Irish Billionaire's Lost Daughter

by Nicki Jackson

  This fire of longing I felt for him was impossible to put out. It wasn’t just physical. I needed to be around him. I wanted Calum next to me. Eternally. Even though it was rash and stupid considering the circumstances, I wanted to live in the moment.

  I’d never loved a man like I loved Calum. I could not stifle my rekindled feelings.

  Chapter 11

  Calum

  My stomach twisted into knots. It was time. She had to know the truth.

  I ogled the sight of her, seated on the chair, her head tilted back to look at me. She looked so confused. I cringed at the realization that when I told her the truth, she might turn away from me forever.

  “Nina?”

  She lifted her brows, arched over large almond-shaped brown eyes. “Hmm?”

  “There’s something you should know.”

  She stood up, and my heart skipped a beat. Her hands slid up my chest to my neck and her thumb rubbed my bottom lip. The reflection of the ocean in her irises stole my breath. She shook her head slowly, and my eyes closed when her soft lips trailed along the curve of my jaw, down to my throat. Her hands sild under the fabric of my shirt to stroke my chest.

  My breath hitched. I knew exactly what she was doing. She was stopping me. She didn’t want to know the truth, not right now. She wanted something else.

  And God, I wanted it, too.

  I clutched her hands over my chest, pinning them onto me, and turned my head to the side. Her lips found mine and the soft brushing strokes only fanned my fiery need into an inferno.

  Her shattered breath against my lips made me pull away from the handrail. Holding her hand, I led her along the deck and down into the cabin.

  The wide berth was covered in fresh white sheets. Without a word, she sat atop the edge and leaned back on her hands.

  There was no question about what was going to happen. I walked over, my knuckles caressing the side of the face and down to cup her nape. I leant over and my mouth opened wide over hers in a deep, consuming kiss that sent her moaning into my mouth.

  Her fingers tightened on my shirt fabric at the sides of my waist, her nails gently scraping my flesh. I tilted my head, deepening the kiss. A groan ripped from my chest when she offered me her tongue. I toyed with it, sucking it into my mouth.

  Her hands slid lower to my fly, and I chuckled gently on her lips, helping her get the job done. Pulling away briefly, I yanked my shirt off while she unzipped my trousers with fingers that shook. Unashamedly, holding her gaze, I undid the last of the garments, standing naked in front of her.

  Her indrawn breath was my undoing. Her eyes glued to my cock. It stood hard and upright, pointing toward her, and when she gently cupped my balls in her small hands my head fell back.

  It wasn’t unmistakable brush of her lips against the head of my cock which sent me spiraling into madness. I took her hands, lifting them to my lips, kissing her fingertips one by one. And then I yanked her up to stand by her wrists. Her body crushed against mine. Her breasts spilled over the lace bra on her delectable body. The connection. Warm flesh on mine, made my balls lift in urgent want.

  My hands roved over her body, undoing the clasp of her bra sliding down to push her pants off her body. When she lay back on the berth again, I was on top of her. Her lean toned legs wrapping around my hips, her hips lifting for some contact with my cock.

  I rested my cock against her pussy, never penetrating, and the moist warmth radiated through me. My mouth met hers, my hands stroking the sides of her face reverently.

  “I can’t believe you’re here,” I muttered against her lips, urging her lips to part. When they did, our bodies tangled together in a rhythmic dance. I circled my hips against her, my cock grinding the soft, swollen flesh between her thighs.

  Her short nails dug into the flexing muscles of my back, pulling me down. I released her lips, my mouth trailing a moist path to her ear. She whined like a wounded being when I licked the inside of her ear. When she lurched away from the exploration. I leant down and caught the hardened peak of her nipple.

  “Oh, Calum.” The moan, dripping with languorous need, made me suck hard on the peak. My hand kneading the firm breast, squeezing it. The tip seemed to secrete sweet liquid into my mouth, consumed with insatiable need. I sucked harder, her hands in my hair, tugging at handfuls yet pressing me down harder onto her breasts. I slowly pushed a hand between our bodies to cover her pussy. She lurched, then relaxed, riding my fingers as I slipped them along the moist crevice. It was slick; her body ached for me, secreting her want onto my palm. I rubbed it over her pussy, finding her clit and burnishing it in deep slow strokes that I knew she loved.

