by T. Massey
She stood before him in her lace underwear. Sandy fought the urge to cover herself when he ran his hungry eyes over her curves, taking in all the dips and creases of her flesh as his blue orbs met her green ones. The deep hunger, desire and lust could be seen in those pair of azure spheres.
He advanced toward her, his eyes taking her in as Nick licked his lips. She felt slightly uncomfortable with her two-inched heels on and with only her underwear on, Sandy felt vulnerable under his gaze.
“You look fucking sexy with black lace Sandy,” he said. “And with those killer heels, it makes me fucking hard just looking at you.” She gasped from hearing filthy words spill out of his mouth, though her pussy clenched around thin air.
“Nick,” she breathed.
He pounced on her like a predator pouncing on his prey. Sandy kicked off her shoes as he walked them back toward the couch, laying her down gently and pushing his way between her legs. Her soft body cushioned the hard planes of his body as his cock aligned with her wet folds, the thick length prodded against her heat. Their mouths found each other; their tongues clashing and dueling.
Nick pulled away and pressed hot, wet kisses all over her body. She laid back and enjoyed the sensations he drew out of her, soft mewling sounds slipped past her lips. She squirmed beneath him when he reached her belly dipping his tongue inside her navel before he reached the place where she ached most.
He teased her, tormented her slowly, gradually when he pulled back and shimmied out of his clothes. His cock protruded against the thin material of his black boxers, Sandy’s eyes lowered down and took in the massive length. She didn’t know how he would fit inside her but she trusted Nick to make things good. After all, this would be her first to have sex and she needed to let him know this.
Chapter 4 – First Time For Everything
“Nick,” Sandy called when he went back to her. His cock probed at her pussy, her clit throbbed and ached from the lack of attention.
“What is it baby?” he asked as he reached out and unclasped her bra, her breasts spilled out into his hands the moment he pulled the cups away.
“I need to tell you something,” she said. “It’s really important.”
He chuckled above her as he pressed a sweet kiss on her temple making it incredibly hard to focus on the situation. She needed to tell him that she was a virgin, and that this would be her first time having sex.
“That’s the third time you’ve said that Sandy,” he said, his breath fanned her wet skin.
“I’m a virgin,” she blurted.
His body grew rigid above her and Nick had stopped pressing sweet kisses on her temple. She felt him withdraw from her scaring Sandy as she met his eyes. His face was just as unreadable as it had been the moment she first met Nick. Her heart thumped loudly against her chest the longer his silence dragged on, and she didn’t know what to say or do to make things comfortable as it had been before.
Nick finally spoke. “You’re a virgin?” he asked, sounding incredibly surprised.
She nodded. “I am. I’ve never done it before…” her voice trailed and she had a hard time looking at him. Sandy felt suddenly too exposed and nudged him to get off of her, her eyes averting his own.
“Sandy,” Nick called.
“It’s okay, Nick.” Sandy replied, “We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. I’m not forcing myself on you, or pressuring you to be my first. I guess this is a mistake after all.”
Still averting his gaze she tried to push him off of her but he wouldn’t budge, his hefty weight kept her in place. “Let me up Nick,” she said. “I need to get dress.”
She reached for her clothes but he stopped her, his fingers clamping around her wrist stopping her from doing anything. She looked up at him in surprise as he growled out her name.
“Can you zip your lips so I can talk?” he ordered.
She nodded.
He gathered her back in his arms trapping her against the couch as his azure orbs met her emerald spheres, his gaze intense as it bore down on her. “This might come to a surprise to you Sandy but you’ll be my first virgin to take. And damn if my dick doesn’t like the idea of being your first. So if you’re still into this, I’d like for us to continue cause’ baby my cock is hard for you.”
“I’d like that too,” she agreed.
He jumped off the couch and grabbed her hand, leading her toward his bedroom and closing the door behind them. Nick laid her down gently on the center of his bed, his thighs brushing against hers as he settled between her legs.
“Beautiful,” he uttered and dipped his head down to taste her nipples. She cried out in pleasure when he flicked the pink tip with her tongue, her hips bucked and her back arched to get closer to his skilled mouth.
“Nick,” she moaned and laced her fingers through his dark mane. He hummed in his throat as the sound vibrated against her breasts, shooting a spark of electricity down to where she ached most. She rubbed her panty-clad heat against the bulge of his pants, moaning when her wet folds parted through her thin underwear. She cried out in relief when he began to make his way down, his lips hot and wet against her skin.
