Next Door Daddy

by Amy Brent

  “She just turned on me,” I said slowly as I frowned. “What did I do?”

  “There is a certain element to the firm with some of the women that I’ll never understand, but they talk among themselves. More than I’d prefer, but I have too much to do to babysit people,” Landon explained as I glanced his way. “You didn’t deserve that.”

  “She thinks there’s something between us.” He remained quiet and I looked forward. “Is that what everyone is going to think?”

  “I don’t give a damn what they think.” He backed out of the spot and drove to the main road, taking a right before merging into the traffic. We drove deeper into the city and ended up in a part of town on the river before he parked. As before, Landon opened my door and led me up the steps to the heavy glass door to open it. He was so natural at all of this, and I thought about how awkward Brian could be sometimes.

  The moment he dropped his name to the hostess, we were led to a table in the corner, private and near the elegant fireplace. They asked what we’d like to drink, and Landon checked to see if I liked wine, to which I nodded. I looked around as we were left alone, taking note of the windows that offered a great view of the sun going down as well as the candles and flowers that were on every table. It was beautiful here, and I looked down at the menu on the table in front of me. “Order anything you like,” he urged me as I looked at him, seeing the colors of the sunset on his face along with the candlelight. He was stunning in this light, and I lost my breath for a moment as our eyes locked.

  The heat between us filled the room as the waiter brought the wine to us, telling us to take all the time we needed to look at the menus. They weren’t even opened yet. I grabbed my glass and took a large sip before I opened the thick menu with shaking hands. It had no prices, which told me it was an expensive place. I wondered if I should offer to pay for mine, at least. I scanned the entrees, finding salmon and some veggies with a great salad. I loved salmon but didn’t eat a lot of it, as I was always trying to save some money and eat on a budget.

  I smiled and knew that was my choice as I set the menu on the table. Landon already seemed to be ready, his menu on the table and a smile on his face as he watched me. “Did you find something?”

  “Yes, though it all sounds so good,” I told him with a grin on my face. “This is a special treat.” I paused and frowned a bit as I looked at him. “I can pay for my meal, Mr. Logan.” My voice was quiet, shy.

  “It’s Landon, and no. I have this, since you are my assistant and this is a business dinner.” His eyes twinkled as he spoke, and I felt a stirring deep inside my body. It was something that should have been reserved for Brian, but for him it was now nonexistent.

  “Thank you,” I replied as the waiter came over and graciously asked me what I’d like before moving his attention to Landon. He left us alone and I sighed and looked back at my boss.

  My supervisor.

  A man who was as off-limits as possible.

  I assumed we would talk business, and we did for a while. But then Landon effortlessly changed the direction of the conversation and asked me about myself, about things that weren’t on my resume.

  I found myself opening up about losing my beloved parents and being raised by an aunt who was learning along the way, just like I was. We had the help of our local grandparents until they passed away when I was twenty, due to separate illnesses. That was another learning process, and I found my connection with my father’s parents unstable as I grew older. My aunt was my entire family now, and I loved her.

  Landon told me about his parents, divorced and living on opposite ends of the United States. He still kept in close touch with both of them and saw them regularly, along with his older brother of two years. Michael lived in New York and worked in advertising.

  I was surprised when he mentioned he was going through a divorce, and even more so when he said he had been widowed at a young age. He clearly loved and missed his first wife and was bitter about the end of his second marriage, as well as his soon-to-be ex’s greed for his belongings and money. Growing up middle class at best and having to work my ass off for my accomplishments, I’d always had the jaded view that the wealthy didn’t have true feelings and just blew through life, but Landon was proving me wrong.

  His face didn’t change a lot as we talked, but I could hear everything in his voice. His eyes were a dead giveaway to his feelings, and I licked my lips as I watched the emotions cross them one by one. He was beautiful when he spoke, open and honest when I sensed he was normally a man who had some walls up. Why was he letting them down for me?

