Single Dad’s Spring Break

by Rye Hart

  Rick shook his head and stared down at his feet. “Fuck, Reed. I’m so sorry, man.”

  A tall, thin guy I’d seen in the bar came running over. “Hey, man, that chick across the lot called the cops. Thought you should know.”

  “The cops?” Kayla’s eyes filled with more tears and sure enough about that time, they rounded the corner.

  I turned to look at Rick. “Keep her quiet; I’ll handle it.” I knew most of the policemen on the force and had grown up with several of them. Everyone knew my family too. Having money buys certain favors, and I was about to call one in.

  The officer, a guy I knew named Lonny, got out of the car and walked up shaking his head. “I thought the description sounded a bit familiar. I’d know that truck anywhere,” he held out his hand. “Looks like you pissed someone off.”

  I let out a long breath. “Yeah, that’d be Rick’s problem.” He glared at Kayla who shrank back against her friend who put her arm around Kayla as if to hold her up.

  I cleared my throat. “Would you mind letting me handle this on my own? I’m sure she’s sorry and prepared to compensate.” The cop looked to Kayla who wiped her eyes and nodded.

  “Well, it’s your property and no one was hurt, so I was never here. Good luck.” He patted Rick on the back and then went back to his car, shaking his head and laughing.

  “I’m sorry,” said Kayla as the cop pulled out of the lot.

  “Someone’s going to pay for this.” I straightened my back and went to stand over the two girls. I knew my size was intimidating to most, and though Kayla shrank back even farther, her friend straightened, lifting her chin as if to show me she didn’t think much of my show of power.

  “I’ll take care of it, man. I’m sorry,” Rick said before turning to Kayla. “That bitch was lying back there, you have to believe me. I’ve been home online with you every night. When would I have had time to see, much less fuck, someone else?”

  Bella turned to face her friend. “Maybe he’s actually telling the truth, Kayla. You’ve had too much to drink, and you let your emotions get the best of you. Maybe you should sober up a bit before making a big decision.”

  She turned to give me a look that said “back off my friend,” and I couldn’t help but be taken by her beauty. I’d thought that Kayla would arrive with some random girl in tow, but instead, Bella was an angel—an absolute goddess. And knowing my predicament, I couldn’t help but wonder if she might just be the answer to my prayers. Yes, it was a fucking crazy idea to expect her to have my baby, especially since I’d been kind of a moody dick so far. But Rick had said that Kayla was asking about a friend for Bella, so maybe it wasn’t such a long shot. I almost faltered, but seeing her staring at me so defiantly turned me on. This girl was nothing like the airheads I’d been bedding. I wanted to see how far I could push her. “Seems to me she let her anger get the best of my truck.”

  “Your stupid truck can be fixed,” she snapped, and I almost smiled at the flash in her eyes. A heat started to build low in my gut.

  “Oh, it will be, but I’m not going to let my friend pay for her little tantrum.”

  “It’s not a problem, man,” Rick said, but I gave him a look that said he needed to let me handle it. He nodded as if he understood.

  “No, she did this, and she will pay, but I think instead of getting the police involved, a call to my lawyer is due.”

  “Please, I’m so sorry. I don’t have the money to fix it, but I’ll get it, I swear,” Kayla begged.

  “You’re going to make her pay?” Bella asked incredulously. “Your friend already offered to take care of it. Kayla shouldn’t have attacked your truck, but she was also provoked and you know it. You’re only doing this to assert your authority, and it’s a total asshole move.”

  “Wait, what? My truck just got scratched all to shit, and I saved her from jail, but I’m the asshole?” I was starting to get a pissed all over again.

  “You know very well what you’re doing.” Bella crossed her arms and stepped forward, coming toe-to-toe with me.

  “Are you challenging me? Perhaps you’d like to take care of things? As a matter of fact, I insist.”

  “What? Bella shouldn’t be held responsible.” Kayla went up to Rick and looked up at him with her big round eyes, and he gave me a pleading look.

