Hook Up Daddy (A Single Dad Romance)

by Naomi Niles

  “What?” she said as she laughed, covering her mouth. “I am so glad you didn’t. The only thing you would have seen is Leonard fawning over how beautiful you are. He said he wanted to ask you out for a personal dinner as well, but he didn’t get a good one-on-one vibe from you, so he didn’t even ask. But,” she paused, “he wanted me to at least throw the idea your way and see what you–”

  “No.”

  “–said. Well, I guess that is that, then.”

  “All right, everyone,” Leonard said through his loudspeaker. “I hope we are done PUSSY FOOTING around so we can finally record this scene and get on with the rest of the day. Places, everyone, places!”

  “Well, that’s our cue. Will you be all right now?”

  I stood up and extended my hand to her. “Yeah. I will be. Thanks for listening and for dealing with my craziness. I think I owe you an apology now.”

  After she had stood next to me, I pulled her in for a kiss. Our lips intertwined as I slid my hand down her backside. She held it in place and halted the kiss. “No! No, no, and no again! Leonard will kill the both of us if we started making out and missed our cues.” She kissed me again. “But, you just save that for later, and I’m sure we can pick up where we left off.”

  I smacked her behind on our way out, and just like that; I was back in my right frame of mind. “Ezra. Are we ready to go now? Are you done with whatever the hell was wrong with you before?”

  “Yeah, Leo,” I said with a smile. “It’s all good. I’m ready, and I apologize about that before.”

  “No, no. You show me your apology with actions, not words. Knock this scene out, and that is when I will accept any apology you throw my way.” He clapped his hands. “Places, everyone. Let’s get this down!”

  Hannah and I knocked the scene out of the park on one take. The emotion that I needed for the particular scene flooded back into me like a rushing stream of water and left Leonard speechless. “Yes! Yes! Now, that is my Ezra! That is my Ezra!” He wrapped his arms around me while Hannah looked on, smirking at our interaction. I tightened my lips and shook my head at her, forbidding her to encourage him to continue.

  “Yes, that is your Ezra!” she added. Her face turned red as I threatened her with violent facial expressions. When he finally released me, I smirked at him as if I didn’t mind the extra hug. I figured I owed him that much since I gave such a shitty performance earlier in the day.

  “All right, so, that just about wraps up the shoot for today. Quick work, right? Right. So, same energy tomorrow bright and early at 7 am. We have the auditorium downtown rented out for a few hours, so don’t be late. Time is money! Stay out of trouble you two, and enjoy the rest of your day!”

  We walked back to my trailer with my arm around her shoulder and her hand on my stomach. It seemed that we had either grown comfortable enough to let people on set know about our relationship, or we just didn’t care anymore. Either way, it was a known fact that we were an item. “So, are we going to go out somewhere tonight?” she asked once we got inside.

  “Go out? Where do you have in mind?”

  “I don’t know. I mean, I’ve only been out to eat with Leonard and then our shitty date when I got up and left the first day we got here. I kind of want to see what this city really has to offer. Maybe a little of the nightlife or something? Not too much, though, because we have to be up early.”

  “Hmm… let me see what I can put together.”

  Later that night, we ended up on Cuban Street in Wellington, New Zealand. There were a lot of bars and nightclubs lined along the streets, but there were some areas that had a DJ booth set up just outside the store and people walking past would stop and dance to the music. People cleared space for a dance floor right in the middle of the large sidewalk, and couples joined together, dancing to the sounds spewing out of the speakers. The crowd was a mix of adults in their mid-30s, to older adults that looked to be closer to their mid-40s.

  The air was still, and the atmosphere was electric as I stood to the side with my arm around Hannah. “This is nice,” I said with a smile. I had to speak directly into her ear so she could hear me over the music. “I almost want to go out there and dance a little bit with the rest of them.”

  “Well, let’s go.” She tugged at my arm, but I held still.

  “No, no, I mean, I don’t dance. At all. I’ll go out there and look like a fool.”

  “But, you’ll be my fool. Come on, Ezra. Please?”

