The Billionaire's Wicked Virgin: A Naughty Single Father Novel

by Blythe Reid

  I kissed her harder, and my tongue delved into her mouth. I wanted her more than anything in the world, right then and there. I had never felt a lust more powerful than I did in that moment.

  I pushed her through the door, and she stopped kissing me. At first, I was worried that she was going to kick me out. But then she stepped back and pulled me with her. She closed the door behind us, and instantly, she was back to kissing me.

  As we kissed, we started removing each other’s clothing. First her shirt and then my own. Then we removed each other’s pants. We started to make our way to her bedroom.

  I gently pushed her down on the bed. She dropped to her knees in front of me and grabbed my cock with her hand. I couldn’t help but notice how huge my cock looked in her small hand. She opened her mouth and closed it around the tip. She flicked her tongue across the head, and I moaned. It felt so good. There were small bolts of pleasure each time she did it. Then she opened her mouth as big as she could and took my cock all the way in.

  “Oh, fuck,” I moaned as my cock hit the back of her throat. It felt so good, the way she was moving her mouth. I had been wanting a blow job from her for quite some time.

  When she closed her mouth around my cock, she sucked at me. She used her tongue and licked my cock all the way down to the end of it and then back up to the tip. Then, she grabbed my cock with both of her hands and began to twist around it. While she did this, she flicked her tongue back and forth across the tip of my cock. The feelings of pleasure were so intense that I almost came immediately.

  She moved her mouth all the way back down my cock, taking me all the way to the back of her throat. She didn’t even make a sound when I deep throated her. It was so hot. I placed both my hands on the back of her head and started to thrust my cock in and out of her warm mouth.

  I watched as she slid a hand between her thighs and started to play with herself. It was fucking hot to watch her masturbate while she had my cock in her mouth. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back so that she was forced to look at me.

  “I want to fuck you now,” I said to her, eager to get inside her pussy.

  She smiled at me, stood up, and then laid back on the bed, spreading her legs for me. It was a sexy fucking view, but it wasn’t what I had in mind.

  “No, I want you from behind,” I said.

  “Okay,” she said and bit her lip.

  She turned around and got on her hands and knees. She scooted back toward the edge of the bed, and I grabbed onto her hips. I closed the space between us and felt my cock pressing into her pussy. I thrusted just one time and felt my cock slide right inside of her.

  “You’re so deep inside of me,” she moaned.

  “I know,” I said. “That’s why I like it so much.”

  I squeezed her ass cheeks. It was the most perfect ass I had ever seen. It was perky and round. I held onto her hips, and I started to thrust my cock in and out of her tight little pussy. My cock was so big and so hard that I could feel her pussy stretching around me.

  It was such a turn on to know that my cock was the only one to have ever been in that pussy. I was hoping I was always going to be the only one. I wanted her pussy to be mine, always.

  I started to thrust harder and faster. I was so deep inside of her that I could feel the end of her pussy with the tip of my cock. I felt her slide her hand between her legs again and begin to massage her clit.

  “Oh, fuck,” she moaned.

  “You like when I fuck you hard, baby?” I asked her.

  She nodded her head. “I love when you fuck me hard, Daddy,” she moaned for me.

  I lifted a hand and brought it down on her ass, turning her skin pink where I’d spanked her. She moaned, and I did it again. Her moans grew louder.

  I put my hands on her hips and dug my fingers in. I held on tight as I started to fuck her harder. I could feel the tips of her fingers hitting my cock from the way she was playing with her clit. I was more than sure that she was getting closer and closer.

  “Am I gonna make this pussy come?” I asked her.

  I didn’t hear any sounds for a moment, and then suddenly, she was moaning louder than before, and I could tell she was coming.

  “Are you coming?” I asked her.

  Even when I was sure she was coming, it made me feel better to ask her. I had to know for sure that she was coming for me. I couldn’t just base it off my own guesses. I would have hated to assume she came, and then I let myself go, and everything would be over when she never actually came.

  “Yeah, I’m coming so good,” she moaned. Her voice was low when she spoke, and I could feel her legs trembling.

  When I was sure she had finished coming, I pulled my cock out of her.

  “Ride me?” I asked her.

  She nodded her head, and I got onto the bed and laid down. Then I watched as she moved herself and straddled me, slowly lowering herself. I grabbed my cock with my hand and held it up for her, and she aimed her pussy right at my cock. I felt her pussy touch the head of my cock, and I swear I almost came. I loved the way she felt. She was so tight and wet that I felt I might never get enough of it.

  She lowered herself all the way down, painfully slow, until I was fully inside of her. Then she moved herself up and down on my cock. I grabbed her sides and helped her move faster. I wanted to come so badly again. I had been dreaming about this moment since the last time that we had fucked. More than anything, I wanted to watch her face as she came. It was the hottest fucking thing I’d ever seen.

  I stopped her from bouncing up and down and helped her move back and forth. She started to grind her pussy down on me, and her hands went to her hair. I could tell she was feeling really sexy, and that turned me on even more.

  Her tight pussy was gripping my cock, and I wasn’t sure how much longer I was going to be able to hold my orgasm off for. She started to move a little faster.

