Pretend Daddy: A Fake Marriage Romance

by Amy Brent

  “Why the hell do you care so much?” Luke asked.

  “It’s a decent question,” Ron said.

  “Because someone should. You claim to want to defend her from guys you think aren’t good enough for her, but you won’t defend her from the parents who are bullying her. And you, Mr. Duffield. You claim to love your daughter while simultaneously shoving your own dreams on her because you don’t want to see what you built die. I get that. This food delivery business I’ve built with your son is my pride and joy. But, if I ever have kids one day and that wasn’t what they wanted to do, then I’d train someone from the outside to take it over,” I said.

  “It’s a family business, and it needs to stay that way,” Ron said.

  “At the expense of your daughter’s love and happiness?”

  Ron finally dropped his gaze to his lap, and I shook my head. I was sitting in front of someone who was merely another addict. Ron might not be addicted to drugs or alcohol, but he was addicted to his business. To this idea, he had constructed around it. It had to adhere to a very specific vision he had, or it would fail. He’d convinced himself of that, so his addiction was eating him alive.

  “Stand up for your sister more, dude,” I said, turning my attention to him. “I’m a fucking stranger in this house, and even I know this is messed up.”

  I got up from my seat and decided to venture outside. I couldn’t sit in that room with the two of them much longer, especially after the things I’d just said. I felt my heart hammering hard against my sternum, and for a split second, I thought it was going to crack my bones. I started wondering if Amber was alright. If maybe I should call her or go try to find her.

  But, tomorrow was Tuesday, and I was going to see her anyway.

  So, I decided to take the time on the porch and settle myself for the viewing of the office spaces.

  I had a feeling no one would bother me out here for a while, anyway.

  Chapter 14

  Amber

  I woke up Tuesday morning with a text from Tyler. I had forgotten all about our little rendezvous this evening because of some bullshit my dad pulled yesterday. Honestly, part of me wasn’t in the mood to see anyone, but I read where Tyler said he’d found the perfect place for their offices, and I got curious. This would be a good way for me to pick someone’s brain about pricing in the city, so I decided to roll out of bed and take a shower.

  I finished my shower and did my hair before I threw on a pair of jeans and a nice top, then I started for the car. I sent Tyler a message back asking him where he was, and the address he shot me was one I didn’t recognize. I had to type it into the GPS just to get me to that part of the city, and as I navigated, I couldn’t help but clock all the “for rent” and “for sale” signs on the windows as I got closer. It appeared he had purchased an office space in an area that seemed to be up-and-coming, so it made me curious as to how much he signed it for.

  I parked in the little gravel parking lot beside the building as Tyler stood outside and watched me. I climbed out of the car and our eyes connected, and immediately a smile crossed my face. It was terrific to see him, especially after the drama from yesterday, and I threw my arms around his neck when he approached me.

  “So, this is it, huh?” I asked.

  “Yep. It’s officially our new office space in LA,” he said.

  “It looks like it’s got another little space on top there,” I said.

  “Yeah, it’s a loft space. I’m going to have it outfitted with plumping since it’s already got electric and it’s going to be my apartment,” he said.

  “You and Luke are going to live in that little space above the new office?” I asked.

  “Nope. I’m manning the LA location on my own,” he said.

  I turned my head to look at him as he said that. Luke wasn’t moving back to the area? But, Tyler was?

  “So, you’re going to be living here,” I said.

  “Yep.”

  “Just you.”

  “Yep,” he said, grinning.

  “In LA,” I said.

  “Uh huh.”

  “When will you, uh, be out here?” I asked.

  “I’ve got someone already coming in tomorrow to set up the plumbing in the upstairs. Apparently, the loft space was built to rent out as a studio apartment-type deal, but they never routed the plumbing to the upstairs. It won’t be a very difficult job, so the plan is to officially move in right after Christmas,” he said.

  “And you signed the papers?” I asked.

  “It’s official,” he said, grinning.

  Tyler wouldn’t take his eyes off me, so I knew he was studying my reaction. And honestly? I wasn’t sure what kind of reaction I was supposed to be having. I expected him to leave after Christmas and never come back. I knew them splitting the control of the company between two businesses meant one of them living here and the other living there, but I figured Luke would be the one to move back here.

  You know, with his family being here and all.

  “Will you miss Luke?” I asked as my eyes scanned the building.

  “I mean, we run a business together. We’ll see each other at least weekly. Him flying out here or me getting out to him. He’ll be flying out here frequently until we get this location up and running, too.”

  “Ah,” I said.

  “He’s got all the connections back home. This’ll be a good place for me to do what I do best and create connections that could help us both here and back home. No offense to your brother, but he has a tendency to stay with one type of connection. I like to branch out. I think I could grow this thing into something massive,” he said.