  “How about you just worry about making this up to Rick, and I’ll make a deal with Bella.” The girl was standing too close to me, her eyes like daggers piercing my soul, and once my words registered, she lifted her shoulder.

  “Why should I bargain with you?” She tilted her head to the side but kept her gaze on mine.

  “Rick, why don’t you and Kayla give us a moment alone.” Rick took his cue, and the two got in my beat-up truck.

  “I’m not exactly sure what it is you think you’re doing but—” she started, but I held up my hand and cut her off.

  Now was the time to make my first move.

  “You come stay with me at my house for the two weeks you’re in town, and I’ll let your friend off the hook for the damages. Or I call my friend Lonny back and have charges filed against her.”

  “You’d do that? You’d let her go to jail?” Her lip curled in disgust.

  “It’s only right. She broke the law and wrecked my property. I’m well within my rights. But, as it turns out, I’m also very attracted to you, and I’d like to get to know you.”

  “So is this how you land yourself a girl? By blackmailing them?” She glanced back at the truck where Rick and Kayla were kissing like two horny teenagers in my back seat.

  She rolled her eyes and balled her fists at her side. “Fine. I’ll stay, but only if Kayla comes. I promised her I wouldn’t leave her side, and I’m not going to abandon her. Besides, it’s clear she needs a chaperone.”

  I narrowed my eyes to the scene in my back seat, where Rick had his face pressed hard into Kayla’s breasts, then I met Bella’s hazel eyes. “You’re a lousy chaperone.”

  “The only reason I’m agreeing to this crazy idea is so that my best friend doesn’t go to jail. Personally, I think you’re an awful human being,” she mumbled as she stalked back to the truck. She turned around as she reached the door. “Are you coming or what? We have to go check out of the hotel.”

  A slow smile spread across my face. She just might be the woman for me.

  CHAPTER FIVE - BELLA

  Reed was impossibly handsome and just knowing that he was attracted to me had come as a surprise. Though I was pretty sure he was nothing but a disgusting pig, the fact that he was willing to forgo thousands of dollars in damage to be close to me sort of turned me on. What did that say about me? Was I just leaping from one asshole to the next? As we pulled up to Reed’s house, I realized that we’d traded up from the hotel, and I tried not to let my impending bargain loom over me and cloud the beautiful scenery. Reed had driven us to his sprawling mansion, which looked like something from an old Civil War movie. The house seemed to glow in the distance as if it’s white paint was reflecting the full moon that hung directly over it.

  “It’s gorgeous. Will we disturb your family coming here so late?” He’d no doubt come and gone many times alone at this hour, but to bring in company, I didn’t want to be an imposition.

  Reed’s voice was but a growl beside me. “I live alone if you don’t count my staff.”

  “You’re all alone?” I suddenly felt a wave of uncertainty wash over me. He’d wanted me alone with him in his big house. I wasn’t naive enough to think that he just wanted to talk over the next two weeks, but I figured if there were other people around, I’d be safe.

  “My parents are both dead. I have my uncle, but he lives in the city closer to our family’s business.”

  In the back, Kayla let out a little moan, and Rick sighed. The two were sound asleep and had more than made up from the incident that landed me in my current mess.

  I was grateful that Kayla was asleep for the time being and I could at least have more time to think of an
excuse for why we were all traveling to Reed’s estate. I didn’t want to tell her what I’d agreed to. She’d been too drunk to know precisely what was happening, and I didn’t want her to feel like it was her fault that we were here—even if it was.

  To be honest, agreeing to spend two weeks with a handsome stranger was both unlike me and completely exhilarating. Back home, I told myself I was ready for a change and a new chapter in my life, but I would never have imagined being in such a predicament. I really didn’t know what to make of it all, but I would be lying if I said my nervousness wasn’t starting to fade into a serious turn on. What the fuck was wrong with me?

  Maybe these two weeks was just want I needed to kick off my new life. I wasn’t foolish enough to expect anything other than a good time with Reed. He was clearly a rich bachelor who was experienced in getting what, or who, he wanted. The thought that he wanted me, was making me sweat a bit.

