idea, because I would definitely end up in prison for beating up anyone that so much as brushed against her belly. I managed to convince her that a ridiculously packed club was not the place to spend your birthday when you’re almost seven months pregnant.

  Eventually we agreed on a dinner at Jason’s restaurant. What she doesn’t know is that I’ve arranged for a small dance floor and one of my DJs to come and give her a private club for the evening. She gets to dance the night away with Lily, and I don’t have to murder anyone. It’s a win/win.

  I’m picking her up at 7 p.m. which gives me just enough time to shower and change after spending the day setting up at the restaurant and getting her present. I ordered it weeks ago, but I picked it up this afternoon – a Cartier platinum locket. I got the store to insert a picture of Addi and me in Verona on one side, and a tiny ultrasound picture of the baby on the other side. I figure we can get a picture of the baby put in after he or she arrives. The front of the locket has a ruby in the center, with our initials engraved on either side. I really hope she likes it. I wanted to get her something personal that lets her know what a sentimental schmuck she’s turned me into!

  When I arrive at the apartment, she is a complete knockout, in a sexy black dress that hugs every one of her curves, accentuating her beautiful pregnant belly. I can’t get enough of her like this.

  “Tesoro. You are a vision tonight.” She sashays over to me, putting a little extra sway in her hips.

  “Why thank you, Mr. de Rossi. You look quite dashing yourself.”

  “Pregnancy definitely agrees with you. You are sexy as hell, and all mine.” Her sly grin lets me know she enjoys the compliment, even if she seems a little shy about it.

  “Let’s go and celebrate the birth of the most amazing woman I have ever met.”

  “Oh – I didn’t realize it was a joint party.”

  “Don’t be coy, Addison. You know I’m talking about you and that I mean every word. Get used to it.”

  “Okay then. Let’s go celebrate the awesomeness that is me!”

  “That’s better. Come on, birthday girl.”

  We grab a taxi and arrive at Jason’s ten minutes later – Addi a little flustered, and I have a raging hard-on after getting a sneak peek at the black satin panties she’s wearing under her dress. I say peek, but I really mean a sneak feel. I fucking love to feel how wet she is for me. Ready and waiting for me to take her. I need a minute to think about baseball and laundry; anything to get my mind off of all the dirty things I want to do to her right now.

  Everyone is here. Xander and Lily, my parents, Lily’s mom and sisters, Addi’s parents, and some of her friends from co
llege. Logan and Vittoria are both traveling for work right now, which is probably for the best. We haven’t spoken since my outburst at dinner. I know I need to apologize to both of them, but it doesn’t mean I want him seeing my sister, but I’ve had bigger things on my mind, like the woman I can’t take my eyes off.

  Dinner is delicious as usual. Jason has made a real name for himself with Manhattan’s elite. La Cattedrale has become a new hot spot. Addi seems to be having a great time, chatting with everyone, and eating enough food to feed a small village, but I think it’s cute. When the last plates are cleared and everyone is ready for drinks, the DJ starts playing Treasure by Bruno Mars and Addi jumps up from her seat, throwing her arms around my neck.

  “Thank you!”

  “You’re welcome, baby. I knew you wanted to go to the club, so I thought I would bring the club to you.” Lily is over dragging Addi onto the dance floor in seconds. I don’t even get the chance to steal a kiss.

  I stand back with a smile on my face and a beer in my hand, watching my girl dance and enjoy herself. Everyone is having a blast, and I’m just happy to sit back and soak up the atmosphere. I get up to dance with Addi a few times, spend some time chatting with Xander and Jason, but Addi – she’s determined to dance till she drops.

  Around 11 o’clock my phone starts ringing in my pocket - it’s my new manager. I head down the corridor toward the restrooms to get away from the music. We talk over some problems at Spyder and Cube tonight, nothing that can’t be fixed, but he’s new, and I’d rather talk him through how I like things to be handled.

  I was so deep in conversation that I didn’t notice one of the waitresses standing right next to me until I ended the call.

  “Sorry, am I blocking the door?” She gets a look in her eye that I’ve seen before.

  “No. I was waiting to talk to you.”

  I don’t want to be rude, but I can’t be bothered with this shit. “Is everything okay with the party? Is there something I need to do?” She places her hand on my chest, which I quickly remove.

  “Actually, I think there’s something I can do for you.”

  She makes a move to kiss me, but I move out of the way before she gets the chance. “What the fuck are you doing? You do know this is my girlfriend’s birthday party… my pregnant girlfriend?”

  “So? We can still have some fun. She doesn’t need to find out.” She tries to touch me again and I can’t fucking stand it.

  “Nothing is going to happen between us. I’m not interested.” I turn to walk away, but as I do, she grabs my arm and slides her number into my pants pocket. I grip her hand, annoyed by her persistence and lack of respect for the fucking guest of honor. I lean in close so she can hear every word. “Don’t touch me again, or I’ll have you fired. Why don’t you try NOT being so fucking desperate, and maybe, just maybe, you won’t get labeled a whore for the rest of your sad little life.”

  As I turn to rejoin to the party, that’s when I see Addi. She’s just standing watching this play out. I quickly make my way over to her.

  “Sorry you had to see that, baby. She’s a stupid little bitch who can’t take no for an answer apparently.” The waitress storms by, flashing Addi a smug grin.

  “Doesn’t look like she got a NO! It looks like she got exactly what she was after.”

  “You are kidding, right?” You don’t seriously think anything happened with her?”

  “Don’t insult my intelligence, Carter.”

  “Nothing happened! I would never cheat on you.”

  “Yeah, that’s what Gavin used to say, too. I believed him like a chump and look where that got me.”

  “Don’t you dare fucking compare me to that piece of shit.”

