The Billionaire's Fake Marriage: A Single Dad Next Door Romance

by Sarah J. Brooks

  “That’s it? You just went to the bank?”

  “Well, I went with my brothers—”

  “Wait,” I cut him off. “You have brothers?”

  Alex laughed. “Christy, Jeff is my brother.”

  “Wait, what? But you’ve been calling him a friend all this time.”

  “That’s because he is a friend; he also just happens to be my brother.”

  “Holy shit,” I muttered as I shook my head. It seemed so silly he hadn’t told me, but really, I shouldn’t have expected him to. “Will you tell me about your family? Please?”

  “There isn’t much to say. My parents live seven hours away; my brothers and I work on the ranch, and my sister is the one with kids. Which is why my parents live close to her.” There was no hint of bitterness when he said it.

  “Are kids something you’ll ever want?”

  “Nope. Not for me.”

  Even though I knew we’d never last more than another day and a half, I felt better knowing we both had the same view on kids.

  Alex and I walked, not saying anything for a few seconds. It wasn’t awkward. In fact, the silence was nice.

  “Do you want a family?” he asked, surprising me.

  “No.”

  “You don’t think that will change when you get older?”

  “No, I don’t.”

  I was sure of it. Everyone liked to tell me I would change my mind about kids, but I didn’t like them, and I never had. I didn’t want them. Luckily for my mother, she had another daughter she could count on for grandbabies.

  Alex pulled me toward a small dirt path. “Come on; I want to show you something.”

  Most of the time you’re not supposed to go off in the wilderness with some random guy and let him lead you around, but considering everyone knew we were staying at this ranch, I didn’t feel too worried about it. Natasha knew there was something going on between me and Alex – which meant her mom did, too – and I had found out there were video cameras. Truthfully, I didn’t feel worried because I trusted Alex.

  He pulled me close to him, wrapping his arm around me. I could feel his heat, even through my sweatshirt. It wasn’t long until Alex came to a stop, just before some bushes. He turned to me, grinned, and stepped away. “Ladies first,” he said motioning toward a tiny pathway between the bushes.

  I did as I was told and stepped through the path, coming to a stop as soon as I saw it.

  “Oh my God,” I whispered. We were on top of a cliff looking down at three horses. In the moonlight, I could tell one of them was white. The other two were dark, but I had no clue what color. They stood by the edge of the water, all close together.

  “This is part of their enclosure,” Alex said, touching the small of my back as he came to stand beside me. “We’re actually right by the rec building.” He pointed to the right, and I realized there was a building there. I had been so caught up in staring at the creatures in front of me, I didn’t even bother to look around.

  “You took me in a big circle.”

  Alex gave me a nod. “Yes, I did.” His hand against my back pulled me closer to him. He leaned toward me, and I felt his hot breath against my neck. “Can I walk you back to your room?”

  My heart leapt. “Yes,” I whispered, almost losing my voice.

  I felt his lips touch mine for a fraction of a second. Holy shit. I felt lust twist inside me as he pulled away. Yes. I was more than okay with him taking me back to my room, as long as he stayed with me.

  It was my turn to lead the way. I didn’t know if I was on the right path, but I was heading for the rec building.

  “Have you been for a ride yet? On the horses, I mean.” He added the last part quickly, and I laughed softly.

  “No, I haven’t.” I hadn’t been up to much today. I’ll do that tomorrow before I leave.

  “Let me take you tomorrow, please?”

  “Okay.” Excitement overwhelmed me. It had been a long time since I was this excited to have a man back at my place and in my bed. Just relax, I thought. I wasn’t going to get my hopes up only to have them crushed. Our fingers tangled together as we made our way closer to the rec building. “Wait, what about the tractor?”

  “Oh, don’t worry. I can walk over tomorrow morning and grab it.” He didn’t stop moving; he stepped past me and gave me a soft pull. I stumbled to catch up to him.