  We walked into the house, and I was immediately impressed. The furniture was expensive and ornate, yet still looked inviting. There were several vases of fresh flowers like the ones I’d seen growing outside scattered around the large room, and rows of beautiful photographs lined one wall.

  Immediately drawn to the photos, I crossed the room and began to examine them closely. They were mostly of scenery, though some were of beautiful horses, and fields of roaming cattle. Whoever had taken them, had a very good eye.

  I felt Reed come up beside me. “You like them?” he asked.

  “Yes. The composition is amazing, and the photographer used the perfect filter for each one,” I said, continuing down the line.

  “You seem to know a lot about photography,” Reed said.

  I glanced at him to see that he was regarding me with a look that said he was impressed. “Yes, it’s actually what I do. I’ve actually published some of my work,” I said.

  “Wow,” Reed said. “Is it a hobby or something else?” he asked.

  “I’d say it’s been relegated to hobby status for the past few years, but in reality, it’s my passion. I want to do photography full time, to have my own studio, and eventually a gallery to display all my work,” I admitted out loud for the first time.

  Reed whistled low and looked at me with a newfound respect.

  I couldn’t help but feel proud of myself for finally putting my dream out there.

  The two love birds finally woke and came inside, and since Rick knew his way around, they disappeared up the stairs, hand in hand leaving Kayla’s suitcases. I glanced over at my stack of luggage and decided I’d need to know where to take it. It was getting late and I was getting tired.

  “Could you show me to my room?” I took my largest bag by the handle and Reed walked over to the bar.

  “What’s the rush? Wouldn’t you care for a drink first? I’ll pour.” He poured two shots of whatever he was drinking and carried one over and offered it to me.

  “I don’t drink.” I placed my hand on the neckline of my blouse as he shrugged and turned them both up, one right after the other.

  “I’d like to go upstairs and shower and change my clothes, please.”

  “Fine, I’ll show you to your room.” He walked over and lifted the larger bags as if they weighed nothing and I took two of the smaller ones.We headed up the long, curved staircase to the upper floor. He led me down the hall, and we made a turn down past a row of doors to the one on the end. “Here, just put them wherever. My bathroom is through that door and—”

  I froze in place. “This is your room?”

  “Yes, where you’ll be staying, with me, per our agreement.” Reed’s face was impassive as always, leaving me wondering what he was thinking.

  “You at your house, not in your room.”

  Reed stepped closer and took my hand, and it was as if an electric current went through me. He wasn’t gentle, but the sensation hit me right in my core with a burning ache of desire. “Well I guess you should have asked for clarification before you agreed.”

  “I’m not staying in here. There are fifty other rooms in this place, and I’ll take any of them, thank you.” I figured if I were firm then he wouldn’t insist, but I was wrong.

  “So then, you’re okay with me calling my lawyer first thing in the morning and filing that report?”

  My mouth popped open as he stroked my wrist with his thumb, still holding tight to my hand. “You won’t do it; you’re just teasing me. Trying to use it as an excuse to seduce me.”

  “I don’t need to seduce you. You’ll do what’s right to help your friend. Besides, I can tell you want me.” He met my eyes, and for the firsts time while staring intently at me, he smiled. “Your ego is laughable.” I started to turn, but he pulled me close to him, his lips brushing mine just before he took them without permission. It wasn’t that I didn’t want him to kiss me, but I was terrified of what might happen next. I could very easily give in to him. He awakened things inside me that Gavin had long since lulled to sleep

  Still, I pushed against his chest and broke the kiss. “I’ve just called off an engagement, so I’m not interested in hooking up.” There was no way that I was telling him that the ache between my legs disagreed with me wholeheartedly.

  “Suit yourself.” He dropped my hand and suddenly all the warmth I’d felt from him for those short moments was gone. The emotionless mask was back in place, and his demeanor was chilly. He picked my bags up from the floor and carried them to the door and out into the hall where he stopped in front of the door across from his room.

  He saw my hesitation and spoke.

  “You prefer that one?” He pointed to another door across the hall, and I shrugged.