  We ate slowly, sipping wine until the bottle was empty and I was feeling every bit of it, as well as a growing attraction for Landon. He was everything I would want in a man if he weren’t my boss.

  When we left the building hours later, I was giddy and I stumbled going to the car. He caught my arm. “Okay?”

  “I don’t drink a lot. I don’t have such intelligent conversations over good meals. You’re changing my life.” I babbled on before my eyes widened and I stared at him.

  “I could say the same,” he replied as he took my hand and led me to his vehicle. I knew I had been drinking most of the wine as we talked and laughed. I’d needed the liquid courage. Now that we were alone on the street by his SUV, I gazed into his eyes.

  Landon

  The air was cold around us but I was lost in Lily’s eyes as she stared at me with growing heat. All through dinner, I’d grown increasingly attracted to her, physically as well as to the person she was inside. Lily was an amazing woman who had gone through a lot in her short life.

  Once we were alone out here, the urge to kiss her was almost too much to bear. She seemed to want it too, as her eyes shifted between my eyes and my lips. “Come home with me?” I asked as she sucked in her breath. “Our secret. I have to have you, Lily.”

  “But…we work together,” she argued, the heat in her eyes battling with logic.

  “Nobody will know about this, Lily. I swear that to you.” My eyes were hard as I gazed at her, slipping my hands up her body. I wanted her in my bed, spread naked before me so I could own her body. I wanted to make her scream my name, and her eyes showed me that she wanted the same.

  “Yes.” Her voice was a whisper, and I wasted no time in unlocking her door. She slid inside the vehicle and I hurried around to start the engine, jerking into the street to drive to my apartment. I didn’t want her to change her mind or even speak at all, not until she was locked inside my home.

  Lily remained quiet, and I drove through the streets, taking in her sweet and spicy scent. She smelled like fall and holidays, and I wanted to bottle it for every place I would spend any time in.

  Did her skin taste that way?

  We parked in the garage and I took a long look at her. She gazed back at me, and I leaned forward to brush my lips against hers, meeting with electricity. “Fuck,” I murmured as I kissed her again, wanting to fuck her right there in the car. Lily was returning all my passion, moaning as our tongues danced together. “We need to be inside.”

  “Yes,” she murmured against me as I pulled away and hurried to her side to pull her out of the car. The garage was empty and we walked to the elevator, holding hands and breathing heavily. Once inside and alone, I claimed her mouth again and she clawed at my chest as my cock hardened. It was an easy trip to my door, and I unlocked it, allowing her to walk inside before me as I gazed at her perfect curves. Her black skirt was loose around her thighs today, but I could make out her ass as it draped over her backside, and her dark purple silk shirt clung closely to her. “This is beautiful. It reminds me of your office,” Lily told me before I took her hand and turned her toward me. I kicked the door closed and pulled her against me, kissing her hard as I turned her toward the wall.

  I wanted to slip her skirt off and fuck her this way, hard and deep. My hands ran down her body, finding her skin hot and soft, as she slipped her tongue against mine and groaned. I slid my hands up her thig
hs as she trembled, rubbing a finger over the lace of her panties.

  Her heat was thick on the material, and she rocked against me as I kissed her neck. “I have a boyfriend,” she murmured as I moved past the material and stroked her slick folds.

  “Does he make you this wet, this hot?” I whispered, and she shook her head. “Does he give a fuck about your pleasure?” She closed her eyes, and I moved my finger faster in search of her clit. It was hard and begging for my touch, and she jerked against me.

  I made her come against that wall, watching her face as she cried out. I lifted her into my arms and carried her to my bed, placing her on it as she looked wearily at me. “You just touched me. How is that possible?”

  “I know a woman’s body. I know what she likes as opposed to young men who only know how to stick their dicks into something,” I told her as she moved to take her shirt off. Once her skirt was removed, I saw she was wearing a bra and panty set in a soft gray color. It was sexy and from my experience planned. I lowered by mouth to her stomach. “Is this for me?”