  I remembered. I remembered every touch that drove her wild with ecstatic need. I knew every move that would drive a moan from her full, delicious lips. Our bodies moved together. I thrust my cock slowly against the inside of her soft thighs while rubbing her clit. When she came, her little body shuddered savagely, her thighs clamping together.

  I forced her legs apart and caught her vibrating climax in my mouth.

  “Uhh.” Her hips lifted. Her body reverberating with renewed vigor as I licked her clean and explored the crevices with my flattened tongue and greedy lips.

  Her hands on in my hair, I glanced up at her from my vantage point trapped between her thighs. Her head had fallen back, her breasts lay apart and shaking as she held me in place and rode my mouth. Her pussy spasmed in the enclosure of my lips and I lifted quickly, holding my cock by the root and pushing it into her. My cock stiffened in greed to feel the spasm of orgasm tightening around it.

  I grunted as I gave it what it wanted. My weight on my knees. My hands crushing her soft breasts and pulling them up together. As I thrust hard into her, it was enough force to jerk her higher on the berth.

  Her moan resounded in the empty cabin. I drew back all the way and lunged hard again. Forcing her body up higher. Her hands lifted, reaching for my shoulders.

  “Come closer. Come here.”

  A smile played on my lips when I curved my body over her. Her legs lifted to wind around my waist, and I hooked my arms beneath her shoulders. Pinning her in place, holding her down while my cock thrust up inside her.

  She cried out, the thrust landing to deep, her cheeks flushed.

  “You’re here. You’re really here.” I hissed fervently, kissing her with madness, thrusting hard and fast, plunging into her in quick jerks. When she shoved me back, I lifted off her, leaning my back against the back wall of the cabin, and she came over me, riding my cock. Her hips slid back and forth on my thighs, her hair falling over half of her flushed face. Her eyes half closed, she was a picture of euphoria. There was no drug this potent.

  Nothing sweeter than feeling the inside of your body.

  She chuckled shortly, her eyes closing. “Oh, you’re so deep. You feel so good.”

  Her arms wrapped around my shoulders in a tender embrace. Her lips pressed into the curve of my neck as she bit onto a mouthful of my flesh. Her teeth cut into my skin for a moment before she caught my lip in her mouth. When I released her body to clutch the sides of her face, she moaned, sliding off my thighs. I felt my cock popping out of her.

  “Fuck!” I growled when she fell onto all fours, taking a large mouthful of my cock. My head slammed against the wall as I clenched my eyes shut, the hot, slick warmth of her mouth replacing her pussy sucking off her quim.

  I held the back of her head gently, watching her in awe, still seated with my legs slightly apart as she sucked me clean. Her fists caught the root, squeezing, making me jerk. I felt the hot burst of precum spilling onto her tongue and she moaned against the taste. Instead of stopping she squeezed my root harder, waiting for another rewarding spurt.

  I lifted onto my knees, giving her easier access, and reached over to grab one ass cheek. Grabbing her waist, I yanked her body sideways. Her mouth never left my cock.

  I slid my finger down her crack over her asshole, circling the tightening, clenching opening with my finger.
Letting my finger slip through the juices of her pussy, I dragged the lube to her asshole and pushed my fingertip inside her.

  Her mouth abandoned my cock. Her head lifted. A crazed, sexy look was on her face. Her lips swollen and parted. Her face covered with tangled hair. I rocked my finger inside her and she held my shoulders, her face inches from mine, holding my gaze.

  “You’re so fucking tight.”

  “Cum for me,” she moaned. “Cum for me. please.”

  Her voice broke at the sweet request, and her mouth lowered onto my cock again.

  My eyes closed, my body succumbed to the hot sucks and tight fisting. I jerked, spilling my load in her mouth.

