Seducing the Virgin (Sold to The Billionaire MFM Romance #1)

by J. L. Beck

  “I can feel you. Every long inch,” I panted, wanting him to move so badly, but knowing that if he did that would push us one step closer to the end of what was taking place between us.

  “I don’t want to move but I need to. I need to plant my seed deep inside of you and let the roots grow. I need to give you this baby, and bring more joy to us.” His hot breath fanned against my ear as he seated himself fully inside of me, making me feel fuller than I ever had been. Pushing back against his cock, I smiled as the growl he emitted was directed at me.

  “Give it to me,” I begged, knowing he needed me to give him that final push over the edge. The one thing that would make him lose control. His hands slammed against the mattress beside my head as he pulled out of me and slammed back into with so much force, I was sure I was going to move up the bed.

  All I could feel was Liam, as his cock split me in two, pleasure and pain fueling us both as I urged him to take me harder. His kisses against my spine, neck, and shoulders were tender, but his cock it pierced me straight through the heart owning every single fiber of my body.

  “Your body was made for me. The way you take my cock. You’re perfect, Whitney. Absolutely fucking perfect.” I smiled, because with every rock of his hips against my ass I could feel just how perfect he was.

  He worshipped me, branding himself deep beneath my skin. Sweat trickled down my forehead and onto the bed sheets as we both tried our best to hold on to the pleasure.

  I failed first, my pussy clenching around Liam’s cock tightly as I fell apart with an ear-piercing scream. My body shuddered against the mattress and lights flashed before my eyes. A euphoric feeling like I had never felt before slammed into me, owning me, and demanding every single piece of my heart.

  Seconds later Liam came, his hot semen filling my cunt to the brim with what would hopefully be our future. I knew then, as Liam fell apart inside of me that that was his roar of love. That was his mark on my soul.

  We stayed like that for a long time, his hands searching every single inch of my body while mine did the same. I mapped out every piece of his pleasure, from his sexy as hell tattoos, to the one single dimple that sometimes appeared when he smiled. I hadn’t known him long, less than a year, but I felt like I had known him an entire lifetime.

  “Thank you.” He broke the silence first; his voice was gruff, and still full of emotion from what had taken place a short time ago.

  “For?” I questioned, brushing a few strands of his dark brown hair out of his eyes. He needed a haircut.

  “For giving me this. All of it. You. A family. A mother for Emery. Thank you.” He peppered my face with kisses and I giggled like a little girl, my heart swelling with every press of his lips against my flesh.

  “It’s nothing that I myself have never wanted Liam. I’ve wanted this with you for as long as you’ve lived across the street.” I blushed, knowing I was going to embarrass myself.

  “Have you now…?” He snickered.

  “Yes. From the very first moment I saw you pushing that stroller around with little Emery in it, I knew you would be a fantastic dad. I had hoped and prayed that whenever the time came for me to have kids that I would get to have a father for my children just like you.” I felt the need to hurl right then and there.

  “Well, your prayers had been answered, sweethear,t because I was watching you. Waiting for the right time. I didn’t know if things would line up right for us, hell I didn’t even know if you would respond to the ad, all I knew was that I wanted you more than I had any other woman, ever.”

  “We both got lucky then,” I mumbled tracing one of his tattoos that ran all the way across his chest. His abs were on display, as was his cock, which also happened to be hard again.

  “I see that look sweetheart so unless you plan on letting me fuck you again. I suggest you take those fuck me eyes somewhere else.” His eyes flickered with mischief, but his voice held a warning. It said if you play with fire, baby, you will get burned.

  I pouted. “I want you again but I know if we do it again so soon I’ll regret it. I’m not used to your size just yet and I already feel sore,” I huffed out, pouting even more. All Liam did was laugh, his deep robust laughter causing a smile to pull at my lips, and flip my frown upside down.

  “I’ll run you a bath, baby, and then maybe later after we get Emery laid down for bed we can take turns bringing each other to our knees.” He jumped from the King size bed and jogged to the bathroom, a second later the sound of the faucet for the bathtub turned on.