  “Are you sure? What if …”

  “Nothing is going to happen to it.” I could hear the humor in his voice as he turned to face me. “Trust me. It will be fine. No one is going to steal it, and even if they did, it’s insured and I could easily get a new one. Well, easily depending on who I would have to deal with at the insurance agency.”

  “Okay, if you say so.” We stepped out into the parking lot of the ranch. We made our way in a circle, and I’d had a chance to get a good view of the landscape.

  “Alex! There you are.”

  Jealousy hit the second I heard Samantha’s voice. I wanted to walk over and punch her right in the face.

  I felt Alex’s hand squeeze mine before letting go. “Was there something you needed?”

  “Yes. There is … an outlet in my room that isn’t working.”

  “You could have called the main office; I’m sure someone would have answered.”

  I thought his phone was hooked up to the main office? I didn’t say it, though.

  “Oh, it, er—just happened.”

  I snorted. I didn’t mean to, honestly. It was just such a bad lie that I couldn’t help laughing. For the first time since we’d ran into her, Samantha turned her attention to me. My eyes locked on hers, and I gave her a wide smile I was hoping she could see in the dark. She turned her attention away from me quickly.

  “Of course, if you’re too busy to look at it, I can just leave.”

  “No. I’m sure I can spare a few seconds to look at the outlet in your room.” Alex sighed softly. I don’t think she heard it.

  “Well,” I cleared my throat, bringing the attention to me, “thank you for walking me back to my room. I can take it from here.” I wasn’t going to act helpless like Samantha. If he wanted to come see me once he was done with her, then we could go from there.

  I walked away without saying a word to Samantha. Knowing he had no interest in her made me feel way better than I felt earlier. I wasn’t worried about him going into her room; however, I still felt a little jealousy toward her —or maybe that was just the urge to hit her.

  I wasn’t quite sure.

  Alex

  Of course, there was nothing wrong with the outlet. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. This wasn’t something new to me.

  Just because I slept with most women who came here didn’t mean I slept with all of them. That meant there had been a couple of women who had acted like this before. They lied to get me into their room, then tried to get me into their bed. It hadn’t worked before now, and it wasn’t going to work tonight. Christy is waiting in her room for me. Now that was enough to get my blood flowing. Knowing she was waiting, that she wanted me in her bed. It was enough to send me on my way.

  “Well, if it happens again, call the main office. I’m sure one of the guys will come look at it.”

  “Not you?”

  “No. I’ll be turning in soon.”

  Samantha pursed her lips. “With that little girl?” She crossed her arms over her chest. Well, not actually over, more like under. It was too big to fit over.

  “Excuse me?” That’s none of your business.

  “Oh, please.” She huffed a sigh. Turning away from me, she shook her head. “She’s a child, and there you are trying to take advantage of her. I’ve met men like you in my day. I knew your lot better than I’d like to admit when I was her age. I don’t know what you see in a little girl, but I think it’s best you leave now.”

  Her words shocked me. Hurt me. Scared me. She made it sound like I was a dirty old man. Am I?

  Samantha crossed over to the door and pulled it open. “
I wanted you until I realized what kind of man you are. I hope you take a good look at yourself and realize what you’re really like. If you do, I’d be happy to help you work through it.” I watched as she pulled a card out of her pocket and held it out toward me. She cleared her throat. “Now please get out of my room.”

  I walked without thinking about it. My mind raced over the words she had just said to me. She was making it sound like Christy was a sixteen-year-old girl. She wasn’t. She wasn’t that young. She’s way more mature than her age lets on, I reminded myself. It didn’t help, though.

  As I passed by Samantha, I looked down at the card she held. She’s a therapist. That’s why she had told me to come talk to her.

  I didn’t take the card. I had no interest. I stepped out of her room without a word.

  I didn’t turn around when I heard the door close. Christy is waiting. A few minutes ago that had excited me. Now, I wasn’t sure how to feel. Am I really a dirty old man? I walked to her room, but stopped, staring at the door. I raised my hand, but couldn’t bring myself to knock. A sigh passed through my lips. “I should just go back to my room,” I muttered. That way she wouldn’t have to feel like she had to spend time with me.