  “No. I never expected this. I was going to go see Brian after this and I hoped he noticed,” she said, and anger filled me. Brian sounded like a fool who didn’t appreciate the woman he had in front of him. I would do that and more, and I slipped my hands up to cup her breasts as she whimpered and arched against me. I unclipped the front of the lace bra and stroked her nipples as I lowered my body between her legs. I was still dressed, but I knew she could feel my cock against her.

  Lily clumsily undressed me after some exploration and long kisses, looking stunned as she took me in. I took great care of myself and it showed, her eyes wide as I lowered my pants and dropped them to the floor.

  I kissed her again before lowering my mouth to her neck, her chest, and then her hard nipple. I sucked and bit gently, listening to her sounds as she reacted strongly with her body. I couldn’t wait to taste her sweet pussy, but I held off, nipping at her and finding that her perfume smelled better than it tasted.

  That didn’t matter.

  I moved down her stomach, kissing gently before I lowered her underwear. I dropped them to the floor and looked into her heated eyes before I continued the journey down, kissing her soft inner thighs as she whispered my name. I used my thumbs to spread her open and blew hot air against her as she cried out. I saw how wet she was and inhaled her sweet honey before I placed a kiss gently against her.

  Kisses turned to my tongue stroking her firmly and quickly as I held her still to control her wiggling. She dampened and I found her clit and drew it between my lips as she cried out my name and tried to move, fighting my tight hold on her thighs. I was rock hard, and I sucked in my breath as my cock strained against my boxers. “I have to have you,” I said after she came fiercely against my tongue. “I have to be inside you.”

  She pulled my hair and I moved up her body to stare into her face. Lily was beautiful post-orgasm, her face flushed and her eyes glowing. I reached over, opening the drawer beside my bed to get a condom before I kissed her, sharing her taste in the slow kiss. I shrugged my boxers off and her hand slid down to grasp me, her eyes filled with wonder. “You’re bigger. Will this fit?”

  “It will be the best feeling I’ve ever had,” I assured her as I allowed her to stroke me. “For you as well. I am going to fill your tight pussy and make you come around me, Lily.”

  “Oh, god,” she said as she tightened her hand. I allowed it until I was ready to burst, and then I told her I wanted to come inside her. I sheathed myself in a rush before I spread her legs apart and positioned myself before her.

  I was on the verge of sleeping with my assistant, and I wouldn’t have changed that for the world.

  She was tight and wet as I slid easily inside her, feeling her wrap around me as she moaned long and low. I started slow, allowing her to adjust to me before I gave in to her pleas and started to fuck her harder. She wrapped her legs around me and pulled me inside as I felt her tighten. “Landon, oh god.” She scraped my back with her nails, and I drove inside her harder as I approached my own release.

  “Lily, you feel so fucking good,” I grunted as she screamed and flooded me with her heat, making me explode a second or two after. I cried out her name as we held each other, feeling euphoric.

  I felt the air change as time passed. Lily moved from beside me, sitting up, and I watched her run her hands through her hair. “Lily?” I asked as I reached to pull her down again.

  “I can’t believe we did this. I can’t believe this happened. We have to work together, and there’s Brian. I…I am not like this.” Pain filled her voice, and I stroked her back gently. Lily stood and began to dress as I sat up. “I need to leave.”

  “No. Stay. Everything is fine.” I tried to soothe her as she covered her body quickly, dropping clothes in the process. “Lily? At least let me take you to your car.”

  “There’s Uber for that,” she told me without even looking at me as she left the bedroom.

  I sighed and knotted the condom before I tossed it into the trash. Standing, I went out to see her by the window on her phone. She stilled and gave me a scared look as I approached her. “I can take you.”

  “That’s not necessary,” she said, staring past me for a moment. “That was great but I have a boyfriend. I should deal with that and figure my life out. I don’t want anything with you, though. This was just…what it was.” Lily shrugged and tried to pretend that it was nothing before her phone chimed. “They’re on their way. I should be outside.”

