Single Dad’s Spring Break

by Rye Hart

  “You paid them to get me in sooner?” I let out a breath and held back a smile. Of course, he wouldn’t want to sit and wait any longer than he had to.

  “It’s one of the perks of being wealthy, so get used to it.” He flashed an awkward smile as he followed me back.

  “I’ve had to get used to a lot of things that were done without my asking.” I felt his hand in the small of my back and glared at him as if to warn him to get his hands off of me, while inside I wanted his hands everywhere. A slow ache throbbed in my core, as I’d been sex-starved for months since that last time together.

  “I’m going to stay out here until you both know what you’re having, and then you can come and get me,” Kayla said, giving me a hug.

  I went in and was laid back in the chair as the ultrasound tech pulled my shirt up over my belly and tucked it up under my breasts. Then he prepared the wand and got the jelly ready as Reed watched with a protective glare and he brought up images that we couldn’t make out. But Reed’s eyes really lit up when the baby’s heartbeat came through the machine. I realized he hadn’t heard it yet.

  “Is that Bella’s heart?” he asked the tech.

  “No, that’s your baby’s heartbeat, and this,” he pointed at the screen, “is your baby.” He snapped some images and typed something on the screen as Reed’s eyes ringed red.

  He seemed so alone, as alone as I’d felt over the past four months. I reached over and took his hand. His eyes met mine as he squeezed my hand.

  “Would you like to know the sex of the baby?”

  We both answered with a blurted, yes, and then he laughed and told us the information we’d longed months to hear.

  “It’s a boy.”

  Tears fell from Reed’s eyes, and he leaned down and hugged me. “I love you, Bella. Thank you.”

  “Thank you, Daddy.” I knew at that moment that I’d forgiven him.

  EPILOGUE - REED

  Bella was sexier than ever while pregnant, and I was so glad that we had gotten back together where I could keep a protective eye on her. She’d gotten so round and off balance that I was afraid of her falling again and hurting herself or the baby.

  We only had about two months to go until Reed Patrick Harrington Jr. was due to be born. Along with all the joy of experiencing this journey with her, the sex was better than ever.

  I’d move to Phoenix, and as soon as the baby was born, we’d sell the house and buy a new one, but I didn’t want to uproot them too soon.

  “Reed?” Bella’s voice had me on my feet, and I walked into the bathroom to find her sitting in the tub, her big baby bump now the size of a basketball.“I’m ready for you to help me out.”

  I’d not let her in and out of the tub alone for months now, and while it irritated her to no end, she was a good sport about it. I grabbed the towel and readied it on the counter and then I took her hand as she stood. Her skin was supple and pink and her nipples pebbled from the cold air. She’d pinned her hair up, and the few tendrils that had managed to escape were wet and dripped onto my hand as I wrapped her in the towel.

  “He’s finally still.” She held a hand against her middle to feel our son who was quite the little kicker. He loved bath time, and I couldn’t wait until I had him in my arms bathing him.

  “He knows it’s our private time.” I pulled her closer and kissed her, leaning a bit more forward for her these days to avoid the bump. I lifted her up, and she wrapped her arms around me as I carried her to the bed.

  I placed her down atop the soft cotton sheets, and she grabbed my arms pulling me to her mouth. “I’m so horny, Reed. I think it’s getting worse the bigger I get.”

  “It’s the pressure. It’s hitting all the right places lately.” She nodded as she took my hand and placed it on the slick mound between her legs. I rubbed her with a firm pressure that had her mouth falling open in ecstasy.

  “Yes, don’t stop. Right there.” I wasn’t even on her clit, but the downward pressure was hitting its intended target. Her knees pinched together tight, and I belted a laugh.

  “You are worked up.” I slipped my hand between her legs and let my fingers part her folds, gathering the juices. “You’re so fucking wet too, Bella. I’m going to taste that honey.” I slipped down between her legs and dragged my tongue across the tender spot. Then I dipped lower, deeper, lapping at her wet pussy, the sweet taste of her desire making my mouth water for more.