Sandy knew that as soon as he reached her pussy, there would be no turning back now. She would be forever his slave as long as he continued to eat her up like she was his favorite meal. She lifted her hips when he grabbed the waistband of her black underwear and pulled it down, burying his face between her thighs and making her cry out in pleasure.
She grabbed his head when he started attacking her pussy, licking and probing that pink meaty flesh between her folds. Sandy’s eyes rolled at the back of her head from the deep ache that began in the pit of her belly. Her stomach muscles clenched and unclenched from the deep sucking he was making.
Nick didn’t have mercy on her as she reached the start of her orgasm, never letting her go as he pushed the tip of his tongue into her wet opening lapping up every droplet of her juices as if she were his favorite drink. She came with a yell; her body shivered underneath while Nick drank all of her natural saps. Her body fell back down on the bed, sated and boneless from her intense orgasm.
He pulled back and stepped out of his boxers, throwing it behind him as he walked back to her and settled between her thighs. The head of his cock probed her wet hole and pushed an inch in, careful not to hurt her. She waited for the pain that most women talked about when Nick pushed all the way in, her inner walls clamped around his massive length.
“Am I hurting you?” he asked through gritted teeth.
She shook her head. “No, not at all.”
He began to move above her, his thick length stretching her farther and the uncomfortable feeling faded, replaced by the deep sensations she had felt when she reached her orgasm but a lot better. Nick picked up his pace and drove inside her, his legs slamming against her thighs and her body shuddering beneath him. Her fingernails dug into his skin, pulling him down just as she met his thrusts. Sandy came with a start, her inner muscles clamped hard around his girth just as he followed her into oblivion. His body shook before he fell on top of her, their breathing ragged.
Chapter 5 – The Baby
Six months later…
Sandy was pregnant. She stared down at the pregnancy test in her hands, two lines popped up from the white blank screen. She couldn’t fathom the idea of carrying a living soul inside of her, of thinking that in just nine months she’d be giving birth to a baby—a baby that was part of her and a part of Nick.
Nick.
She hadn’t told him yet about her pregnancy. And Sandy knew that he might not take the news well, how could he when he was set on taking that contract with another company? She nibbled down on her full bottom lip as she wandered around his penthouse, her fingers interlocked as she paced around his living room. For the last couple of months, she’d decided to leave the company she used to work for and came to live with Nick as his mistress. Though mistress would be an understatement name for her since Sandy didn’t know what role she
plays in his life.
The front door to his house swung open and revealed a stone-face Nick. He dropped his bag on the couch and sauntered over to her, his jaw clenched and his eyes unreadable. Sandy didn’t know why he was acting this way, though she guessed he had another rough day at work.
“You’re home early,” she observed when he reached her.
“We’ll talk later. I need you now,” Nick growled and pressed her against the wall. He started attacking her mouth his tongue, licking and tasting the depths of her orifice as Sandy moaned. Her fingers found the back of his neck curling around his nape as he pushed against her body, the large bulge in his pants probed her wet pussy. He made a grunting noise in his throat before he pulled away, turning her around to face the blank wall. She felt him fumble with his pants, unzipping his zipper to let his thick length out.
Once he had his cock out of his slacks, he grabbed the hem of her skirt and threw it up until it rested on her waist. His hands quick and efficient as he tugged at her red lace panties down, groaning when he found her ready and moist. He pushed a finger inside her making deep grunting noises in her ear as her inner muscles clamped tight around his thick digits.
“Nice and tight baby,” he growled in her ears as he pulled his fingers out and grabbed the base of his cock, aligning it to her wet opening.
Sandy cried out when he thrust inside her. Her ass raised up in the air as Nick pounded into her hard and deep, his hips slammed against the cheeks of her butt. She held onto the wall taking his brutal strokes and felt herself reach her orgasm, soft mewling sounds erupted from her throat. Nick grabbed her hips and brought her down just as he thrust up, her body jolting in desire. She moaned too loudly when he pummeled inside her again, her inner muscles clinched around his thick cock. She came with a shout as Nick followed her into oblivion, his teeth sank down on her shoulder blade. His semen shot up in her womb, dripping down to the inside of her thighs when he pulled out of her gently. Her legs were sticky from his load, and Sandy yanked at the hem of her dress to regain composure.
“I need to tell you something,” Sandy began when she turned around and faced Nick. He was zipping his pants up again when she spoke.
“What is it?” he asked, grabbing her wrist to pull her away from the wall. They sat down on the couch, her fingers locked once again as Sandy ignored the sticky semen in her legs.
“I…” she began but found herself unable to move on.