  “And you’d be near me,” I said.

  I wasn’t sure where that came from, but when I turned my gaze back to Tyler, he was grinning devilishly. I bet he was clocking how long it would take me to say something like that, and suddenly I felt as if I was on display.

  “I mean, I’m just saying. If Luke isn’t the one coming out here, you’ll probably have my family pestering you to feel closer to Luke. Which means I’ll have to swoop in and get them off your back,” I said.

  “How sweet. My hero,” he said, grinning.

  “Would you like to see the inside?” he asked.

  “Sure,” I said.

  He opened the door for me and as I walked in my eyes widened. The space was huge, which meant the loft above would be roomy, too. He really nailed down a perfect location for all of this.

  “You’ve got a lot of room in here,” I said.

  “Yeah. We’ll be able to take orders, showcase what we can do, and provide a safe space for all the delivery people we hire.”

  “I don’t know much about your business, honestly. What do you and my brother do?” I asked.

  “It’s a food delivery business for companies that don’t deliver. We hire drivers to go to all the places you don’t want to—like coffee houses or the pharmacy. You order what you need, you pay, our drivers pick it up, and then they bring it to you.”

  “Wait, seriously?” I asked.

  “Yep. It was a massive hit back home, so we’re hoping LA will be the same way,” he said.

  “Holy shit, that’s awesome,” I said, smiling.

  “Uh huh. Maybe it’s a service you could use some time,” he said.

  I felt him approaching me, his breath hot on my neck. There was a dusty desk in the middle of the room he pressed me against, and I felt my body drop its defenses. Tyler Raymond was going to be close running a business I knew would succeed in a city like LA He kissed the nape of my neck, and I instinctively rolled my hips back into him, eliciting a moan I wanted to hear again and again.

  “You’ll be very close,” I whispered.

  “Mmmhmmm,” he hummed in my ear.

  “Maybe we could—”

  “Oh, I plan on it,” he said.

  His hands wrapped around my body and undid the button of my jeans. I felt my clothes being slid down my body before his hands wrapped around my thighs, and
he pulled my hips back into him as his tongue slid between my pussy lips. I leaned over onto the dusty desk, opening myself further to him while his tongue found my swelling clit, and he began his beautiful work while my ass bounced on his forehead.

  “Oh, Tyler. Holy fuck, yes.”

  My legs were already trembling, and I could feel my first orgasm building quickly. The mere idea that I would have him more and more—as often as I wanted—was intoxicating.

  But, the fact that he had been thinking about it as well made me drip for him.

  He pressed his tongue into my clit, and it sent me over the edge. I shook against the desk while his tongue flicked my clit side to side, but the moment I came down from my high he didn’t stop. He slid his tongue into my pussy and shoved it in before I felt a pressure at my entrance. His tongue slid back up to my clit while his finger crooked inside my body, and I began to grind my ass back into his face.

  “Holy shit, yes. Tyler. Fuck, that feels so good. Oh, yes. Don’t stop. Please. Fuck.”

  His finger rubbed against that sweet spot deep within my pussy while his tongue raked across my clit. The stubble on his chin tickled the insides of my thighs as I squeezed down onto him, and I could feel my pussy juices leaking onto his face. My legs trembled and my back pulled taut as Tyler picked up his pace, and the second stars began to burst in my vision I knew I was done for.

  I couldn’t even call out his name as my body was trembling on the desk. He sucked my clit between his lips as I bucked wildly back into his face, using the desk as leverage while my legs gave out from underneath me. I felt his finger slide out of my wet depths before he held me up off his face, and he licked up everything I had to offer him before he slowly set my feet back down.

  My head was spinning as I heard his belt buckle clacking, and I didn’t have the energy to move. Dust was flying all around us in the expansive space of his new office, and all I could do was take him in. I would be able to have this as often as I wanted, in every position, on every surface, and in varied lengths for as long as I wanted.

  I felt the tip of his dripping dick paint circles on my ass cheeks before he slid himself into my pulsing pussy.

  “Oh, fuck, Amber. You feel so tight.”

  He gripped my hips and began with a slow pace. He coated his dick in my juices while his precum dripped down my ass, and his hand slid up my shirt as he felt my back shiver at his touch. I gripped the edge of the desk as he thrust deep into me, and with every pound, he sent my way the desk scooted us closer and closer to the back of the store.

  All of a sudden, I felt him wrap his hands in my hair. His dick was pounding my aching pussy while my juices dripped down his balls, and my entire body shook when his hips connected with mine. The sweet sounds of wet skin beating wet skin rang out into the space, echoing back at us off the corners that were cheering us on. I moaned and writhed for him as his dick assaulted my body, pulling from me a pleasure I don’t think I’d ever experienced with him.