  This had to be a dream. No way did I just have the most amazing sex of my life with a man who wants to have babies with me, who is now drawing me a bubble bath. I shook my head, and knew that Liam saw the astonishment on my face before I could remove it.

  “I don’t care who you had in the past. None of that matters now. All that matters is you, me, Emery, and our family that I’m going to plant inside of you. Okay? I’ll do whatever I can make sure your needs are met, and I’ll never let you down, Whitney. Never.” He spoke from the heart, and I could see in his eyes that he meant every word that he said.

  It moved me so much that tears pricked from my eyes and those tears only became worse as Liam swept me up in his arms, cradling me against his chest as he walked us both into the bathroom. I sobbed, not because I was unhappy, but because for the first time in my life I felt like I belonged somewhere. I felt loved, and cherished and nonetheless by a man that had known me for far less of a time than most others I had known nearly my entire life.

  “I can’t say I love you yet because I want the moment that I do say it to be perfect, but I will tell you that those feelings are there, deep, pulsing, and pounding in my chest, Whitney.” He kissed me so gently I felt the entire world spin, and then he placed me into the soaker tub, my entire body becoming engulfed in warmth in less than a second.

  I leaned back against the tub, my body melting into the water as I watched Liam walk away. I had waited an entire lifetime for someone like him to walk into my life and here he was in the flesh, being sweet as sugar and taking care of me like no one had ever offered before.

  I moved my legs, my thighs rubbing together as I allowed the warm water to melt away the stiffness between them. I was sore, but that didn’t mean I didn’t want Liam again. I wanted him, over and over again. I wanted to relive that moment between us forever.

  He may not have been my first but he was most definitely the first man that claimed me so deeply that it shattered me from the inside out.

  I rested my head against the back of the tub and let my eyes flutter closed. It was a miracle that Emery hadn’t woken up because of us. Then again she was dead to the world tired as was I before Liam woke us up. Initially I felt like shit for falling asleep with our precious little girl, but Liam more than reminded me that I had done nothing wrong.

  That I was now a parent to her too, and that if I wanted to snuggle with her on the floor in the playroom then I could do that. I expelled a breath and sucked in another one forcing myself to relax.

  I was just about to doze off when Liam walked in with a very sleepy, but so adorable Emery in his arms. I could feel my pussy clench. Dear Lord did Liam look gorgeous with no shirt on holding a blonde haired, blue-eyed little girl. His ink peeked at me from where he held Emery.

  “Look who is awake, Mommy.” When Liam referred to me as a mommy I almost fell apart right there in the tub. I blinked away the tears that wanted to escape my eyes and instead stared up at the two most important people in my life. I had been blessed in my life, but with nothing quite as great as these two.

  “My heart is so full,” I gasped, little Emery giving me a toothy grin as she babbled. I knew she wasn’t more than a little over a year old.

  Liam dropped down to his knees in front of the tub and Emery dipped her fingers in the water splashing both of us. We laughed because the happiness that poured from Emery from the simple touch of water was amazing.

  “You complete us and no amount of time wil
l ever change that. When you know someone is the one for you why wait? The best kind of love is the kind you least expect. The kind you don’t wait a million years for… The kind that is right in front of you.” Liam kissed me again and this time when his lips pressed against mine a fire stirred in my belly.

  This man was an excellent father, a businessman, and the soon to be a father to one of our children. He was right, the best kind of love was the one that came out of nowhere, knocking you off your feet.

  “I know you said you wouldn’t tell me you loved me until the moment was right for you, but I have to tell you right now because the moment is right for me. I love you, Liam Foss. I love our daughter and I love the fact that you’ve welcomed me and offered to give me something that no other man has before.”

  I was a blubbering mess, and as Emery wrapped her small hand around one of my fingers, I knew I would never forget this moment or the feelings that were pulsing through my veins.