  “Are you gonna come?” she asked.

  “Yeah, are you?” I asked, trying not to focus on my impending orgasm.

  She nodded her head and started moving even faster. I couldn’t hold back anymore. It felt too good, the way her pussy was moving around my cock.

  I felt my come start to fill her pussy up, and I groaned as she began to moan. Her movements became slower and slower, and I knew she was coming.

  When we were done, we laid down on her bed, her head on my chest, and fell asleep.

  14

  Alissa

  The next morning when I woke up in Spencer’s arms, I felt at peace. I felt like everything was right in the world once again. But I also realized that we didn’t talk about anything the night before. We had just had sex. Even though it was amazing and I really enjoyed it, we still hadn’t talked about our feelings for one another. I still wasn’t even a hundred percent sure how I felt about things.

  “I gotta get going,” he said. “I have to head to the clubhouse and make sure I have everything I need for my meeting. I also have to make sure everyone else is ready to go.”

  I nodded my head. “Please be safe,” I said to him. I wasn’t sure what else to say. I didn’t want him to go. I wanted him to stay with me. I was nervous about what could happen to him and the other guys.

  “I will be,” he said, but he said it so nonchalantly, like he didn’t have a care in the world. Like he wasn’t about to go face danger.

  “I’m serious,” I said. “After all the violence we’ve just seen last week, I know these guys are dangerous. You need to be careful. In fact, I don’t even want you to go.”

  “It doesn’t work that way,” he said. “I have to go if you want the violence to stop. This has to be done.”

  “Why don’t you just call the police?” I asked him. It seemed like a simple enough solution to me. It was what I would have done if I were in his position.

  “It doesn’t work that way,” he said. “I’m not a rat. We handle things on our own. I’m a big boy.”

  I couldn’t believe what he was saying. “Seriously?”
I asked. “That is the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard.”

  “Yeah, well, this conversation is dumb. And I have to go.”

  He walked out my front door.

  He was so frustrating! I picked up the pillow that was next to me and threw it at the door. I was so angry. That was when I remembered that the night before I had told him that I was going to head to the shop and help out while everybody was gone. I groaned, but went and got ready anyway. I walked down the street to the shop and went inside. When I got there, I saw Isobel, Adrian, and Louis.

  The boys greeted me and asked where their dad was. I told them that he had to go run some errands. I wasn’t sure how much he ever told them. I didn’t want to be the one telling them things if he never did.

  “How are you doing?” Isobel asked.

  “I’m good, sort of,” I said. “Except, I think that I’m in love with him.” It felt so real to say aloud. I hadn’t even really admitted it to myself yet, let alone anyone else.

  “I know,” she said. “And I think he knows, too.”

  “We got into a fight, right before he left,” I said to her.

  “About what?” Isobel asked just as a customer walked in, wanting some part for his bike. I still wasn’t sure what all the parts and pieces were that went into a motorcycle, so Isobel helped him.

  I started stocking some of the shelves with items that were low while I waited for her to finish up with the customer. As soon as the customer left, I walked back over to her. I was eager to talk to her about everything that was going on.

  “Well, it was kind of my fault,” I said to her. “I wanted him to stay and not go.”

  “Why?” she asked.

  “Because I am so worried,” I said. “I don’t know what’s going to happen to him. I wanted him to stay so that nothing bad could happen. I even told him to just call the police.”

  She laughed at me. “Girl, you will never stop worrying. Even if there isn’t any violence going on, you always get worried when they go on runs. Anything could happen to the guys on just normal runs, too. But they’ll never call the police. You have to let him handle the shit on his own. Because if you don’t, it’s only going to create a lot of resentment. You don’t want that. I know he doesn’t want that.”

  “It’s so hard to get used to, isn’t it?” I asked her.

  “Yeah, it is,” she said. “But you have to know that you’re never going to stop worrying. It doesn’t get easier. But you also need to know that he’s always going to protect you and be there for you. He’s never gonna let anything bad happen to you.”

  “Isobel, we’re hungry,” Adrian said.

  Another customer walked in. Isobel looked at me. “There are some snacks back in Spencer’s office. I’ll get the customer if you just get them a snack.”

  “Okay, I can do that,” I said to her.

  I led the boys back into their dad’s office, where I found a bunch of snacks sitting right on the desk. There were even juice boxes. I grabbed two of the juice boxes and two granola bars.

  “Thank you, Alissa,” Adrian said.

  “Thank you,” Louis sing-songed after his brother.

  “You’re welcome,” I said to both of them.

  We sat in Spencer’s office so the boys could finish their snacks. I didn’t want to dirty up the store, and I didn’t know what customers might think about two children running around and eating snacks.

  “You know when Daddy is going to be back?” Adrian asked.

  “He’ll be back soon,” I said. “Like I said, they are just running some errands.”

  “Are you going to be our new Mommy?” Louis asked.

  I laughed nervously at what he said. “I don’t know about that,” I said to him.

  My heart broke for them all over again. They had no mom. I still couldn’t wrap my head around that thought. Just as I’d quickly grown attached to Spencer and Isobel, I was also growing attached to both Adrian and Louis. It was like I’d found my missing family. I’d never felt like I belonged someplace more than I did there.