  “If the shoe fits! You’re a player, Carter, and once a player, always a player.” I can’t believe she’s comparing me to him.

  “Are you kidding me with this bullshit? Let’s talk about a leopard changing its spots then, shall we? When we were first together, you purposely pushed me away, then brought another guy to my club, and took him home to let him fuck you, just to spite me.”

  “That’s not true.”

  “It fucking is! Okay, so you didn’t know it was my club, but when you were beneath me in my office, I knew you wanted me, I could see the desire in your eyes, I could feel your heart hammering against my chest. You wanted ME and you let some douchebag, random guy, fuck you. By your standards, should I be worried about you doing that now?”

  “I would never do that to you.” Her eyes fill with tears.

  “But you think I’m heartless enough to do it to you, and do it when you’re pregnant with my child? Wow. You have a high opinion of me, Addi. Thank you for the vote of confidence.”

  “What do you want me to think? You disappear for fifteen minutes and when I find you, some waitress has her hand down your pants.”

  “I want you to BELIEVE me. I was on the phone dealing with work, and when I ended the call she was there, trying to get me to notice her. I told her I wasn’t interested. I tried to walk away - she didn’t fucking listen and shoved her number in my pocket. How is any of that my fault?”

  Her angry exterior softens. “You’re right, I’m sorry. I’m just not feeling very sexy right now, and hot girls throwing themselves at you makes me crazy. I believe you.”

  I pull her into my arms, but I can feel her reluctance. “Thank you. You know I love you, Addi. Only you. And you are the sexiest woman on the planet to me.” Her body relaxes as she snakes her arms around my waist, allowing me to comfort her. “Now can we get back to your party, and celebrate what a lucky son of a bitch I am to have you?” She nods against my chest but refuses to look up at me. I lift her chin, forcing her to make eye contact, and when she does, I’m upset to see tears in her eyes. I wipe them away with my thumbs. “Don’t cry, cara mia. C’è solo te, sarà sempre voi.” [There is only you, it will always be you.] I claim her mouth in a fierce kiss, entreating her to keep faith, to trust me. We make our way back to the party, but Addi never really gets back into the spirit of things, and by 1 a.m. she’s asking me to take her home.

  The ride back to her apartment is tense and painfully quiet; I hate it when things are like this between us, and the deafening silence continues until I close the door behind us. Addi is on me in a second, clawing at me, kissing me, begging me to make her feel better.

  “Please, Carter. I need to feel you. I need to know that I’m yours, only me.” I fist my hands in her hair as she pushes my back against the door.

  “You’re it for me, Addi. There is no one else.” I ravage her mouth as she grinds her body against mine, moving her hand down to rub my already rock-hard cock, so turned on by her desperate need for me. I savor every touch of her hands as she starts to unbutton my pants and push them down my legs, along with my boxers, letting my erection spring free. I am so ready for her, to claim her as mine, again and again and again.

  As my pants hit the floor, my keys fall out of the pocket, crashing onto the hardwood floor. We both startle at the sound, looking to see what caused it, and that’s when my stomach lurches at the sight before me. Along with my keys, there’s a napkin on the floor with a bright red lipstick mark, and a crude message on it:

  I want to taste your big hard cock. Call me 555-6981 Angel x

  You have got to be fucking kidding me. How could I forget to take that out of my pocket? Addi quickly swipes it off the floor, before waving it in my face; fury marring her flawless features.

  “Thought you’d just hang onto this, did you? What are you waiting for? Angel is obviously ready and waiting to ‘taste your big hard cock,’ Carter.” She throws it at my chest and storms off, leaving me with my pants at my ankles.

  I pull them up, not even bothering to zip them, before striding over to her. “What the fuck, Addi? I forgot to take it out of my pocket. It’s not a big deal. Do NOT read into it. I was busy with you, and I just forgot.”

  She spins around to face me, frantic and distraught. “Have you slept
with a lot other girls while we’ve been together?”

  “What the HELL? That’s a fucking leap. So, I’ve gone from getting a number I didn’t want, to fucking her at your birthday party, to sleeping with multiple women while I’ve been dating you?”

  “You’re avoiding answering me. How many?” Her detached, cold tone of voice devastates me.

  “NONE. I don’t know how else to say it. Zilch, nada, zero… fucking NONE!”

  “DON’T FUCKING LIE TO ME, CARTER! I see the way women look at you. You click your fingers and they come running, with their panties at their ankles.”

  “OH MY GOD! I don’t WANT anyone else, Addi. Goddammit!”

  “So you’ve miraculously transformed from a man-whore who likes fucking two women at once, to being a stand-up family man, content and completely satisfied with just me? Not fucking likely! I’m not that good a lay, and I’m NOT going to sit around here with our baby, while you’re off fucking whoever you damn well please at the club every night. I’m not going to be that person again.”

  I am fucking dumbstruck.

  “I can’t stand here and listen to you tear me apart for no good reason. This is all on you. If you can’t trust me over something as easily explained as this, then there is no hope for us. I actually feel sick to my stomach that you could think, even for a second, that I would cheat on you. It’s even worse that you think I would do it when you’re carrying my child. My enemies hold me in higher esteem than you do, Addi.” I start pacing the floor, feeling like the walls are closing in all around me. “I can’t do this, Addi.” She’s breaking my fucking heart all over again. “I will be there for you and the baby 100%, whatever you need. But us… I don’t think there can BE an ‘us’ anymore. Too much has happened. We’re not good for each other. We’re toxic together; explosive in the best and worst possible ways. I need to put the baby first now, ahead of my own wants and desires. And God, do I want you, Addi. Never doubt that. But if you can’t trust me, then we have nothing.”