  She sat up and reached for my pants and tugged them down and when my cock sprang free, she gripped it tight. Then her warm, wet mouth closed around my head as she jerked me from my base till her chin got in the way. The long strokes had my balls aching, and I gripped her hair and worked her head on me, pulling her deeper and deeper with each thrust. She’d gotten her deep-throating down pat, and she took it past her tonsils and held it there. She pulled off as her eyes watered and my hands massaged her sensitive tits.

  My fingers tweaked her nipples, which were both trickling milk like sap from a tap, and I pulled my cock free and knelt down to bring her full breasts to my mouth as I slipped my fingers deep into her channel.

  She threw her head back and moaned as I circled them with my tongue. “Did you know you’re leaking?” Her eyes widened, and she looked down, her cheeks flared red at the sight of her dripping nipples.

  “They must have just started that. I’d hoped it wouldn’t happen until later.” She crossed her arms over her front. “I’m sorry.”

  “Don’t be.” I pulled her hand away and closed my mouth over her tight bud and licked it clean. I didn’t pull, I wasn’t going to do that unless she wanted.

  “Suck me,” she said. Her voice was just a whisper, but she cradled my head in her arms, and I sucked, pulling a nice hot taste of her. It was rich and smooth, and she turned, pulling me off of one tit and offering me the other. “Please, Reed.” My hand worked her pussy steady as I pulled another taste into my mouth. She writhed as the orgasm overtook her, and she bucked her hips, fucking my fingers. Her pussy gripped them, and I couldn’t wait any longer.

  I stood up and lay her back, her big belly and breasts made her look as gorgeous as a goddess and I parted her knees and readied my cock at her entrance. But then I lifted her hips, and she moaned out as I nudged my tip into her.

  “It’s so intense that I feel like I’m going to come apart.” I pushed deeper, knowing now that I wasn’t going to hurt her. I rocked my hips, fucking her steadily until she cried out with pleasure and tears rolled from her eyes.

  “Bella, am I hurting you?” I stopped pounding and slowed my pace which was sweet torture, but she shook her head.

  “Please don’t stop!” She rolled her hips against me like a hungry whore, and I rubbed her breasts, spreading her milk and then rubbing it across her belly and down to her soft mound. I used it for lubricant as I rubbed her tight little bud and ground my cock in deeper.

  “Faster, Reed. Please.”

  I loved the way she begged, but I couldn’t deprive her for long, so I sped my pace, her belly and tits rocking so hard that they slapped against each other softly.

  “On your knees, Bella.” I pulled my cock free and turned her over onto all fours. Her sweet little ass tilted to accommodate me, and she glanced over her shoulder as I pushed into her soaking wet hole.

  “Yes, I’m going to come, I’m so close.” She moaned and slipped her hand down to rub her clit as I thrust and my balls slapped against it. Soon, she put the hand down to brace herself as she shuddered through her release. Her pussy tightened and milked my cock, and it felt so good that I felt my release right on the edge. I pulled back and turned her over.

  “I want to suck it,” she said with a seductive tone as she licked her lips.

  I put her on her knees and gripped her tits and pressed them together. “I want to fuck these while you do.” She nodded, and I pressed her tits around my cock, stroking through them nice and slow while she sucked my head. Her skin was like silk, and her mouth was so sexy, I was ready to come.
r />   “I’m close, baby. You want it?”

  Her eyes widened, and she nodded as my balls tightened. Then she took me to her throat as the first splash of cum hit her tongue. She gulped, letting her throat do a little milking on my head, and then she slipped it out of her mouth and ran her lips against the side of it, down the length to my balls. She worshiped it, rubbing it on her face as the last shots of cum hit her cheek. She ran her fingers through to gather it and licked then clean.

  Her breasts had leaked a bit more, and it was on my hands, so I lifted her up and led her into the bathroom with me. “Looks we’re both going to have to clean up now.”

  “Only if you promise me round two in the shower.”