  She fell to her side on the berth, pulling me by arm.

  We lay on our sides, our gaze unbroken.

  No words were said. We were together again. And it was as passionate and wild as it had been the three years ago.

  Her finger slid through the sparse hair at the center of my chest. With a playful smile, she pushed me onto my back, straddling my left thigh. Her pussy spread onto the hair on my leg, she ground herself back and forth.

  “My turn,” she announced with a smile. I slid my hands beneath my head to watch her comfortably. A smile played at my lips. Pretty soon, it was no joke anymore. My cock hardened quickly at the sight of her full breasts swaying before me. Her hands on my chest as she rubbed her pussy back and forth over my thighs.

  “I’m going to cum again.” Her eyes closed and her breath hitched. The grinds became more frenzied. I yanked her up by the waist, breaking the contact of her pussy with my thigh. I pulled her down atop my cock. Her cry was loud as I planted her on my hard cock.

  “Ride me now, my darling.”

  She rocked back and forth, harder and faster until she looked nearly crazed. Her pussy clenched and relaxed on my cock, drawing the cum out of it prematurely. I pushed her down onto her back as I pounded hard and fast in her, emptying my load deep into the opening her cervix. Sated, I lay atop her, bracing my weight on my elbows lest I crushed her, her arms wrapped around me.

  “You’re inside me again.”

  The disbelief, the wonder—we felt the same way. As if we’d found something precious that was lost long ago. My cock grew soft inside her It slipped out wetly as I fell to my side. Her head was nestled against my shoulder. The sun shone in through the window, making her ebony-skinned body glisten with a sheen of gold. I stroked the lift of her bare hip along the mouthwatering dip of her waist and up her arm.

  When I reached her mouth, she nipped at my fingertips playfully.

  I grinned, and joy erupted in me full force. I was a ball of happiness and contentment. Nina was with me, and I wished there were no questions, no secrets, no fears of the future. I also wished I’d made different choices in the past. Because no matter how hard I fought it, there was no denying the truth.

  I had never stopped loving Nina.

  Nina bit her lower lip. I stole it from her.

  “This is mine.” I whispered against her mouth as I tugged her lip gently between my teeth.

  Her gasp was followed by the imperceptible pressing of her body closer to mine. Her breath was hot against my chest, her hands territorial on my shoulder.

  “Calum?”

  Reluctantly, I released her lips and she nibbled my chin, shifting over my stubble-covered jaw and down my neck. The short, wet lick over my Adam’s apple made my cock harder. I clutched her by the hip, my fingers squeezing into the flesh, and pulled her blatantly over the evidence of my unending need of her. The hard shape of my dick pressed against her navel, branding her with my heat.

  “I’m still in love with you, Calum.”

  I froze at the sweet admission. Nina was unspoiled and innocent. She was also honest and straightforward. While I continued to lay there and muse about a future with her, hiding my true feelings, she’d come out with the truth with such intense naivete.

  I stared at her in awe, in a mixture of pleasure and shock. Making love to Nina would have to wait. I could watch this face of hers for hours and be content. Leaning down, I kissed her urgently. My lips glided possessively over her mouth, my tongue probing the seam of her lips. When she offered me her tongue, I let it glide over mine. We were panting by the time I broke the kiss.

  My mind was a furor of possibilities, struggling to find a way out of predicament.

  I had to find a solution.

  I couldn’t get let Nina go. I couldn’t part with her again.

  “I have a proposition.”

  She smiled drowsily, pushing her body closer mine. “Do you?”

  My jaw clenched at the gravity of what I was about to ask made me tense in fear. Everything—our future—and my happiness, depended on her answer. “Will you consider moving to Newport? Moving in with me?”

  She stiffened in my arms. That’s not what she had expected to hear when she told me she loved me. It had been moment of weakness. A moment of rushing emotion in the aftermath of orgasm. She hadn’t considered what the consequences would mean. Sharing my life meant being cut off from the world.

  If she chose me, she chose to cut ties off with her life.

  What the fuck was I thinking? How could I even consider asking her this question?