  “Nah, nah. I can’t.”

  She sashayed onto the dance floor just a few feet away from me, and as the music switched to something more uptempo, she spun around and swung her hips right in front of me. Teasing me. Trying to allure me to step out onto the dance floor with her. She faced me again and lipped, “Come on,” as she curled her finger, begging me to come closer. I smiled and licked my bottom lip as she ran her hands down the sides of her body, still moving seductively like a hula dancer, popping her hips left to right. Her breasts moved vigorously as if they were trying to break free from their red cage. She wiggled her finger again, urging me to step out onto the dance floor with her.

  I looked around at the crowd and noticed a number of guys looking her way as she gave me a private show in public. Finally, I walked out onto the dance floor with her. She quickly spun and put her back towards me, then shoved her ass into my crotch as the bass from the music vibrated the concrete beneath us. She leaned forward, grinding on me as I stood there, moving to the beat the best that I could without looking like an idiot. People around us cheered as if we were the center of attention, and suddenly, my apprehension went out the door.

  I let myself go, and as a smile stretched from ear to ear, I grabbed hold of her hips and swayed right along with her in the middle of the floor. A few other couples danced beside us, and soon after, more people moved onto the dance floor. We were crowded with people around us on each side, but in my mind, it was just us two dancing like there was nobody else around. I rubbed my hands over her breasts and down to her stomach as she leaned the back of her head onto my shoulder. I kissed her on her neck as I felt her heartbeat speed up. I stiffened below my waist and poked her on her behind. Once she felt it, she pushed her backside further into me as if she were aroused. Suddenly, she turned to face me, and in the blink of an eye, her lips were pressed against mine.

  The music played in the background as we kissed under the lights on Cuba Street while the DJ spun his records. After a few moments, we stopped dancing, and the only connection we had with each other was our lips. Our tongues slid around in each other’s mouths as we stood in the midst of a sea of people, oblivious to what else was going on around us. As the music slowed down, so did we, but the fire in our eyes burned bright like a supernova. Her dancing. Our kiss. It all lit a fire in me that only she could relinquish. Without saying another word, I grabbed her by the hand and led her from the dance floor.

  Our hotel was 15 minutes away, and during our walk, we could barely keep our hands off each other. We stopped periodically. I pinned her against brick walls of closed buildings and kissed her while my hand slid up her dress. She would smile and smack my hand away, then quickly pull me along so we could get back to the hotel before we did anything in public that would get us arrested. As soon as we got into the room, she pushed me onto the bed and kicked her shoes off. “No, baby,” I said as her heels crashed into the wall. “Put those back on tonight. I want to see you in those.”

  She smiled and slid her feet back into her heels, then removed her dress from over her head. Her breasts sat upright beneath her bra as she walked towards me on the bed. I lifted myself onto my elbows and waited for her to reach me. I was anxious for this to happen like it was going to be our first time.

  Chapter Thirty-Four

  Hannah

  I pulled my dress off, exposing the work I had put in on the treadmill since we started shooting the movie. Carrie helped me stay focused, and once I started the routine, I didn’t stop. My stomach wasn’t flat like an
ironing board, but the pouch was fit and on its way to being toned. My confidence was on a steady incline.

  I smiled and went in to kiss him again as he slid his hands over my ass. I climbed on top of him as he laid on the bed with a smirk, looking directly at me. The bulge in his pants grew as I inched closer to him. The illustrious glow from the moon shined through the window that overlooked Wellington. As I walked closer to him and slid my fingers onto his legs, he leaned back onto the bed and motioned with his finger for me to come closer, and without hesitation, I unbuckled his pants and removed his penis from its cage. I slowly moved my lips onto it, increasing his anxiety and testing his will to remain motionless while I controlled every aspect of his enjoyment. He reached his hand towards my head, but I slapped it away. I didn’t want this to go fast; I wanted him to savor the sensation.