  I turned on the water and looked at her, her sassy little smile bright and her face flushed and panting from our sex, and I knew there was no reason to wait another minute to ask her what had been on the back of my mind since the day she’d taken me back.

  I loved her. There was no question, and the things we’d shared, they were so intimate that I wanted to make her mine. Forever.

  She stopped and touched my face. “Reed? Are you okay?”

  “Marry me, Bella. Before the baby comes, please. Marry me?” We had discussed the subject of marriage only once, and that was to agree that it wasn’t something we wanted to rush into, so I wasn’t sure if she was going to agree.

  It was the longest minute of my life. She seemed to search my eyes so long, and the expression on her face was unreadable, the tears could have meant anything as they pooled in her eyes and fell to her cheeks.

  “Yes. If you’re sure, that’s what you want?”

  “I love you. That’s all the reason I need.”

  She fell against me, and our mouths met, sealing the deal. She pulled away and covered her mouth. “Oh, Reed, we’ll have so much to do for the wedding before the baby comes. But I want to do it as soon as possible.” She seemed worried like we might not get it done.

  “Relax. Get Kayla to help you, and spare no expense.”

  “I was thinking Vegas, but I won’t be able to travel in another month.”

  “Then we’ll go as soon as you’re ready.”

  “You mean it? Tomorrow?” She was so excited that she was practically jumping up and down and making me terribly nervous.

  “Tonight, if you want.” I pulled her close and kissed her. “We have the whole world at our feet.”

  “And funny enough, you’re all I need.” The words meant so much to me, and I knew that I’d chosen the right girl for me. We’d been through so much, but I knew we’d have forever.

  “So what do you think you want to do with all your money?” I asked her when we were tucked into bed.

  “Hmmm, I’ve been thinking that I might want to blow at least half of it on some killer shoes. Maybe some Jimmy Choo’s?” she giggled.

  I knew that wasn’t her style, but I loved to hear her laugh so I entertained it. “Well then I’m calling Jimmy right now and telling him to get his ass to Phoenix.” I said and she laughed some more.

  After a moment, I grew serious though. “Seriously though, you can do whatever you want with it. I meant it when I said it was yours.”

  She looked at me and a smile spread across her face. “I don’t need it Reed, I have you and Jr. That’s enough for me.”

  I knew that I was the luckiest man in the world; luckier than I deserved to be.

  “I have a surprise for you,” I told her, reaching into the drawer of the night stand and pulling out some legal papers. I handed them to her and watched her face as she read them.

  “Are these real?” she asked, tears springing to her eyes.

  “They’re real,” I assured her.

  I had purchased a gallery just for Bella to showcase her work and set aside a hefty sum of money for scholarships for local kids to be able to attend art schoo, and I’d put it all in her name.

  “No one besides my mother has ever believed in me like this,” she said, wiping at her tears.

  “Well, I do. I love you, Bella.”

  And just like that, all was right in my world.

  The End

  HOT BASTARD NEXT DOOR

  A Boy Next Door, Second Chance Romance

  CHAPTER ONE - DUNCAN KELLEY

  Last night must have been one wild ride.

  The woman next to me was growing hotter by the second and not because of her looks, but because her body heat was more than I could stand. I pulled back the covers and let in some air, exposing her tight little ass in the process.

  Sure, she was hot, but things wouldn’t go any further with her than the sex we’d had the night before. Though she was a nice girl, her personality left a lot to be desired. I needed a woman that had talent aside from giving good head, and passion for something other than how to spend my money. I wasn’t in the market for a girl who acted like the only reason she existed was to please me. Don’t get me wrong, there was a time when that much would have been appealing, but I’d learned well enough that it only goes so far. At the end of the day, I wanted someone I could stand talking to about nothing in particular; someone who might have an opinion other than what they thought I wanted to hear.

  Even the absence of the covers wasn’t making things any better with the inferno curled up against me. I slid away from her and sat up hoping she’d wake up soon so I could show her the door. I had a few things I needed to take care of today and playing host to another one-night-stand wasn’t on the list.