  No.

  I wasn’t going to give up this easily. I wanted to spend time with Christy. I liked her. Samantha was just trying to start drama. I wasn’t going to let her get in the way of this. I wasn’t going to let her control me. She just said all that stuff because she wanted me to come back and see her.

  Christy

  I sat there, waiting.

  He was taking longer than I thought he would. Maybe she did get to him. Maybe he was going to spend the night with her instead of me. Maybe he planned on that all along. I mentally shook myself, trying to tell myself it didn’t matter. That I didn’t care.

  Knock. Knock. Knock.

  My pulse raced as I rushed toward the door; my fingers curled around the handle as I ripped it open.

  Comfort washed over me.

  There he was, looking at me. He stared, and I stared back. He was here. I knew I shouldn’t be surprised, but I kinda was.

  “I need to ask you something.” He sounded … scared?

  “Anything, come in.” I stepped out of the way and watched as he came into the room. He looked away from me.

  “Christy … do you feel pressured by me?”

  “What? Is this something Samantha said?”

  “Yes.” He walked over to the bed and sat down. He sighed as his fingers ran through his hair. “But she makes a good point. I’m old, Christy. I’m old enough to be your father.”

  “So?”

  “So, you could go for a younger man. I mean, I have bad knees and a bad back, and—”

  “You think guys my age don’t? You have a bad body because you work on a ranch.” At least that’s what I hoped it was. I knew guys who worked in the trades. I knew how hard they worked, and I hoped it was the same thing for a rancher, or cowboy, or whatever he was. I closed the distance between the two of us and stood between his legs. “I don’t give a fuck how old you are.”

  “And what if I do?”

  “Then why are you here?” I retorted without thinking about the question.

  “Because I don’t want to care.” I reached out and took Alex’s hand. His fingers tangled between mine. “But every time I tell myself it doesn’t matter, something happens to remind me I should care. That I shouldn’t be doing this. That I’m old enough to be your father, and I don’t want you to think I’m just some pervy old man taking advantage of y—”

  My lips crashed against his. I didn’t want to listen anymore. I didn’t want him to think he needed to care. “I want you to take advantage of me,” I whispered, grabbing his other hand and moving it to my ass. Just where I wanted it.

  I felt Alex freeze. His eyes locked on mine, and I stared at him as my lips touched his softly. “So, are you going to take me, Alex?”

  “Dammit,” he muttered. His fingers dug into my ass, and arousal ignited inside me. He grabbed me and pulled me onto the bed, his lips crashing against mine. “You make things difficult,” he murmured.

  “You’re the one making things difficult,” I responded, nipping his lower lip gently.

  Alex gasped as I crawled on top of him. I could feel his dick even with our pants between us. Our kiss grew more passionate, but it wasn’t kissing I wanted from him. I wanted more.

  Alex’s hands traced over my body softly, slipping under my shirt and touching my skin. A soft moan escaped my lips. “I want you inside me, Alex.”

  He rolled me onto my back, rested above me, and pulled away from our kiss. “Take your top off,” he ordered. I sat up just long enough to pull my top over my head and toss it onto the ground.

  He grabbed the band of my sweatpants and pulled them off in one swift motion. He tossed them on the ground, his fingers wrapping around my ankle as his lips lowered to the spot just above my knee. I moaned, not sure how much more of this I could take.

  “Alex … do you have protection?” I asked, totally killing the moment.

  “Of course.”

  He smiled softly, reaching into his pocket and pulling out his wallet. Thank God. I didn’t have any and, even though I was young, I wasn’t going to suggest we use the pull out method. I watched as Alex unzipped his jeans. They fell to the ground, pulling his boxers down with them. His hard cock sprang free.

  I sucked in a deep breath as my eyes locked on his thick cock. Until he grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head, that is. My eyes made their way up his body, stopping at his abs for a few seconds. I reached out, grabbing him and pulling him down between my legs as I spread them wide.