“What is it?” Nick asked as he pushed a strand of hair into her ear, gathering her into his arms. She found comfort in his arms as she found courage to tell him about the baby.
“I’m pregnant,” Sandy declared, gnawing on her bottom lip. Nick stared at her, his eyes wide. He blinked a few times before he finally spoke.
“Are you joking?” he asked quietly.
Sandy shook her head. She knew that this wasn’t the time to tell him about the baby, or let alone be pregnant when he worked so hard to gain that contract he’d been trying to win from the start of the year. Nick was a responsible man in spite of his playboy background; he’d do anything to make things right if he could. And the last thing she wanted was to tie her up to him because of the baby.
“You’re pregnant?” he whispered and pulled away. She felt her heart sank as Nick ran the palms of his hands on his face. A sigh leaving his lips. Was it so bad to have a baby with her?
She laid a hand on his shoulder in reassurance. “Don’t worry, Nick. I’m not trying to tie you to me just because we have a baby. We can end this now—whatever this is we have—”
He cut her off with a growl. “The hell we will. I’m not letting you do this by yourself Sandy. This is my kid too, not just yours. So I think I’m entitled to make a decision.”
“What are you saying?” she breathed in surprise.
“We’re getting married,” Nick declared and stood up from the couch.
“What?” she said. “Of course we’re not getting married Nick. That’s absurd. We don’t have to marry just because there’s a baby. This is the twenty-first century Nick. No one marries any more just because you’re bound to a responsibility.”
“This isn’t up for a discussion Sandy,” Nick said.
“But you don’t love me,” she whispered.
He turned back to her, assessing her with a confused look on his face. “What did you say?”
She shook her head.
“Sandy,” Nick warned.
“I said you don’t love me,” she repeated and looked up to meet his eyes. “I don’t want to get married just because we have a baby. I don’t want you to be tied to me because of your responsibility. We can work things out Nick without getting married. We can always share custody over the baby—”
“I don’t love you?” he repeated. “Who the hell told you that?”
She blinked through the sudden sting of tears in the back of her eyes. “I just assumed that you didn’t…”
“Well, you’re wrong Sandy. I love you. Don’t you think I would have ended this relationship a while back if I didn’t love you?”
“Nick, I…”
“And don’t tell me that I what I’m feeling is wrong too Sandy because I know it isn’t. It’s up to you whether you want to be married to me and split custody over the child. But I know what I want.”
“You love me?” she repeated and shook her head as if to clear the fog in her mind. “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me all along.”
Nick sat back down and gathered her in his arms, her head laid upon his shoulder. “I was afraid you wouldn’t feel the same. So what’s your decision?”
She pulled away to look at his face. “Yes, I will marry you.”
He kissed her then. Their kiss long and sweet. Sandy hid her face into the crook of his neck, smiling and content to finally hear how Nick felt about her. She was just about to doze in his arms when a thought struck her.
“What will happen to the contract you signed with that company?” she asked.
He shook his head. “You don’t have to worry about it. I’m thinking of letting it go and focusing in being with you throughout this whole pregnancy.”
She blinked through the tears in her eyes and kissed him. Just then Sandy felt love and contentment blossom in the pit of her belly, thankful that she had finally found the love of her life.
ROMANCE
Her Alpha Billionaire Neighbor
Table of Contents
Introduction
Chapter 1 – A Broken Filter
Chapter 2 – The Man of Her Dreams
Chapter 3 – An Unexpected Surprise
Chapter 4 – A Question
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Introduction
Catrina Harper had served as a house-sitter for the wealthy van Hoff family in the Hamptons every summer since she was seventeen while they spent their days on their private island. Next door lived James Forrester, owner of Silverline jets and a notoriously handsome bachelor. Her one wish is to get noticed by him, but she knows she's nothing like the supermodels he hangs around with.
But James has had his eye on her for years. When a happy accident brings the two together, they find they have more in common than they thought, and what follows will change the course of both of their lives forever.
Chapter 1 – A Broken Filter
Catrina Harper frowned at the van Hoff family's pool filter, which was currently making a rather alarming noise. She pressed a green button and it beeped loudly, making her jump back and drop the towel she'd had on over her bikini.
She'd been housesitting for the van Hoff family for two months out of the summer every year since she was sixteen. They had a house in a remote area of the Cayman Islands, and clearly wanted to spend more time there than they did here in the summer. Summer in the Hamptons could be unbearable, Catrina had to admit. “Too touristy,” Carolyn van Hoff always said with a dismissive wave of her hand.
