Single Dad's Surrogate: A Billionaire's Baby and Nanny Romance
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Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Single Dad’s Surrogate: A Billionaire’s Baby and Nanny Romance
Annie Young
Cassandra Zara
Zirconia Publishing, Inc.
About This Book
I gave him a baby. Now I’m ready for us to become a family…
Lily
I’m a nanny for the sexiest man alive. For years I’ve kept my crush a secret, even through our surrogate pregnancy, but now it's reached a fever.
I’ve seen how Wyatt looks at me.
Undeniable tension.
Spent restless nights in bed, dreaming about that hard body of his.
Wondering if he ever wonders what I'd do to him.
Ever day I see a strong, loving father to a young girl who needs a mother.
I see a gorgeous, damaged man who needs me.
And I'm so ready.
Ready to be his wife. Ready to be a stepmom.
Most of all, ready for a baby of my own.
Wyatt
All I ever wanted to be was a father. But raising a baby alone wasn't part of the plan.
So when the woman who carried my little girl into this world comes back into my life, of course I take the help.
But the longer I'm around her, the more I notice how much she has changed.
She’s all woman now. A body begging for my touch.
Those curves are driving me wild, and I find that I need her as much as my daughter does.
Falling in love with my nanny means risking losing everything all over again, but I’m willing to do it all over again if she can give me what I’ve always desired.
A family.
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Wyatt headed into the limo and Lily followed him. The moment that Don close the door, their hands were all over each other. Wyatt sat down onto the bench seat and pulled Lily on top of them. She straddled over his lap and placed her hands onto his shoulders.
“Hold on,” Wyatt said. “I've just got to do one thing really quickly.”
He reached over to the little digital control panel and touched a button on it. The privacy window that separated the front part of the limousine from the back went up. Now they had the entire place to themselves.
“That's better,” he said. “Now where were we?”
She pretended to think and gazed up toward the ceiling. “I think we were somewhere around... here.”
Lily then immediately leaned in and brought her lips to his. The kiss was filled with passion. There was no more hesitation between either of them. This allowed for their energies to flow and for their true desires to come to fruition. Lily could feel the electricity as it passed from her lips to his, and back to hers again.
She closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment, relaxing her weight down over his lap as she straddled him. She could feel his hands as they dropped to the top of her thighs and slowly inched upward, pulling the dress along with it.
With each passing second, their kiss became more aggressive. Soon, their tongues began to dance, darting quickly in and out of each others mouths. Lily's senses ignited. She could taste the expensive champagne on his tongue and she could smell his intoxicating cologne. Everything about the moment excited her. For the first time, she wasn't nervous or hesitant. There were no more doubts. There was just Wyatt and herself and all of the feelings that they were finally allowing themselves to feel. It was perfect.
The heat between her legs increased in intensity. There was a desperate throbbing down there, the kind that she knew could only be cured by Wyatt's touch.
Lily broke the kiss and gazed into his eyes. “I want you so badly right now.”
Wyatt was breathing heavier than before. His chest rose and fell with each deep breath. There was also the look of desire in his eyes now. It was obvious that he wanted her. His pupils had dilated almost completely and Lily was confident that it had nothing to do with the dim lighting in the back of the limousine.
“I want you, too,” he said, gently squeezing the top of her thighs with his hands. “I've wanted you for so long.”
Lily didn't reply. Instead, she leaned in once again and resumed the kiss. They both let out a soft moan the moment that there lips touched.
She dropped her weight down a little bit further, noticing that a firm bulge had begun to grow in the front of Wyatt's slacks. Feeling it between her legs created another burst of excitement in her, causing the front of her panties to become wetter than they were before. Her body was so ready to have him inside of her that it wasn't even funny. It was all she could do to keep herself from ripping his pants off right there and dropping her pussy over his cock.
She felt his hand slide up her thighs a little further. He was almost touching her ass. Not quite, but close enough to make her wish that he'd just go ahead and grab her there. She wanted him to touch her like that.