  I took the condom from his fingers and tore into it carefully. My hands shook as I placed the rubber over his dick. My eyes locked on his as I guided him toward me.

  Alex’s hands traced over the curves of my body, then he thrust into me and I gasped, my back arching into him. His fingers dug into my skin, pulling me as close to him as he could. He thrust, fast and hard.

  “Oh, fuck yes,” I moaned, grabbing his lower back with one hand. My free hand moved to my own body, my fingers softly massaging my clit.

  The pace quickened. Alex’s lips pressed against mine. I moaned into them, my teeth grazing his lower lip as he caught my breath. His cock slid into me faster and harder. My fingers massaged my clit, keeping rhythm with Alex. His fingers pressed into my skin as he thrust faster and faster.

  “I’m already so close,” I moaned, my fingers working faster over my clit. “Make me come, Alex.”

  He thrust into me, faster and harder. His free hand grabbed mine from his back and pinned it down above my head. His lips touched mine for a fraction of a second. “Be a good girl and come for me. Keep playing with yourself just like that; I’ll take care of the rest,” he whispered, his cock thrusting in and out.

  My eyes rolled back; his words were enough to almost get me there. I could feel the orgasm building. Alex thrust into me, and his fingers squeezed mine.

  My eyes rolled back, and everything went a hazy white. My hips arched, and I gasped, pleasure crashing through my body in waves, one right after another. I let out a gasp, my hips bucking as another wave crashed through me.

  Alex slammed into me, gasping. He slammed again and again.

  Another wave of pleasure surged through my body. And another, this time softer than the rest. Then one more. Alex slammed into me a final time then fell, resting his head on my belly. My arms wrapped around his back, and I held him.

  We stayed like this for a long time. I didn’t want to stop holding him. Damn it. I didn’t want to leave soon. I didn’t want to have to say goodbye to Alex. I knew I’d miss him. He doesn’t do relationships, I reminded myself. I felt my heart sink.

  “I’m going to miss you,” he whispered against my skin, caressing the curves of my body.

  “I’m going to miss you, too.” I didn’t know if he was just saying it to be nice, but I knew I wasn�
��t. I was going to miss him.

  Alex pulled away from me. “You know, we could see each other again.” He stared down at me with those gorgeous eyes.

  My fingers traced over his muscular chest. “I thought you didn’t do relationships.”

  “For you, I might make an exception. How far away are you?”

  “Far.”

  “Then I can fly you out, or I can fly to see you. As often as you want.”

  “Y-you’re going to pay for me to fly out here?”

  “Yes.” He didn’t even hesitate before saying it.

  “Why?”

  “Because I don’t like the idea of never seeing you again.”

  His lips lowered to mine, pulling me into a deep kiss. My arms wrapped around him. I felt something move inside me and realized he hadn’t pulled out. A grin spread over his lips as he felt it, too. He pulled back, pushing away from me and removing the condom. I stared down at his cock, already getting hard again.

  “You might be the oldest man I’ve fucked, but you’re also the best.”

  “Why stop now? Looks like I’m almost ready to go again.”

  His eyes sparkled as his lips lowered to my thigh. I gasped, my hips arching towards his lips as his mouth brushed against the part of my skin that was ticklish. A giggle escaped me as he pinned my legs down gently.

  Oh, we were going to make the most of our night together. I’ll fly you out to see me whenever you want. Butterflies replaced the dread that had been building in my stomach. “I think I’ll stay a few days longer,” I said.

  “Yes. But you won’t be leaving the bed the whole time you’re here.” I could hear the pleasure in his voice.

  Good, I thought, pulling away from Alex just enough to make him look up so I could kiss him.

  The Private Club

  Vol. II

  Sarah J. Brooks

  Natasha

  The second I saw the way she looked at him I knew he was off limits.

  Sucks. He was freakin’ cute. I’d kill to get a piece of that ass, but I wasn’t going to kill my best friend for it. I loved her too much. So, here I was, sitting beside another guy instead. But he was cute. And he was the cook.