Unwrap Me Daddy_A Holiday Romance

by Natasha Spencer

  “Cum for me, baby. I want to see you cum,” he growled, pulling her face to his ear and Jolie couldn’t hold back. She orgasmed with a muffled groan as she pressed her face to his chest and came. His fingers plowed in and out of her, until all her juices had flowed out of her and were now dripping down the insides of her thighs.

  Then he slid his fingers out of her and stepped back, bringing them to his mouth.

  Jolie still hadn’t recovered her breath, as she watched him lick his fingers. They were glistening with her juices and he licked them like ice cream. He pressed his eyes close, like he was delighting in the flavor, and when he was done, he smiled at her.

  “There is nothing in the world more delicious than your pussy, my darling,” he said and then started unbuckling his pants.

  Jolie was still breathing hard. Her limbs were weak, her mind was raging with anticipation. Even though she had just had an orgasm, she wanted more. This time she wanted his cock inside her and she could tell that he wanted the same.

  “Now it’s my turn,” he said, as she started sliding her panties down her legs, and then undid her bra.

  Brandon slipped down his briefs and his erect throbbing cock hung between his robust thighs. He was smiling at her and she bit down on her lower lip and smiled back at him too.

  ***

  Brandon led her towards her chair behind her desk. Her hand was in his, and they were both naked. Behind her was a glass wall with Manhattan’s skyline, the sky had gotten dark, a purplish hue had taken over the horizon. Jolie’s eyes sparkled as she watched Brandon sit down on the chair.

  “Come here,” he said in a low deep voice and with his hand, he guided her to sit on his lap.

  She threw her leg over him and sat down, both her legs dangling on either side of him now. Her pussy pressed against his muscular thighs and she felt the knots in her belly tightening again.

  He was looking at her, studying her face and Jolie felt even more naked than she already was…if that was even possible. He reached for her face, caressing her cheek with the back of his hand.

  “I don’t know what it is about you, woman, but I can’t make one right decision around you,” he said in a low hoarse voice. Even though it wasn’t much of a compliment, Jolie found herself smiling. He was admitting defeat. He was admitting the truth…that they were both helpless in each other’s presence.

  She rocked herself on his legs, looking into the eyes of the man whose child she was carrying. How could she ever look past the fact that her stepfather had gotten her pregnant? How would the world understand that? How would her child?

  It would have to be a secret that she took to the grave with her. It would have to remain a secret from him too.

  “Jo, what are you thinking?” he asked, interrupting her thoughts and she licked her lips nervously. Her nipples were still sensitive, still aching, and their bodies so close together was making it difficult for her to think straight.

  “Nothing…just that I’m so happy now, but this is so wrong,” she managed to say. Her words nearly choked in her throat and he reached for her face again, and drew away some of the strands of her hair away from her eyes.

  “I know how you’re feeling right now, because I’m feeling the same way,” he said and he drew her closer to himself. His cock was still hard and it was now digging into her thighs as she sat on his lap.

  Jolie felt a wave of desire for him and she threw her arms around his neck. She weaved her fingers into his thick dark hair and stared into his eyes.

  “Make me feel good, Brandon,” she whispered the words and he cupped her right breast and squeezed. His thumb teased her nipple again and she pressed her eyes close. She was rocking on his lap, moving her hips in a rhythm. Just that motion, of feeling his thighs rub against her pussy was enough to lull her into a daze.

  With one hand he teased her breasts and with the other, he stroked his cock to prepare it for what was to come.

  Then he lifted her up gently, just enough to hover her body over his cock and then using the strength of his arms, he positioned her back down.

  In one swift motion, his cock had pushed through her folds and inch by inch, he settled her back down on his lap. Jolie moaned as she sensed his cock sliding into her pussy and Brandon grunted. He was deep inside her, deeper than he had ever been before and she couldn’t stop moving. She wanted all of him, more of him and she started rocking again.