  Being associated with me would put her life in eternal jeopardy. I was asking for too much, but I couldn’t not ask.

  I was smart, but I was also human and selfish. I wanted Nina and my child close to me. I needed Nina and Zoe to light up my bleak future.

  I smoothed the hair off her face to calm her. “You can think about it. It’s the only way we can be a family.”

  Chapter 12

  Nina

  Zoe was curled against Calum’s chest while he read her a book. In the story, there was a beast and a princess. Calum animated the beast’s dialogue with a hoarse, gravelly voice, and Zoe squealed with laughter every time.

  I was grinning the whole time. Even though the TV was on, I’d turned it mute and was riveted to the charming story-telling session. From the corner of my eye, I spotted Isabel in the kitchen, smiling, peering at her son and granddaughter while she held a book. The entire moment was intensely surreal. So, this is what it was like to have a complete family?

  My own mother had passed away when I was five. For as long as I could remember, it had been just me and my dad. This moment satiated some deep seated longing from my childhood.

  Zoe had two parents who were alive and well. Calum doted on her. As soon Zoe returned to the ‘real’ world and her ‘real’ life, it couldn’t include her father. It simply couldn’t.

  Unless we didn’t go back to the real world. And stayed in the little seaside heaven.

  It was a big commitment to make. That reminder was enough to give me the chill of denial. I couldn’t possibly leave behind my life, my business, and stay here.

  But Zoe will have the family you never had.

  I bit my lip as I remembered Myles. The proposition Calum had made.

  Calum had made that proposition not knowing the facts about my visit to this seaside cottage.

  I hadn’t been completely honest with Calum. There was a reason I had come here to Newport. The niggling guilt grew as I watched Calum read the beast’s dialogues in a hoarse tone... This was a side of him I’d never even dreamt of seeing. Yet here I was.

  When Calum found out the truth about Myles and the FBI, and the fact that I’d granted myself a week with him before I turned him in… he would lose all faith in me. That scared me. It made me stiffen in sheer panic. I was, in essence, cheating on Calum. I was betraying his trust. I was going to snatch away life as he knew it, and plant him in prison.

  It seemed almost wrong—picturing Calum in prison. That place was for murderers, and robbers. Calum was neither. I could bet my life on that. I also was horribly biased. Because I was madly in love with Calum. I wished fervently for him to continue being in Zoe’s life. To take her to school and help with her homework and teach her how to ride a bike and sail that boat
of his.

  Without her father, Zoe would miss out on so much. Just as I had missed out on so much without a mother. I didn’t want to leave that gaping hole in my daughter’s life. Unlike mine, Zoe’s life could be full. All I had to do was move to Newport.

  At least Zoe will have the chance to grow up with a father.

  A father who loves her.

  A father who I assumed also loved Zoe’s mother.

  “What are you daydreaming about?”

  I hadn’t realized I was staring frozen-eyed at him and our daughter. Now Calum was grinning at me with that mischievous, knowing gleam in his eye.

  He lifted a brow and smirked. “Earth to Nina. What are you thinking?”

  I smiled and sat up straighter, biting my lip to fight the massive lovesick grin that lit my face. Gosh, I loved this man.

  “I’m daydreaming about ice cream. What do you say?”

  Chapter 13

  Calum

  I wiped Zoe’s little mouth with a tissue. Never had I imagined I’d be seated in a food court at this Newport town center with my daughter, and derive such gratification from the glee on her face. All while she tried her best to moisturize her whole face with ice cream.

  “Do you like it?”

  Zoe grinned and took another bite off her cone. It smeared all over her chin and nose, and I pulled out a fresh tissue to clean her mouth.

  Nina chuckled from beside me. Leaning back in her chair, her leg swinging as it rested over the other.

  “What are you laughing at?” I chortled.

  “You can’t wipe her mouth after every little bite, Calum. She’ll take a million teensy ones.”

  I drew the tissue back, and Zoe had already smeared her chin with more ice cream. “So, what I do? Just let her get messy?”