Baby Daddy (Bad Boy Billionaires Book 4)By: Jessa James
We collapsed against each other, me still propped up on top of his cock, braced against the wall. Wyatt moved backwards, pulling out slowly so we could both enjoy the sensations.
“Thank you,” I whispered, looking up through my lashes to meet his eyes. “That really was the best birthday present ever.” He smiled boyishly, looking shy and flattered all at once.
“If it makes you feel any better, that was the best present I’ve ever had, too,” Wyatt whispered back. We let the space between us grow quiet as he released me to let my legs touch the floor. We let the silence grow between as we scavenged for our clothes on the floor. They were crumpled like paper and my hair was just a total rat’s nest – there was no way I was getting out of this country club without everyone knowing.
Just as I was about to ask Wyatt to smuggle me out of there so no one could see the mess I’d become, there was a small knock at the door. Wyatt scrambled to hide behind the door as I jumped to unlock it and peered through the crack.
I let my breath out in a whoosh – it was just Emma and she had, graciously, come bearing gifts. A hairbrush, a new shirt, and some deodorant. “I keep these things on hand now, you know… just in case,” she explained, and I blush from head-to-toe. I still grasped her arm in silent thanks before I nearly slammed the door in her face and pulled my violet wrinkled shirt back over my head. I pulled on the new rose-toned blouse that Emma had given me and roughly brushed my hair.
All the while, Wyatt watched me silently, his eyes looking me over like he couldn’t believe we had just fucked. I couldn’t either. I dragged the deodorant under my arms and stood in the mirror to assess myself. My makeup was slightly smudged but it looked good - that sultry, “I just got fucked” look that I always tried to go for but couldn’t manage. You gotta get laid to pull that off, Tori.
“You look even more amazing than before,” Wyatt declared from his spot against the wall. “I didn’t know that was even possible, but you’re absolutely glowing.”
“Don’t look so proud of yourself there, sport,” I grinned back at him. I turned to face him and moved closer to the door.
“Well. I guess we should go back down there,” I said as I stare longingly at him. I didn’t really want to leave, but it’d been at least 15 minutes and people would start to notice. “How about I go back down to the Main Hall exit and you walk in the front? We can switch and I’ll act like I spilled champagne on my shirt and had to go find a new one.”
“Sounds good to me,” Wyatt said, looking even less ready than I was to burst our little bubble. He smiled at me, though, a slightly sad, puppy-dog eye smile, and it made me reach up on my tippy-toes to plant a soft, sweet kiss on his lips.
“That really was the best present I’ve ever been given, Wyatt. Thank you,” I said and opened the door. Emma was standing in the hall and we went down the back stairwell together, holding back our giggles as we went. Within seconds, though, I heard Wyatt’s dress shoes rapidly pounding the carpet – he was running after us! I turned and Emma kindly continued walking to give us space. I looked up at Wyatt, perplexed, and he grabbed me up in a swift and sexy kiss. His tongue tangled with mine and he breathed against my lips, “You know, it usually takes more than once to make a baby. Come home with me tonight,” he pleaded.
And I found myself smiling, nodding, and kissing him back. “I’ll follow you home when we are done here.”
As Emma and I slinked back into the Main Hall, feeling like teenagers sneaking back into the house after a night of partying, I stole a peek at Wyatt over my shoulder. Our eyes met at the exact same time and we both had to turn to hide our smiles.
Birthday Present, Round 2 … here we come.
I woke up, feeling stiff and sore in all the right places, and feeling loose and relaxed in all the others. A smile sprung to my face without conscious thought as I rolled over and saw Tori lying next to me, her auburn hair a total mess spread across my sheets. The covers did nothing to hide the elegant curve of her frame and the tops of her breasts that were peeking out in a seductive, pinch-me way.
I decided to give the poor woman time to sleep and slowly shifted out of bed, trying not to wiggle too much. I’ll make her breakfast in bed. Then maybe she’ll see me as more than a one-night-stand. As I made my way into the kitchen, my bare feet padding quietly across the apartment, the grin I had on my face all morning widened. I got Tori Elliott to come home with me. I didn’t even know if she thought of me as more than an easy lay, but that was a foot in the door. That was all I needed.
As I scrambled the eggs, fried the bacon, and prepped the coffee, I couldn’t help but think that this felt like the start of something… big. Like maybe this was it, this was what I’d always wanted. Maybe it would actually work out. I could hear Tori when she got out of bed and padded into the bathroom next to the kitchen, and I listened to the water running. The thought of her showering turned me on, my dick hard as I took the food from the stove to the table. I decided not to join her, if only to show her that I wasn’t a total animal.