  Brandon held on to her breasts as she bounced on his lap. Her breasts shook and he squeezed her nipples. They were staring into each other’s eyes and she could feel herself falling deeper and deeper for him. To the point of no return. Fighting this feeling was useless, there was no choice but to give herself up to him. The father of her child…

  Jolie moaned and moved her body, stretching her torso, riding his cock. He jerked as he thrust into her, his cock reaching deep…sliding in and pulling out. He was stroking that spot inside her with his cock, over and over again till she knew that she had reached the edge.

  Jolie glared at him, her mouth hanging open as she tried to rub away thoughts of a life with him. She didn’t have the freedom to imagine those things. She couldn’t just have him whenever she wanted to, she couldn’t even dream of waking up by his side every day. Instead, she would have to settle for what she had now. These stolen moments.

  Brandon’s face became darker as he came rushing towards his orgasm. His grip on her breasts became harder and her nipples ached from the force. Her body shuddered and Brandon groaned loudly as he shot into her. She felt his cum oozing inside her again, deep inside her hot core where he had already left a part of himself.

  Jolie released herself too, coming for a second time. She bounced and rode his cock, pleasuring himself on him until she had to bite down on her lip to stop from screaming. Brandon weaved his fingers into her tousled red hair as they came together. They were laughing, thrilling at the pleasure of their feelings…until that feeling began to ebb away and a sudden darkness descended on Jolie.

  She felt like she was carrying a heavy weight on her shoulders now, as her orgasm began to settle.

  They were both covered in sweat, breathing hard…the sound of their freeing laughter seemed like a distant memory to her. Brandon’s face had changed too. The reality of their lives had struck their faces like a slap. It was time to return to the real world, where it was more than just about their bodies.

  Brandon slipped his cock out of her pussy and she moved her body, beginning to get off his lap.

  “Jo, please stay here a while. In my arms,” he said and she felt tears fill up her eyes.

  Chapter 24

  Jo had her head resting on Brandon’s chest and he had lost track of how long they had been like that. His arms were around her petite body and he held her close. When she moved in his arms, he knew that too much time had passed, and their moment was over.

  She smiled weakly at him, before getting off his lap and he watched her…her glorious naked body, as she walked over to pick her clothes off the floor.

  “I know you don’t want me to apologize, but, once again, I feel like I should,” he said and she looked over her shoulder as she pulled her panties up her legs. Jo was smiling.

  “I don’t want you to apologize, because this isn’t just your fault. I am as much to blame in this as you are,” she said to him and he watched her in silence as she put on her bra.

  “All right, then we’re both sorry,” he said and she turned to him as she began pulling up her slacks. Brandon stood up from the chair and walked towards where his clothes were lying in a pile on the floor.

  “It’s kind of hard to feel apologetic right now, right after I’ve had two orgasms,” she said and he noticed the laugh in her voice. He smiled when their eyes met, and for a moment, he wondered if there was still some hope for them.

  “But you’ll feel sorry later, won’t you?” he asked as he zipped up his pants and Jo nodded her head.

  “Yes, I will. I’ll feel terrible…because you’re a
married man, and you’re married to my mother,” she said, smoothing down the top of her hair. Brandon was buttoning his shirt as he looked at her. She had slipped her blouse back on, but he still couldn’t stop imagining her naked.

  “Jo, there are some things I need to tell you about myself,” he said and she narrowed her eyes at him and shook her head.

  “You don’t need to explain yourself to me, Brandon. You’ve told me before. You want to give your marriage a chance, you want children…and you’re attracted to me. I get it and I’ll deal with it. We just have to try a little harder to keep away from each other,” she said and walked around her desk and sat down on her chair.

  Brandon was tying his tie but he stopped midway, letting it lie loose around his neck.

  “Yes, those things are all true…were true…” he said and he saw Jo’s eyebrows furrow. She was confused and rightly so.