  “I’ll wait with you.” She sighed and we walked out together, not touching as the distance between us grew. The car pulled up and I took a close look at the young male driver before I glanced at her.

  “Good night. I’ll see you at work.” Lily got into the car and closed the door as I watched, left alone. I knew I didn’t want that after what we had just shared together, but I understood her fear.

  I knew sleeping with her had been a risk, but it was one I was willing to take again. I’d felt more with Lily tonight than I had with anyone else since Madeline. I wanted to hold on to that.

  I looked out over the night before I went back inside, locking the door and turning on a movie in my bedroom. My body was tingling and it still smelled like her in here.

  I never wanted to wash the sheets.

  Lily

  I cried in the car on the way home. I was so upside down, and I needed some more wine and solo time to think this through. I thanked the guy without a second glance as I slipped out of the car.

  I unlocked the front door of my apartment and walked inside as I wiped my eyes again. I put my purse on the counter along with my keys and made it to my couch before I dropped onto it and started sobbing.

  I knew Brian wasn’t the love of my life, but he deserved better than what I had just done. I deserved better. At this point, I didn’t know if I still had a job, which was everything to me right now.

  What should I do?

  The sex had been incredible. Landon had done things I’d never felt, and the response from my body had been overwhelming. He’d called it right when he’d suggested Brian just stuck his dick inside me, something that never brought me to release. This time, I got there with fingers, tongue, and cock.

  However, Landon was my supervisor. It had to stop.

  I grabbed the bottle of wine in my fridge and took my phone to my bedroom. I showered as long as the hot water lasted before drying off and pulling a big shirt over my head. I crawled into bed and drank right from the bottle like the rebel I was, knowing it was nothing like the wine I’d had at dinner. It was cheap and my bed was empty and cold, making me cry all over again.

  I woke up feeling like I’d been hit by a truck, and one look at my phone made me realize Brian had never called or texted last night. Did he even miss me? I went to get coffee and looked at my business phone after I turned it on, waiting anxiously for it to power up. I could be fired, left to start over after losing my mind a week into the job.

>   One week and I’d jumped into bed with my supervisor. What kind of whore was I?

  There were a few messages, but nothing about being fired. Landon asked me if I was all right, assured me that nobody would ever know, and told me it had been the best night of his life.

  What a difference from Brian.

  I sipped my coffee, taking some aspirin with the Vitamin water that was in the fridge. I had not had a hangover like this in some time, not since college. I made my way to the couch, thankful that it was the weekend and I could just stay home and ride this out. I longed to never go back to work and face what I did, but that was out of the question. I would just have to hold my head high and refuse to address our little tryst last night. Little…who was I kidding? It was the single best night of my life given the way he had used his body to please me so well. I swore that the man could probably give a woman an orgasm just by looking at her. It would never be me again, and I might be a bit jealous of the next woman, but nobody would have to know that.

  No, they wouldn’t. It was back to business and working on this thing with Brian at least a little bit before I gave up. Surely he could be taught the things that pleased a woman in time, since it seemed to me older men had it together.

  Guys my age couldn’t be all bad.

  I dozed throughout the day, finally willing to eat something later on. I ordered my favorite greasy sandwich from the nearby deli for delivery and pulled on sweats and a clean shirt to get the door, throwing my hair into a low ponytail before the doorbell rang. I smiled when I opened it, slipping the young guy a bill before I secured the lock and sat down with my breakfast, lunch, and dinner and some hot tea.

  By Sunday I was feeling a bit better and had finally heard from Brian. He said they got drunk on Friday, causing him to sleep all day so he didn’t know I never showed up. He made it sound so logical that I was questioning myself for being bothered. He was always the easygoing guy everyone wanted to be around. I was feeling a little less that way, but Friday was a mistake and couldn’t happen again.