Be Mine (A Smut Collection)

by J. L. Beck

  Ultimately I wasn’t here for Lucy’s family. I was here for her, and if she left I would leave too.

  I reached her just as she was walking out the door, the dining room had gone completely silence the look of shock and complete despair on her parent’s faces as they digested what she had said was priceless. Still I needed Lucy to know she wasn’t alone and that yes I had made a mistake by not telling her about Emily or Laura but that she wasn’t alone, and that she never would be.

  I wanted her, and if she would have me I would do whatever I could for her. I would move mountains for her. I would kill for her if need be. Nothing mattered to me expect her happiness.

  “Lucy wait…” I grabbed her by the arm, my fingers sinking into her supple flesh, her warm vanilla scent washing over me in waves. I was consumed, rubbed raw with need from being away from her for days. I was fucking starved for this woman.

  “Let go of me. You can go fuck yourself too. I put my heart on the line for you, only to realize I wasn’t good enough to know your secret.” The tears swimming in her eyes stabbed me in the chest, leaving gaping knife wounds.

  She pulled away, and I slammed the door closed behind us, following her down the sidewalk.

  “Lucy. I swear to you I was going to tell you. I just didn’t want it to be overwhelming for you. I’ve never felt like this about anyone else and I didn’t want to scare you away. I love you. I fucking love you and losing you is killing me.” I laid it all out on the line, my entire body shaking as I prayed she understood and got it through her beautiful head that I did care about her.

  She stopped a few feet ahead me, and I took the time to cross the space between us, the distance making me anxious.

  “If you loved me so much then why would you tell the entire office that we had sex? Huh?” She turned so fast on her heels my head was spinning, the look of pain in her eyes was almost to much for me to take.

  “What are you talking about?” I gave her a bewildered expression confused as to why she would assume I would even mention my sex life to anyone.

  “Mandy told me what you did Nicola’s. How you told everyone about us. How could you? I get keeping your daughter a secret but exposing me as the laughing stock of the entire office….” Tears slipped from her eyes this time, each one a stark reminder of the damage that had been done.

  “I didn’t fucking tell anyone about us Lucy.” I pleaded with her to see the truth in me. She stared at me, watching me, waiting for something to tell her that I was lying to her.

  “What do you mean?” She sniffled, clearly she just wasn’t upset over her family drama but she was also upset over shit that wasn’t true. Rumors that were all made up by Mandy.

  “Why on God’s green Earth would I tell anyone about us, when I kept something like my daughter a secret from you?” I questioned, leaning into her face knowing that I had proved myself innocent.

  It was then that the tears started flowing and I was helpless so fucking helpless to her because all I could do was hold her against my chest and pray that the pain would go away.

  “I’m sorry okay. I’m sorry. I felt so alone, so fucking alone. My family is fucked up, and then you finally show intrest in me after what seems like a year of me lusting after you and then bam. I find out you have a daughter and were previously married.” She pauses between breaths. “And then the rumor, that was just the icing on the cake.” I wiped a couple stray tears from her eyes with my thumb.

  “You’re never alone Lucy. Never. I swear to you I will never, ever let you feel this way again. From this day on you’re mine, as you always have been, but you were just to stubborn to realize it.”

  I placed a kiss against her forehead, and wrapped my arms around her. I needed her to be close to me, and for her skin to be on mine.

  “That bitch has to pay.” She mumbled against my shirt. I smiled knowing that whatever Lucy planned on doing it was going to turn me the fuck on. Simply watching her dish out her rage at her parents made my cock hard.

  “Mandy will pay, but first I need to get you back to my place. There is a little girl that goes by the name of Emily that wants to meet you…and I may or may not need to feast on that sweet fucking pussy of yours. I’m. Starving.” I growled the last two words, feeling her body shudder against my chest.

  When she finally pulled from my embrace a smile lingered along her lips, and her eyes twinkled in the setting sun. She looked happy and that’s exactly how I wanted to keep her.

  “I love you too Nicola’s.” My heart soared out of my chest because for the first time in years I had two women that held onto my heart.

  Chapter Eleven

  Lucy

  “Emily this is Lucy. Lucy this is Emily.” The sweet little girl with bright blue eyes and dark brown hair finally had a name, and it fit her well. She was sweet as pie, and had her father wrapped right around her finger.

  “Hi. Ms. Lucy. Are you my daddy’s friend?” She twirled around in a circle a dolly in her hands. It was strange how I hadn’t noticed all the toys that were here before, then again it wasn’t not when you had a man like Nicola’s demanding all your attention.

  “Yes. I’m your daddy’s friend but I’m also yours too.” I smiled at her, letting her know that I meant no harm. She stopped spinning and smiled up at me, her soft innocent features doing me in. It was no wonder her daddy kept her a secret. One word around the office that he had a daughter all of this would be ruined.

  “Okay. I’ll be your friend too.” She giggled and her giggle warmed my soul. As Emily skipped off to her bedroom I locked eyes on Nicola’s across the room. He was watching Emily and I seeing how well we would mold together. It had only been a week since we made up but all of that seemed like a lifetime ago. Christmas was officially tomorrow and even though I didn’t have my own family to spend it with I knew I wasn’t alone. Not with Nicola’s by my side.