  “What are you talking about?” she asked and Brandon took in a deep breath and came forward towards her desk.

  “I’m talking about how foolish I’ve been. I married Alice on a whim, when I was feeling lonely and I thought I knew what I wanted,” he said and Jo shook her head. Her eyes had widened and she looked like she didn’t believe a word he was saying.

  “What are you trying to say, Brandon?” she asked and he clenched his jaw.

  “I was working towards a goal…to have children, to leave my business to my heirs. And I believed that any woman, would be able to help me accomplish that goal. That is why I married your mother,” he said and Jo stood up from her chair with force.

  Her face had darkened, and the laughter in her voice had disappeared too.

  “So, you’re saying that you’ve changed your mind about my mother?” she asked him, with a sizzle in her voice. Brandon said nothing, he wasn’t sure how he was going to proceed with what he was about to say next.

  “How can I trust you? How can anyone trust you? You’re changing your mind on a whim again!” she hollered at him and he nodded his head.

  “Yes, I understand that’s how you feel, but I was desperate to find partnership and companionship four months ago. I thought that Alice was an appropriate partner. I didn’t pay attention to what was good for me. To what would make me truly happy,” he continued and Jo was breathing hard. She looked about her office, as though searching for something to focus her energy on. Anything but him.

  “I don’t know what you’re saying, Brandon. I don’t know what to believe. You’re married to my mother! Are you talking about an affair? Do you want me to be your mistress?” she said and Brandon thrust his hands into the pockets of his pants. He didn’t want her to feel this way…the last thing he wanted was to hurt Jo. This was exactly the kind of conversation he wanted to avoid having when he came here.

  “Jo, no, I can never ask that of you. You are much more to me than a mistress,” he said, in a soft, calm voice and she shook her head wildly.

  “But that’s exactly who I’ll be. That’s what you’re saying aren’t you? That you want to build a family with my mom and at the same time, you can’t let go of me…because you enjoy fucking me!” She hissed at him and Brandon saw the tears filling up her eyes. He was hurting her. He was making her miserable. She just didn’t see herself the way he did.

  “You want me to spend my life waiting for you…waiting for a chance weekend when you’ll come over and spend…” She continued and Brandon shook his head. He cut her off before she could go any further with this madness.

  “I’ve left your mother,” he said and Jo’s mouth clamped shut. She was staring at him wide-eyed, in disbelief. “I’ve sent my divorce papers to Alice. It’s over. There’s no point in trying any more. I know what I need to know and I know that I want you. Not her,” he said, and a smile tugged the corners of his lips. He’d been dying to say this to her since the day they met, because that was how quickly he knew.

  Jo hadn’t said anything in several minutes. She was just blankly and silently staring at him.

  “And I’m pregnant with your child,” she said and Brandon felt like a hurricane had just hit the room.

  Chapter 25

  Brandon looked like he’d been struck by lightning, and Jolie felt the same. She hadn’t expected the words to just come tumbling out of her like that. But, then again, she hadn’t expected Brandon to tell her that he was leaving her mom.

  “What did you say?” he asked and stepped towards her around the desk. It was almost a threat. Instead of looking excited by the news, he looked angry.

  “I said that I’m pregnant,” Jolie said and instinctively, her hand rose to her belly and she stroked it.

  Brandon had caught the movement, and his gaze drifted to her belly before he jerked his face back up to her eyes. His own were narrowed and stormy. For the first time, he looked like he was mad at her.

  “You’re pregnant with my child?” he said and Jo licked her lips nervously.

  “I shouldn’t have said anything,” she said and turned to put some distance between them, but Brandon had caught her wrist and he held her there.

  “Please don’t joke around, Jo. You have no idea what this could mean for me,” he said and she stared into his eyes. He wasn’t smiling, he wasn’t giving her any indication of what he was actually feeling…except that he was in complete disbelief.