I need to be a little patient, though. I know that this is a huge step for Wyatt and I shouldn't expect him to just have his way with me right off the bad. Still, I hope Don doesn't hit any traffic on the way home, she thought. I can't wait to get back to his place. I think we'll both feel even more relaxed in the comfort of his home.
Without breaking the kiss, Lily dropped her hands down the front of Wyatt's chest. Even over his suit coat, she could feel his muscular body. He was so toned his muscles were so firm.
She suddenly realized that she had been bucking her hips back and forth just slightly, pressing her weight down over the bulge in his pants. It was creating friction in her most sensitive area and causing waves of pleasure to tingle though her. She hadn't been doing it consciously, though. It was like her body knew what it wanted and wasn't afraid to try to get it, regardless of what Lily had to say about it.
Lily gently pulled her face away from Wyatt's. Her lips tingled from the kiss and she missed his touch the moment that it was gone. In addition, she noticed that her own breathing had quickened as well. In fact, she was practically panting as she sat straddled over his lap.
“How long is limo ride going to take?” she asked, with a playful smirk…
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Contents
About This Book
Single Dad’s Surrogate
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Cha
pter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
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Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
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Single Dad’s Surrogate
Chapter 1
Lily
Lily knew that she shouldn't have wanted it as badly as she did. That muscular body and those blue, piercing eyes were too much for her to resist, though. She wasn't about to turn down an opportunity like this one.
I can't believe I'm doing this, she thought. I might regret this later, but screw it. I'll just deal with the consequences.
His hands were warm and strong as he pressed against Lily's shoulders. She moaned softly as he pinned her against the wall and brought his lips to hers. They kissed, and while they did, he released her shoulders and let his hands drift up and down her body.
She had gotten out of the shower just moments before and was only wearing a t-shirt and panties, her usual sleeping attire. Sleep, however, was the last thing on her mind now that he had decided to make a surprise visit in the middle of the night. The only thing that she was thinking about now was how amazing it was going to feel to get her brains screwed out by him.
Their tongues darted quickly in and out of each others mouths. She could taste the expensive wine on his lips. It was red wine, likely a Cabernet. She knew this not only because of the taste, but because it was his favorite thing to drink on Friday nights.
Why does he have to be so damn hot? Lily thought to herself, as she allowed her own hands to wander over his skin.
She touched his muscular back, quickly dropping her hands down to the top of his underwear. Then she brought her hands around and touched his stomach, enjoying the way her fingers dipped in and out of his flexed abdominal muscles. She could feel his breathing and noticed that an obvious heat was radiating outward from underneath the front of his underwear.
That’s what I'm looking for, she thought, dropping her hands to the source of the warmth.
Immediately, her hands collided with a large bulge underneath the front of the cotton. His cock was throbbing desperately beneath it. She touched his mushroom-shaped tip, gently outlining it with her fingers. The movement caused him to release a sexual growl. He pressed her against the wall once more, then broke the kiss.
“Do you want it?” he whispered.
She didn't say anything. She just gently tucked in her lower lip between her teeth and nodded.
The room was dimly lit by the dull glow of moonlight that poured into the bedroom window. His back was to the light, so she couldn't really make out any of his facial features. He was just a dark and muscular silhouette. Still, despite the fact that there wasn't much light in the room, she still noticed his blue eyes flicker and his pupils dilate as he gazed up and down her body.
With one hand kept firmly on her shoulder, he dropped his other hand and grabbed the bottom of her t-shirt. He pulled it upward, all the way until her breasts were released to the air. She gasped as he fondled one of them and brought his mouth to the other.
“Oh, my God,” she whispered, so softly that hardly any noise came out at all.
His lips were wrapped around her nipple as he flicked it with his tongue. She could feel the sensitive little nub get hard as he pleasured it. Each lap of his tongue made it even harder. It also created a wet desire between her legs.
She loved it. She loved every bit of it. The way he took control, the way he made it obvious how attractive he thought she was, the way that it seemed as though he couldn't get enough of her. It made her feel special and beautiful. It made her feel like she was queen of the world whenever he was there. She still wondered if they should really be doing this, but anticipation and desire had replaced most of her doubts.