  I curled my tongue and ran it over the tip of his penis, then slowly slid my lips down his shaft. He grabbed hold of the sheets on the bed, nearly ripping them off the mattress as I bobbed my head on top of his dick. I kissed it like we were face to face while I gently massaged his balls with my other hand. He bit his lip as he reached to pull me from my knees, and after a few minutes of stalling, I obliged. He grabbed me and flung me onto my back as my body sunk into the mattress. I dipped my head back as his tongue went back and forth across the lips of my vagina, sucking and blowing on my clitoris simultaneously, but it was only for a moment.

  Suddenly, he slid his body over mine as he moved higher. He pressed his lips against my neck as he gripped a handful of my ass. My breathing intensified as he stopped and looked me in the eyes passionately, as if he found a new way to tell me how much he loved me. He licked his lips and moved towards mine as I opened it with my tongue, ready to feel his.

  I guided his lips onto mine as he moved his tongue around delicately inside my mouth. I felt the firmness of his dick pressing against my thigh as I tilted my head back and exhaled passionate moans while he slid his tongue down the side of my neck. He didn’t stop until he inched across my collarbone, then kissed the top of my breasts under the moonlight. I gripped the back of his head and guided him back towards my breasts as my nipples firmed up. I wanted to feel his tongue flicker my areolas to increase the ecstasy I felt while he was on top of me.; just wanted him to caress them with his tongue. It felt like it had been ages since he had toyed around with me like this before he stuck his dick inside of me, but the anticipation was driving me up the wall as I waited for him. His penis brushed against my thighs as he moved across my body. I reached for it, but he kept it out of my grasp.

  He licked around my nipples slowly before he put them into his mouth, sucking on them and then blowing softly onto their firmness. My breathing picked up as I saw him stroking his dick just below his waist. It was long and slim as I peeked at the show he was giving me, and when I couldn’t take it any longer, I reached for it, stroking it gently as my pussy dripped from the moisture. He licked his lips and parted my legs as he slid between them, brushing the tip of his penis against the lips of my vagina, still teasing me slowly until I begged him to put it in.

  “Please, baby, put it inside of me. Please.” I was nearly out of breath as I licked my lips and slid my tit into my mouth. He pushed his finger inside of me slowly and moved it in and out to get me ready. The moisture dripped from his fingertips as he placed it inside of his mouth and then slid it inside of mine. I sucked it gently like it was his penis. “Please, baby,” I said after I sucked the juices off his finger. My pussy throbbed, silently pleading for his dick to enter into me, and finally, he gave in to what I wanted. He slid into me slowly as my walls contracted around his dick. Ezra’s eyes went back into his head as my pussy gripped his dick.

  I gripped his waist and pushed him deeper inside of me, and just as I was about to scream, he kissed me passionately, swirling his tongue around in my mouth like a ballerina as he moved his dick back and forth into my vagina. My thick thighs were spread as apart as far as they could go as we fucked under the moonlight. Ezra slowed down when he started nearing his climax, and right before he came, he pulled himself out to control it and quickly inserted his tongue where his dick left off. He licked my stiff clitoris softly, causing my legs to jerk with each stroke. I grabbed his head and held it close to my pussy as he licked my vagina lips with the flatness of his tongue. “Yes, right there, right there,” I whispered in a barely audible voice. Ezra pushed his face deep into my vagina, pushing his tongue as far inside as he could go. “I’m about to cum,” I murmured. “Keep it right there. Keep it right there; I’m about to cum. I’m about to–”

  And just like that, I squeezed my legs around his neck, gripping onto him like a python as ecstasy shot forth out of my vagina and right onto his tongue. He continued licking as my body convulsed with each stroke of his tongue. My tits bounced as he reached up and grabbed a handful, twirling my nipple with his finger. As I relaxed, he climbed back on top of me and slid his dick inside so he could finish himself off. He pinned my legs back as far as they could go and from there, he pushed his dick so deep inside my pussy that I could feel it inside of my stomach. My mouth hung open from the incredible pleasure I felt through the pain. Sweat dripped down from his forehead and onto my breasts as he bit his lip. Moments later, I felt his warm cum shoot inside of me as he gripped on to my waist until I felt the last squirt shoot inside.