  “You’re a natural born mother.” Nicola’s comment took me off guard.

  “What do you mean?” I questioned, getting up from the couch. Nicola’s was in the kitchen making hot coco for us while Emily and I talked.

  “I mean someday you will make a wonderful mom. You have that persona, the mom one. The one that says you can kiss boo-boo’s and play Barbie’s.” He laughed, handing me the cup of steaming hot coco.

  “Oh really, well you have the dad persona. You’re a wicked hot single dad, just so you know.” I took a sip of my drink letting the warmth of the hot liquid fill my belly. Nicola’s smirked at me, the one that made me want to take my panties off and fling them at him.

  “Oh am I?” He retorted, nipping at my bottom lip causing a gasp to leave my throat. The hot coco in my cup slushed, hot liquid threatening to spill out the sides of the cup. I placed the cup on the counter not wanting to have an accident that would send me to the ER. Then I lifted up onto my tiptoes, and kissed him.

  I stroked his lips with mine gently at first, until the heat between us became too much and the hunger for more consumed us.

  Nicola’s tongue slid along my bottom lip, begging me to open up to him, and I did. Allowing him into my mouth, our tongues mingled together, and my body shuddered against his as he said things to me with that one kiss he couldn’t.

  “Do friends kiss?” Emily’s sweet voice met both our ears, and suddenly Nicola’s was pulling away. We were both completely out of breath, and completely caught of guard.

  “Uhh…” Nicola’s rubbed at the back of his neck for a moment. “Sometimes. I like Lucy a lot Em and when you like someone a lot while you kiss them.” Watching Nicola’s explain his feelings towards me to Emily was tranquilizing. It told me that he planned on keeping me around for a very, very long time.

  ***

  “Shhh…” Nicola’s coaxed as he pulled my panties over my hips and down my legs. My body was on fire, and all I could feel or think about was him. How was I supposed to be quiet when this man made me want to scream from the tops of the tallest buildings.

  “I can’t.” I moaned i
nto his touch, his fingers plucking at my nipples, as an evil grin pulled at his lips.

  “You will…” He pinched my nipple harder, making me moan louder. “Or I will stop.” Those words were ones you never wanted to hear in the bedroom.

  “Stop, and I kill you.” I teased, arching into his touch. I wanted him so badly. My pulse pounded in my ears, and as he made his descend down my body, kisses being left on every inch of my skin I knew I had found my perfect piece of forever.

  “You’re the sweetest thing I have ever tasted. I can’t get enough of you Lucy.” He mumbled against my flesh. My eyes fluttered closed as I imagined a futuristic land where we had our own children and a diamond ring was placed on my ring finger. A not so far off place that I desperately wanted.

  “Lucy…” He hissed my name as he sunk two fingers into my pussy, my entire body rising up off the mattress.

  “Ahhh.” I panted, needing more, so much fucking more. His fingers pumped in and out of me at a relentless pace, his fingers never letting up, not until my pussy gripped him tightly and I came, my release coating his fingers.

  “Fucking-A.” Nicola’s growled, and I watched him between hooded eyes as he brought the two fingers that had just been inside me up to his lips. Was he going to taste my release?

  “Watching you fall apart at my touch will never get old.” I was mesmerized completely enthralled as he sucked the digits into his mouth, licking them clean as if he was finishing his favorite dessert.

  “I’ve changed my mind.” I was panting, salivating for more, and I needed him, inside me. Right now. Grabbing him by the cock, I pulled him back on top of me, my hands guiding him to my entrance.

  “What have you changed your mind about?” His voice was deep, and his eyes filled with a primal need. I was the prey and he was the predator.

  “I thought the hottest thing about you was that you were a single dad, that loved his daughter to death but I’ve changed my mind…” I sighed as he sunk his cock into me balls deep. I felt so full, and so loved.

  “To what?” He barely got the words out his breaths coming out in heavy pants as if he knew he couldn’t hold out any longer.

  “Watching you suck my release off your fingers was the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen you do and honestly, it’s turned me on more.” I hadn’t even finished the sentence and he was ravaging me. His lips found mine and commanded my attention. He owned me with every thrust inside my tight hole.

  “I love you.” He whispered with every hard thrust moving us as one whole person until all the things that separated us faded away, leaving just him and I there. I could feel nothing but love, and blissful pleasure.

  This man had delivered me the most priceless Christmas present ever.

  Himself.

  Epilogue

  Nicolas

  Lucy and I had been waiting weeks to deliver the good news to Emily. Things had moved faster than expected but I wouldn’t have changed it for anything. We planned the surprise perfectly in line with Christmas that also happened to be our anniversary. It would be the perfect gift to give to the whole family.

  “Here Emily. This is the last one.” I handed her a small box with a blue ribbon on it. She had opened all her other presents, and now it was time for the most important one of all.

  “What is it Daddy?” She shook the box trying to guess what it was before she opened it. Lucy and I smiled at each other as we watched with excitement. Emily seemed to take a lifetime removing the bow, and pulling the box open. Once she did confusion settled into her features.