He circled her areola with his tongue a few times, then gently pulled away. As he backed his face off, he kept his lips on her nipple until it popped out of his mouth. The movement created a wet kissing noise, that for some reason, turned Lily on even more. When she glanced down, she noticed that her pink nub was standing tall away from her breast. Freshly coated in his saliva, it now reflected the moonlight.
“You're fucking perfect,” he said, practically growling.
Before she could utter a response, he brought his face to her other breast and began giving it equal attention. Her body tingled with pleasure and the wetness between her legs intensified. She was ready to have him inside of her. Her pussy throbbed, practically begging for his manhood.
Still, she didn't want to rush it. She wanted to savor this as much as she could. Like the fine wine that was on his lips, sex with him was meant to be sipped, not chugged. As badly as she wanted to rip that underwear straight off of him and shove his cock into her hole, she knew that if she just relaxed and enjoyed the sensual dance that it would end up being much more gratifying in the end.
She brought her hands to the top of his shoulders and squeezed the muscles. They were firm and chiseled, the obvious result of years and years spent going to the gym to lift weights. She admired the way that they felt in her small hands and how they flexed with his movements.
He's just so perfect, she thought. Even if he is a decade older than I am. Who cares? It's not like I've ever met a man my own age that turns me on like this.
It was true, too. She dated tons of guys in their early twenties, but nobody compared to him. Maybe that was what she loved most about him. Maybe it wasn't just the fact that he was rich, and handsome and sweet. There was a possibility that a big part of her attraction was simply because he was a man. A real man. The kind of man that you bring home to Mom and show him off like he's the greatest thing to ever walk the earth. And in Lily's mind, whether she was ready to admit it or not, he was just that; the greatest man on earth.
He dropped to his knees and wrapped his hands around the back of her ass, squeezing her cheeks. She gazed down at him, watching with anticipation as he kissed her stomach, just below her belly button. She was breathing harder now and was beyond turned on. She couldn't see it, but she was confident that the front of her panties had soaked through by now.
His lips grazed her stomach as he dropped further down, stopping when he reached the top of her panty line. Then he released her ass, slipped his fingers into the waist strap and jerked her underwear down to her knees in one quick motion.
God yes, she thought to herself. Taste me.
Once her panties were past her knees, they fell the rest of the way down to her ankles on their own. She kicked them to the side with one foot. Immediately after, he leaned forward. He kissed just above her pussy. Then he made his way down until his tongue gently grazed her sensitive clit.
“Oh, fuck,” she groaned, leaning her head back until it met the wall behind her.
Her eyes rolled up toward the heavens and her jaw dropped. Pleasure flowed through her, saturating every part of her body. He began flicking his tongue against her clit, lapping at it quickly and aggressively, like it was something he'd been waiting years to taste.
She couldn't even think. It felt too amazing for her to focus. The only thing that existed right then was the bliss that he created with his t
ongue. It was incredible and unlike anything she'd ever felt. It beat the hell out of any sex toy she owned and was most definitely better than what any other guy had ever been able to give her. It created a kind of euphoria that left her breathless and her hands scratching the top of his shoulders.
“My God, you're good at this,” she whispered, after reminding herself to breath.
He growled sexually. The vibration transmitted from his vocal cords, through his lips and into her clit. She gasped, as a wave of ecstasy pulsated through her.
Whatever he was doing with his tongue was nothing short of pure magic. It was the perfect dance. It was like he knew her body better than she did. With perfect pressure and rhythm, he moved his tongue up and down the folds of her pussy. Each wave of pleasure that it created was more powerful than the last and soon, she found herself rising upward toward orgasm.
“I'm coming.” She mouthed the words, but not a single sound actually escaped her lips. She was too lost in the throes of pleasure to create any noise other than a guttural groan from her throat.
Still, it was as though he had read her mind. He began moving his tongue more quickly, bringing pressure to all the right places as he ate her out. She drew in a quick breath through her teeth, creating a soft hissing noise. Then she held it as she rode one of the waves upward, letting it take her to the top of orgasm.