  After he was done, he plopped down beside me on the mattress, both of our bodies soaked with sweat as the moonlight caused us to glisten. I scooted closer to him and ran my hands over his back as he laid on his stomach. “Now, that was amazing,” he said, trying to catch his breath.

  “Yes, it was. It was kind of like that time we had sex before the movie… or was it during the movie? I can’t remember.”

  “Shit, I don’t either. I just remember that whenever we do have sex, it is a beautiful thing.”

  I smiled, then kissed him on his back and laid next to him. I couldn’t believe that my life had turned out the way it did in the past few months. I went from not having an acting gig in sight and a horrible sex life to being cast in a major film and meeting the man of my dreams in the process. I hoped that I wasn’t going to wake up anytime soon, because right now, this felt like nothing more than a dream. Something that Cinderella experienced or a fairy tale that gets everyone’s hopes up just to realize that it was nothing more than a figment of the imagination.

  Just outside, the downtown skyline added to the beauty of the night. Blue and red lights flashed from neighboring buildings like there was a parade going on beneath us. “I am so happy I met you, Ezra. Things just can’t get any better for me right now, and I don’t want to jinx it, so I kind of don’t want to say anything else about it.”

  He flipped onto his back and helped me nestle in closer to him. Seconds later, he kissed me on the forehead. “Yeah, I understand. I feel the same way, you know? Like, I didn’t plan on meeting another woman anytime soon, but when I saw you, I was speechless. Our chemistry and everything was amazing from day one, and on top of that, we got this movie role together. We are in New Zealand and it is amazing. I am looking forward to what else we have in store for our futures because I know it will only get brighter from here on out.”

  “Yeah. I feel the same way. The exact same way.”

  A few minutes later, he was sound asleep as I ran my hands over his firm chest and rippled abs. I wanted to wake him up for round two, and I knew he would be up for it, but the clock read 3:49 am, and we had to be ready to get to work early in the morning. I could handle it because I could function with just a few hours of sleep, and right now, for some reason, I was wide awake. I eased out of bed and walked to the window. People were still walking around on the streets below. It seemed like this city never slept, because it was almost 4 am on a Tuesday night, and people were up like it was the weekend.

  I heard a buzzing sound in the room, and when I spun around, I saw that it was Ezra’s phone lighting up with message after message. I looked at him as he
laid sound asleep on the mattress, not bothered by anything going on around him, like he was dead to the world. Stay away from it, Hannah, just stay away from it. I tried to redirect my attention back to the window, but the constant buzzing sound of each rapid text kept drawing me in closer like a moth to a flame. Finally, I rolled my eyes and walked towards the phone. It sat on the nightstand, lighting up every few seconds with another text.

  After a few moments, I found the courage to reach for it and see who it was trying to contact him this early in the morning. Tanya? Ezra shifted on the bed as I froze with his phone in my hand, ready to come up with an excuse as to why I had it in the first place. He flipped over on his other side and went right back to sleep. I unlocked his phone with his birthday because he was so predictable, and when I read the text messages, my mouth hung open. I couldn’t believe what I was reading.

  Chapter Thirty-Five

  Ezra

  I spent half of the time on the jet back to the States explaining to Hannah that Tanya sent those explicit pictures of herself out of nowhere. It had gotten to the point that I had to give her my phone so she could check my photo albums, all of my social media accounts, and my emails to see if I had any pictures of her stashed anywhere. I laughed as she scrolled through my phone, anxiously looking for things that weren’t there. “Baby? Are you done yet?” She glared at me with narrow eyes, then shifted her attention back to the phone. An hour later, she gave it back to me.

  “You are lucky. You probably deleted them before I asked to look through your phone.”

  She was right. I deleted all the pictures I once had before we had gotten serious with each other. “Seriously, babe? This is the third time you’ve checked it since you saw the pictures a few days ago. You’ve looked in areas of my phone that I didn’t even know I had.”