  “It’s a picture, what’s it a picture of?” Emily questioned tilting the ultrasound picture sideways as if that would help her distinguish the photo better.

  “It’s a picture of your brother.” Lucy announced. Shock developed on Emily’s features.

  “Brother?” She blinked. “You’re having a baby? I’m going to be a big sister?” She jumped up off the floor, excitement bubbling from deep within her. I couldn’t do anything but smile as Emily hugged Lucy just like I always knew she would.

  “You’re going to be a big sister Em. Isn’t that exciting?” I questioned. She nodded refusing to let go of Lucy.

  “Do you want to know what your brother’s name is?” Lucy asked her and once again she nodded her yes.

  “Liam is his name and he will be here in twenty weeks.” I was elated that Emily had taken the news so well and pleased beyond disbelief that I was able to finally announce it to everyone at work, and all the members of our extended family.

  It was so strange to see how things had changed over the last year. I had fired Mandy for spreading malicious rumors though she claimed she quit, and Lucy started talking to her parents again but only after the sought out counseling.

  Things were great, wondering, amazing and all because I had been blessed with the most amazing Christmas gift of all time.

  My Lucy. Everyday was like Christmas morning with her.

  Babysitting Love

  A Single Dads Romance #1

  J.L. Beck

  Chapter One

  Whitney

  FULL-TIME NANNY NEEDED

  Must be good with kids, have reliable transportation, and be able to work all hours of the day and night. Cannot have any type of criminal record. Pay is based upon experience. Please respond by email to set up an interview. My eyes skimmed over the job posting again, making sure I had the correct email address jotted down. I was fresh out of college with a Bachelor’s degree in Childhood development and had every intention of settling down and starting a family, but before I could do any of that I had to find a job.

  I sighed into my coffee mug, getting up from my desk and making my way out into the kitchen for another cup of pick me up. I had just started pouring the coffee, when something caught my eye.

  Lifting my attention to the large bay window that looked out onto the street, I noticed the devilishly handsome Liam Foss jogging while pushing his baby stroller. My heart pounded in my chest and I licked my lips out of reflex.

  As long as I had been the man’s neighbor, I had yet to see him actually move a woman in which, if I was being honest, made him more appealing because a man like that was a damn good dad to his daughter.

  Okay, back to work. I tried to remind myself, but still stood there staring at the man like a fool, my eyes glued to his shirtless form. How the hell did a man that was at least ten years older than me manage to look like he walked off the cover of GQ Magazine?

  God, please let me find a man like Liam to have kids with. I forced myself to walk away from his picture perfect body and back into my office to look for any other jobs I could apply for.

  After spending nearly all afternoon scouring the interwebs until my eyes started to dry out, I decided it was time to just apply for the job posting I had seen earlier in the day. Who knew, maybe they could set up an interview today.

  I typed the email address out and started on the actual job posting, first stating my name and my credentials. I hadn’t ever been a live-in Nanny before but I loved kids, and I had a very good understanding of them.

  I added some personal information including hobbies I had and things I enjoyed doing. Then I typed out a very nice, Hope to hear from you soon, at the end and hit send. Seconds passed and I wondered if I had forgotten anything in the email.

  “Don’t second guess yourself,” I spoke out loud to myself. Confidence was never my strong point, and I had struggled with it for as long as I could remember. I wasn’t skinny, or super model gorgeous.

  I had curves, and thighs, and I really enjoyed eating a Culver’s Butterburger whenever I got the chance. My hair was a dull brown with a red tint to it, and my eyes were a simple green that reminded me of my father’s. They seemed to be the only thing I got from him. Then again, I wouldn’t know because he had passed away too soon.

  Ding. My computer chimed to life, signaling an incoming email. I blinked, reaching for the mouse to open the damn thing. I clicked on the email and it popped open, taking
up the whole screen.

  Hello Whitney,

  Your credentials are excellent and it seems to me that you have a lot of wonderful things going on in your life, so before I set anything up with you I would like to know some of your future goals. I would also like to know if you have children of your own, and if you do not if you plan to? You didn’t explain if you’re married either, so if you would like to divulge those things, that would be great.

  I look forward to hearing from you,

  Mr. Foss

  I sucked in a breath, and then another, my hands shaking as I stared at the computer screen. There was only one man that I knew of that went by the last name Foss and he lived right across the street.

  “Oh fuck…” I was on the verge of hyperventilating. The man was like a Greek God in my eyes. How the hell could I respond to this email knowing exactly who he was? Not to mention he fact that the questions he asked were so personal, so revealing. Of course, he have the right to know if the person that would be caring for his daughter had children of her own.

  I tapped my fingers idly against my wooden desk. The way I saw it I could respond back to his email answering his questions as thoroughly as possible and set up an interview with him, or I could forget the email and go back to searching for another job, one that wouldn’t have me lusting after the person who cut me a paycheck every week.

  I bit my bottom lip, but I wanted to work for Liam. His daughter was adorable, and adored by the whole neighborhood, which was obviously enough convincing for me, because I was responding to the email before I could even think about it.