  The phone rang and as I went to silence it, Katherine rolled over and opened her eyes. I got up and headed to the bathroom with my phone.

  “Hello,” I said as I took care of my morning duties.

  “Do you have to answer the phone while you’re taking a piss, Duncan?” My sister’s tone was as always grating at that time of morning.

  “Yes. It’s not my fault you called and woke me up.” I had told her for years to stop calling when the crickets were still chirping, but she had never gotten the hint. Katherine walked in once I was finished and turned on the shower.

  “Want to join me?” she asked with a whisper.

  I shook my head, but Shauna was already onto me. “Duncan Kelley, you’ve got company? This time of morning? You’ll never change.”

  “What’s so bad about that?” I made my way to the kitchen where I washed my hands at the sink and then started a pot of coffee before grabbing a bagel.

  “What’s so bad? Oh, so I suppose I will be meeting the lovely lady? What’s her name, Lexi? Roxie? Vixen? Dancer? Prancer?”

  Despite my sister’s accusations, I hadn’t graced a strip club in some time.

  “No, there won’t be any meeting, and her name is Katherine.” I hated that my sister felt the need for me to explain my lifestyle. I was a bachelor and ex-SEAL, and I’d earned my right to live any damned way I wanted. Besides, it wasn’t like I was going to fall in love. I’d given up my heart years ago and other than amazing sex, I didn’t have much to offer.

  She made a sound of aggravation, and it rattled through the phone. “I just think—”

  “I know what you think, Sis, and you swore to me that we wouldn’t talk about that.”

  “You mean her.”

  I froze, and my coffee turned bitter in my mouth. Not only had my sister promised not to nag me about my social life, but we’d sworn years ago not to talk about my old relationship with her best friend, Rachel Dean.

  “Yeah, that and other things, but I suppose since you brought her up there’s no harm in me asking how she is.” I had often wondered what she turned up doing. Had she married, had children? The hollow spot in my chest grew tender.

  “You mean you really want to know?” My sister had never forgiven me for leaving things with Rachel the way I had, but I had never taken the time to explain things to her. Rachel was too young to devote her life to me. When I was preparing to leave for the military, she was only a sophomore, and I hadn’t wanted her to put her dreams on hold for mine. She had so much talent
and life in her that I knew she’d have a great future ahead. Her father knew it too and had his plans all laid out for her. As much as I regretted to this day what I’d done, the way I’d done it would haunt me to my dying day. She’d deserved so much better.

  He’d been the town’s leading attorney, so naturally, he’d wanted his daughter to follow in his footsteps. But I could never see it, not my Rachel. She was too much a free spirit to be cooped up in a courtroom. She needed a paintbrush in one hand and a book in the other. She was going to be so much more, and waiting for me was never an option.

  “Yeah, so is she a powerhouse attorney like her old man wanted?” Her adventurous spirit and artistic dreams were more fitting for a gallery or a trip around the world, always had been.

  “She’s fine. Just fine. But that’s not what I called to talk to talk to you about.”

  And just like that, the conversation about Rachel was over, as usual. I had asked for it though. I’d been the one who wanted to keep my memories preserved, and the tiny pieces of whatever lay hardened and stone-like in that dark cavity where my heart should be left untouched.

  “So, spill it, I haven’t got all day, I’ve got to run Katherine out so I can salvage what’s left of my weekend.” With any luck at all, I’d make nine holes and get my car washed and diapered dry.

  “You’re impossible. I thought you might like to know that there’s a new job opening up. Harris called me about it last night. It’s perfect for you.” Her fiancé, Harris Connor had helped me land some of my more eccentric clients, but the money had always out-weighed the drama that came with them.

  “Yeah, well all my guys are tied up in contracts. So, it will have to be me.” We’d been so busy lately that I’d had to start taking on jobs again instead of only managing the business. I didn’t mind doing a job or two, as long as it was something interesting. Harris’ connections usually were.

  She let out a breath. “Yes, I remember you saying that. This one is tailor-made for you. I wouldn’t want you trusting it to just anyone.”