  “Why not?” I stepped over to it and turned the knob, stepping inside before I even turned on the light.

  Rick was on his knees between Kayla’s legs, and he was lapping at her nice and slow as she moaned and writhed beneath him. I shut the door before either noticed me there and turned to bump right into Reed.

  “Go ahead. I don’t think he’d mind if you joined in.”

  “You’re a pig.” I tried to push him, but it was like hitting a wall, and he grabbed my wrist.

  “Why don’t you come get to know me and find out, instead of assuming.”

  “Oh, I know exactly who you are.” I’d left him back home. That’s who he was. Another Gavin, ego and all. “If you’ll excuse me.”

  This time he allowed me to push past him and I went to my room and slammed the door. He’d left my bags just inside the door, so I grabbed the ones I needed and placed them on the foot of the bed, which was dressed in a gorgeous Americana quilt. The furniture in the room was all painted blue and distressed, and though it looked a bit patriotic, the theme didn’t smother the class of the room.

  I noticed a door to the one side, which I guessed connected to the neighbors, and I’d seen quite enough of the two of them for one night. Rick had been gloriously naked, and I could see what Kayla had seen in him, but I couldn’t help but think that Reed was so much hotter.

  On the other side of the room, there was a big window looking out to the grounds. At the back was a closet and a small door that led to a personal bathroom. I peeked inside to see a gorgeous claw-foot tub. There was a ringed curtain around the back of it, and a showerhead.

  I treated myself to a warm bath, and I managed to get clean without making a huge mess or flooding the room.

  I dried and dressed in a sleep tank and panties and went back into the room and tucked myself down into the bed, thinking all the while about the man across the hall. He was too hard to read, but I couldn’t help but be fascinated.

  My core still ached from the thought of his touch, and it didn’t seem fair that beyond the door Kayla was getting pleasured so intently while I could only lay there and listen to her moans. If I hadn’t been so self-righteous, I might be enjoying the same experience in Reed’s room. Instead, I was forced to slip my hand into my own panties and release the tension that just being near the man had built between my leg
s.

  I remembered the words Reed said to me about being in his bed and I pictured myself in between his sheets, with his face in my pussy, pleasuring me softly.

  Although I was ridiculously wet and aroused, the idea of just straight going for it felt weird.

  Closing my eyes, I brought my hands to my jaw and slowly drifted them down my neck as I imagined Reed kissing me there. My touch was light as a feather, but the fantasy in my mind made it feel like fire licking my skin. As my fingers lowered to my collarbone and chest, that fire started to spread down to my thighs.

  My breathing grew heavier, and my thighs pressed together as the need for something more began to build within me. I brought my hands to my breasts and teased my nipples until the ache between my legs became nearly unbearable.

  My juices dripped from me and trickled down to the mattress beneath me. It was a wonderful sensation. Trembling a little, I glided my hand down my stomach until it reached the space where my hip and thigh met. My heart pounded as I took a sharp turn and felt the wetness of my folds for the first time.

  I felt soft and warm against my fingers, and though I’d touched myself in the past, this time felt completely different. It was surprisingly more intimate. I couldn’t deny that there was a part of me that felt like what I was doing was wrong because I’d just ended a relationship, but I decided that part was stupid and quickly pushed those thoughts aside as my fingers moved in a circular motion against my clit.

  Shockwaves of pleasure shot up through my body. Within seconds, I was dizzy and breathless, but I didn’t stop. I wanted more.

  I slid my hand lower and dipped a finger inside myself, amazed at the velvety feel of my drenched pussy. I drew my finger out and slid it in again, imagining it was Reed’s massive cock. I bucked and rolled against my fingers as I drew lazy circles over my swollen clit with my own sweet juices. Thinking again of how big Reed must be, I spread my hips wider and slid a second finger deep into myself, allowing my body to adjust to the new sensation before I started to thrust in and out . Withdrawing my slick fingers, I flicked the tips over my clit a few more times before my release. My back arched and my toes curled into the sheets underneath me.