  “It’s an honor, Whitney. It’s an even bigger honor to have you as the mother to Emery.” His voice was full of emotion and I realized then that we were both so taken back by our feelings. Neither of us expected to fall so hard, and maybe that was half the problem. We were both already head over heels, and having sex only intensified those emotions.

  “I’m going to finish in the bath and then I’m going to make us the best lasagna either of you has ever had.” I raised an eyebrow daring him to second-guess me.

  He smiled smugly, “I’ll be the judge of that, sweetheart.” Emery splashed a few more times and then they both left, but not before Liam gave me one last look. Deep in those crystal blue eyes laid a dormant man. One that wanted to own me, and push me to the limits and I’ll be damned if that didn’t make me want him more.

  I was more than in love.

  I was obsessed.

  Chapter Six

  Liam

  A week later

  I couldn’t lie. Whitney did make one of hell of a lasagna. The fact that she could take care of Emery, cook, and had a pussy made of gold only added to the feelings that I had for her.

  “You’re coming out with us tonight. It’s been almost a year since you’ve gone out to the bar with us to celebrate closing a contract.” Jay, my best friend and business partner, demanded into the phone. It had been a long as time since I’d left the house without Emery, but in my defense, I loved the little girl too much to just leave her with a sitter whenever I wanted to do something. If she couldn’t go then I just didn’t go.

  “I’m a dad, Jay. I have responsibilities and a life, and shit that needs to be done around the house. Emery and I have a lot going on.” I didn’t mention Whitney yet and it wasn’t because I was hiding her, it was because I wanted her to remain mine and only mine for as long as possible. I didn’t care who knew about us. I just wanted to enjoy what I had with her, just with her for now.

  “Being a dad doesn’t give you a reason to just stay held up in your house. Emery is adorable and so fuckin cute but that doesn’t mean you spend every waking minute with her. Take some time for yourself tonight. Meet me at Club X. I’ll buy drinks.” I knew more than anyone that Jay wouldn’t take no for an answer. If anything he would show up here with a babysitter in hand and force me to go out.

  I scrubbed a hand down my face, “Jay…” I growled out frustrated that he was giving me no out.

  “It’s for the good of your sanity. It’s not bad to socialize either and I miss hanging out with you, dude.” Before I could answer, Whitney walked into my office, her hair was curled, and she was wearing a pair of jean shorts that should be illegal.

  “Fine, but I’m warning you now I’m bringing someone with me tonight, and she’s mine,” I spoke forcefully into the phone before hitting the end key, but not before hearing him bust out in laughter.

  “Who was that?” Whitney asked, batting her eyes seductively at me. Fuck me. It was getting really fucking hard to focus on work when my cock kept trying to escape my jeans.

  “My best friend, Jay. We just closed another deal with a client and he wants to go out and celebrate tonight.” I ran a hand through my hair. Whitney could see the frustration rolling off of me in waves and she was so very bad for coming in here when she knew I had been waiting till she said she was ready to have sex again.

  “You look a little stressed and baby girl is napping….” She teased, licking her lips. I knew the look in her eyes because it mirrored my own. Fuck, she was playing with fire, and I hoped she was prepared to be swallowed alive by it.

  “Are you asking me to fuck you again, sweetheart, because if you are, that’ll be the best goddamn thing I’ve heard all day,” I smirked, unable to even be frustrated an ounce with her in my presence.

  “No….” One of her fingers poked me in the chest. “I’m going to fuck you this time.” The grin on her face made me giddy and had my hands itching to touch her skin. How had I gotten so lucky?

  “Oh really…?” I raised an eyebrow, spreading my legs and allowing my stiff cock to sit more comfortably. I was totally challenging her, and I wanted to know if she would follow through and make me the submissive one.

  “Do you like chocolate, Liam?” She twirled around me, shoving my office chair enough so that she could walk a full circle around me.

  My tongue flicked out over my lips. “I like anything that comes with you. Anything.” I was panting with need and if she didn’t do something real fast she would be at the mercy of my cock.