  “I’m not joking about this, Brandon. I am going to be a mother,” she said and he dropped her wrist and took a step back like he’d been burnt.

  “You’re pregnant,” he said and ran a hand through his hair.

  Jolie waited for a moment, watching every movement he made. Then he rubbed his face with his hand and when she saw his eyes again, he looked excited. That glimmer of hope had returned to his gaze.

  “You’re pregnant!” he yelled and a laugh escaped his lips. Jolie was surprised by his reaction. She thought he was mad at her, that he was seconds away from running out of her office.

  “I’m going to be a daddy!” he cheered and then he rushed towards her and lifted her up in the air. He was laughing and she laughed too, as he spun her around. She clung on to him as they laughed together. When he eventually set her back down on the floor again, he lifted his hand to her belly and stroked it.

  “We’re going to have a baby together,” he said and pulled Jolie into his arms. He didn’t give her a chance to react, but, instead, kissed her lips wildly. By the time they parted, she was out of breath.

  “I don’t believe this…I didn’t think this was going to happen. Not so soon anyway!” he said and he had started pacing the room. Jolie watched him, biting down on her lip. She couldn’t believe it either…that this news could make him so happy!

  “I mean…I knew I wanted you. I knew I wanted you to be the mother of my children. I knew I wanted to spend every waking moment with you. I just didn’t know that it would happen so quickly!” he said and returned to her, pulling her into his arms again.

  Jolie kissed him and then looked into his eyes.

  “What does this mean, Brandon?” she asked him and he shook his head, still in disbelief, still giddy with laughter.

  “It means that we’re having a child together. That we’re going to be together…” he said and she tried wriggling out of his arms. There were other things to think about, and he wasn’t being practical right now.

  “But you’re my stepfather. Technically, you’re still married to my mom,” she said.

  “Not for very long. We signed a prenup, and it’s going to be very easy for me to get a divorce. Alice won’t be able to do anything about it, and I don’t think she cares either. She’s going to make a sizable amount of money from the divorce,” he said and another ray of hope fluttered in Jolie’s chest. He was right. Her mother wasn’t going to care as long as she got her money.

  “But that doesn’t erase the fact that you were once married to my mom. What are we going to tell people? What are we going to tell our kid?” Jolie asked and Brandon had started pacing the room again. He was still smiling wide.
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br />   “It doesn’t matter, Jo…don’t you see what this means? We can be together now, without any apology. We’re going to raise a child together. We’re going to be parents,” he said and she finally allowed herself a smile.

  His positive energy was having an effect on her. It was electrical and contagious. She couldn’t help but be happy about it…she felt safe with him. Brandon was going to make sure that everything turned out fine.

  “Jo…I can’t wait to begin our life together. You’ve made me the happiest man alive!” he exclaimed and he took her into his arms again. Their kiss sizzled as he held her close, pushing his tongue deep into her mouth to claim her. Jolie closed her eyes, savoring this moment which she knew she wasn’t going to forget easily.

  Just when she was giving up hope and just when she thought she was never going to have her chance at happiness, Brandon had returned and he was going to make everything all right again.

  “I can’t wait either,” she said, panting for air when their lips parted. They knocked their foreheads together and remained in each other’s arms. Jolie had never been more grateful for a vacation before.

  Epilogue

  One Year Later

  Brandon was standing with his hands in his pocket, surveying the landscape of his resort. Cedar Key, and this resort had always been home. Even though he had spent as much time and put in as much detail with all his other hotels and resorts, this one was still his most special one; because it was the first one he built from the ground up and it was also where he met Jo. His wife and mother of his son. Nothing else ever came close to the feeling he got every time he stood at that spot, and looked around.

  It was summer again and the resort was bursting at the seams with visitors. His private beach was dotted with people, and when he looked over, people were cannonballing into the swimming pool. Something he knew Jo wouldn’t appreciate. Even though she was only 26 years old, she was wiser than her age.