  Even in college.

  “Fuck me, Tyler. Yes. Just like that. Fuck me like the rag doll you want me to be. Use me for your own pleasure.”

  I felt my body milking his dick for everything it had, and I smiled when I felt him twitch inside of me. His hips stuttered, and it caused his balls to swing and smack my clit, and once again I was thrown over the edge at the hands of a man I couldn’t get out of my head.

  My pussy throbbed around him, sucking him deeper and deeper as he fell to my back. His hands planted themselves beside me as his cock pumped me full of his hot, sweet cum, and he placed a small kiss to my ear as he heaved and panted with exhaustion.

  My body was shaking with my orgasm as my pussy pushed him out. I could feel his dick still spurting cum down my leg as he pressed sloppy kisses onto the back of my neck. I reached back and ran my fingertips through his hair, encouraging him to lay down on my back before I felt his body collapse onto mine. I wanted to feel close to him while my vision tunneled from the sheer force of my orgasm.

  I wanted him to shake with me while we both tried to recuperate.

  And then, he whispered a beautiful phrase in my ear I knew I wouldn’t get out of my head for a very long time.

  “I will not use you, Amber. No matter what you ask.”

  Chapter 15

  Tyler

  I peeled myself from her body and helped her get up onto her feet. I had nothing to help her clean up with, but she seemed to shimmy her pants back up just fine. I checked her for wet spots before I watched her leave, and I got the sense that she left quickly for a reason. I watched her burst through the front doors of the new office space and spill out onto the sidewalk, and she didn’t even look back at me before she turned and started for her car.

  And then, my phone rang in my pocket.

  I dug it out and saw it was Luke, and I was honestly a bit freaked out. Had he seen us? Was he calling me up to tell me he knew? He called way too close for my comfort. I mean, my body was still trembling from cumming inside his sister, and I had to sit down on the edge of the desk just so I could steady my body for this phone call.

  “What’s up, man?” I asked.

  “So, how’d everything go? Which one did you choose?” he asked.

  “Oh, you’re going to love it. I chose one that was middle of the road for our budget, but it’s in this awesome place that is slowly renting spaces out. We’ve got a couple of restaurants around us and a little strip mall going up a few blocks down the road, so we’ll have some good foot traffic eventually,” I said.

  “Shoot me the address. I’m coming over,” he said.

  I texted him the address before I brushed my arms over the desk. The last thing he needed to walk into was an imprint of his sister’s body in the dust on the desk. I went outside and let the LA wind rid my body of the dust it had accumulated, and as Luke drove up, I could see how pleased he was with the purchase.

  “Holy shit, Tyler. This place is massive. And this was in the middle of our budget?” he asked.

  “Yep. And, I even got them to grandfather the rent in with options to rent-to-own in the future,” I said.

  “Holy fuck. You’re going to do just fine in LA,” he said as he slapped my back.

  I was well aware of the fact that my dick still smelled like his sister’s pussy. I didn’t have anything to wipe myself down with, so the only option I had was to hope for the best. During the entire time Luke was looking around the space, all I could do was think about his sister’s juices crusting on my dick.

  This was not a scenario I ever wanted to repeat. Ever.

  “And the loft is outfitted for you to live in?” he asked.

  “Got some plumbers coming by later today to finish the piping, but it’ll be ready by the time Christmas is done. Figured I’d move in then so I could be here to watch the contractors do their thing,” I said.

  “Perfect. Absolutely perfect. Make sure you have a room for me when I come,” he said.

  “Not a problem.”

  “You’re not concerned about how big it is, though? I mean, most of the shit we do is offline. We really wouldn’t need this much space,” he said.

  I knew he would eventually find something to complain about, which is why I had rehearsed all of these arguments in my head. Luke was someone who was never satisfied, and while it made him a good businessman, it made him a shit person to argue with when it came to anything.

  And I mean anything.

  “Luke, we have plans to add other facets to this business. You said it yourself, you don’t just want to stick to food delivery. We could split this place in half when we figure out what the other part of the business is you want to dive into. That way, we aren’t searching for another space in the next two years,” I said.

  “So, we’re paying rent on space we aren’t going to use right now,” Luke said.

  “Better than having to deal with selling and moving in the future. This place will boom just like the other side of LA did. Just look at the shops around you. The rest
aurants aren’t chain restaurants, and you don’t ever build a strip mall anywhere near a place you don’t expect to grow. We’re in a good place, and if we do this right we won’t have to move our location again,” I said.

  “Dude, I wish you would’ve called first. I’m just not sure about adding any of those facets we talked about,” he said.

  “Then, we’ll split the place in half and rent out the other space to someone else. It’s a massive building, and we could pull another decent profit that way to help negate our own monthly payment.