  I was madly in love with Spencer, and I had to admit it to myself, at least. But realizing that made me even more nervous. I didn’t want anything bad to happen to him. I found that I wanted to protect him and make sure that he was okay. That was why I got so frustrated with him in the first place. I needed him to see that. I didn’t want to think I’d been trying to be controlling. It was just that I didn’t know how to handle the anxiety that I had been feeling.

  When the boys finished their snacks, I led them back out to the shop, which was pretty empty again.

  “Should I be expecting not to hear from him?” I asked Isobel.

  “No. You probably won’t hear from him until he shows back up here. They aren’t really ones to hang around and call people.”

  “I guess I’ll just try to keep myself busy until he gets back,” I said, though this was more to myself than it was to her. And I think she knew that because she didn’t really bother me the rest of the day. I just continued to focus on both the boys and helping her out as much as I could. I was trying to stay busy.

  “We love spending the day with you,” Adrian said. “Can we do this more?”

  “Sure,” I said. “But I have a question. Why do you always speak for your brother?”

  “He gets nervous around people, especially when he has to ask questions,” Adrian said.

  I got down to their level and wrapped my arms around both boys. I really did hurt for them. And I hoped that I could be a little glimmer of positivity in their life. I was sure Adrian remembered his mom some, but I didn’t think there was any way Louis could. He had to have been only a year or two old when his mom left. That made my heart break even more.

  The rest of the day seemed to fly by, and pretty soon, it started to get dark out. Isobel reassured me that sometimes they’d be gone for a couple of days before anyone heard from them. It didn’t make me feel any better, but it did help me to stop thinking that they were hurt.

  15

  Spencer

  I had the Vipers club president pinned up against the wall. I’d had enough of his shit. Things had started out great, and we had actually almost come to a complete resolution. I thought maybe we were going to resolve all of our issues and be able to move on, but it seemed like he didn’t have that same idea.

  The guy tried to go for his gun. I was thankful for my fast reflexes.

  “Hey man,” I said. “I don’t think you really want to do that. Because right now, each one of my guys has one of your guys pinned down. The first people who get to their guns and pull the trigger are going to be each and every single one of my guys. So, if I were you, I would think twice about what you’re trying to do.”

  I had my hand wrapped around his throat. I wasn’t squeezing, but I was about to start because I was sick of his shit.

  “We came out here today, to talk to you guys,” Dustin said. “We wanted to work something out. It looked like it was going to head that way, and then you all went and got stupid.”

  “Now, you have two options,” I said. “We can kill you all now, or you guys can stop your bullshit, and we will let you guys go unharmed.”

  I was hoping to make myself very clear, because I didn’t want any more of their crap. I wanted it to be done and over with. I was willing to brawl with these guys, but I preferred not to.

  “All right, all right,” the club president said. “We’ll leave you guys alone. Do you know why we did what we did to you guys?”

  “No, I don’t,” I said. “Because no one even wanted to tell me. Why did it happen?” I wanted him to humor me.

  “Because one of your guys killed one of my guys,” he said.

  I looked at the guys around me. “Did one of you guys kill someone?”

  “No, it wasn’t anyone that’s in this room right now,” the president said. “It was a redhead.”

  “Michael,” Dustin and I said at the same time.

  “What?” the guy asked.

>   I looked at Dustin. “We just kicked someone out of our club. Literally just last week. I don’t know if maybe he was going around trying to get all the other clubs to fight with us. I don’t know what is going on with him. But I promise you, we’re going to get to the bottom of this, and we’re not going to let it happen again. We will handle this.” I was so angry, I saw red.

  The guy in question, Michael, had been a member of ours for about six months. So, he had been fairly new. The previous week, we had kicked him out for trading our secrets so he could buy drugs. He gave away our secret hide out and even the key to one of the places we kept weapons. Me being me, I didn’t really want to kill the guy. I told him to stay the fuck away from our city. I told him if he stepped foot in town again, then we would put a bullet in his fucking skull. I thought he had left town. But apparently, he stuck close by.

  “You can’t even control your men,” their president said.

  I gripped his throat a little tighter, and he started choking. “If I were you, I’d shut the fuck up,” I said. “We already have some major issues.”

  “Please stop, please stop.” The guy was practically begging for his life now.

  I loosened the grip around his throat, but I didn’t completely let go. “I’m serious. The violence, it stops.”

  The guy nodded his head, and I let go of him. I motioned for the rest of my guys to let go of his guys, too. We shook hands, and then we all left.

  When we pulled up to the club and went inside, I was instantly greeted by Alissa. She ran up and wrapped her arms around me. I was completely shocked. I hadn’t even really expected her to be there after the argument we had today. But there she was.

  “Does this mean I have my answer?” I asked her.

  “Yes,” she said.

  I kissed her. I kissed her hard because I was just so damn happy.

  Then I put her down and both of my boys ran up and hugged me. I picked them both up and squeezed them tight. Then I put them down and asked if they wanted to go home. They nodded their heads sleepily.