  “Hold tight then. I’ve got something special for you.” Her voice was barely above a whisper, or at least it seemed like that in my mind. Before I could stop her and pin her down on my desk, she was out of the room, running off to get whatever it was she wanted.

  Seconds ticked by, and she came back strutting in nothing but her panties into my office. Chocolate in thick slabs across her large tits, and nipples, neck, and throat. I swallowed, hard. Inhaling her scent mixed with the sweet chocolate and hazelnuts.

  “You’re tempting my patience, sweetheart. I’ve been holding myself back every night as we lay in bed together. Forcing myself to give you space all while reminding myself that you want a baby.” I was seconds away from pouncing on her.

  She didn’t care, though, her long curls bouncing with every step, as she walked across the room barefooted. My eyes couldn’t leave her body, and I roamed every single inch, wondering if she left any chocolate between those smooth thighs of hers.

  “Remove your pants, Mr. Foss,” she ordered with a smile on her face. I gritted my teeth, wanting to play her game so badly.

  “Okay. I’ll remove my jeans but you need to let me suck on one of those tits of yours.” I tried to barter with her, but got nowhere because she placed a finger to my lips shushing me while shaking her head no.

  “You’ll get to lick me when you do as you’re told.” I’ll be damned. I flicked the button on my jeans and shimmied out of them, it should’ve been a damn record in the record books how fast I went.

  She smiled, knowing I was going to do whatever she told me to while she tangled her body over me.

  With my jeans ripped from my body she jumped up into the chair the flimsy thong she was wearing did nothing to stop my cock from entering her.

  “Fuck…” I hissed out, my lips going straight to one of her tits. The second I sucked the nipple into my mouth she melted, her chest arching into my face as she begged me for more.

  “Yes, lick my titties, Liam.” She moaned in pleasure, her head falling back. My hands wrapped around her middle, holding her in place while I sucked the nipple harder into my mouth, the sweet chocolate hazelnut spread, which I now knew was Nutella, exploded against my tongue, and I fucking thought she was sweet tasting before. I licked every single drop of the goodness of her right tit while tweaking her left nipple between my two fingers the creamy spread making everything slippery.

  “Ahhh…” Her pussy started to grind against my cock and I pulled her into my face, releasing my hold on her tits, and instead took the t
ime to kiss her. I placed my lips against her harshly, searing us together. Her hands roamed all over my body, gripping onto my shoulders like a lifeline.

  “Behave,” I warned, biting her bottom lip hard enough to draw blood. She smiled against my teeth, grinding herself harder against my cock. I dropped my lips to her neck, where I sucked and licked at the path of chocolaty goodness she left me. Unable to take another second of torture, I ripped the thong from her ass and slammed upwards into her pussy all in one fluid motion.

  “Mmm….” She moaned out in pleasure, my teeth grazing against her earlobe as I shoved her hair off her shoulder, exposing her long creamy smooth neck.

  “So good, baby, so good.” I encouraged her as she bounced up and down on my cock, her tits slapping against my chest as the chair beneath us creaked. All I could feel was the warmth of her pussy, squeezing me tighter with every thrust.

  “Fuck me,” she growled, sinking her nails into my neck, her lips finding mine as she kissed me with so much emotion. I couldn’t see myself ever going without this girl. I couldn’t picture a life without her.

  “Your wish is my command, sweetheart,” I mumbled into her hair, holding her against my chest, as I thrust upward into her, my cock hitting the back of her pussy, sending waves of pleasure through the head of my cock.

  “Yes. Yes. Yes.” She ground against me, meeting every thrust with her own, pushing us both to a release that was so powerful my entire body shook. Her pussy clenched, and her entire body went rigid while my toes curled into my socks and my seed shot deep inside her womb.

  I gripped her hips hard enough to bruise her perfect skin, wanting the moment that we were feeling right this second to last forever. Whitney collapsed against my shoulder and I cradled her against my chest, pressing a kiss against her sweaty forehead.

  We were both out of breath and consumed with love. After the sex we just had, I knew there was no way I could remain frustrated about going out tonight, especially with Whitney.