Pretend Daddy: A Fake Marriage Romance

by Amy Brent

  “But, won’t that eat into your apartment space?” she asked.

  “You let me worry about that,” I said. “Now, as for decorating, I’ve already brought Kelly by, so she can give you some tips now that she knows what the space looks like. But, there were a few things she wanted me to run by you. She wants to put the mirrors over here, so the room appears bigger, and she wants the entire front floor to be covered in a lighter material. You know, whatever dance floors are made of. She says it’ll open up the room. I could have a shelf made for you to put in this corner that matches whatever color scheme you choose so you could put the bulk of your sound system over here and out of the way. Then we could run cords along the edges of the walls so no one will trip on anything. It’s not much, but it’s a start with how you want things to look. Kelly had lots of other ideas, but she talks extra fast when she’s excited. That’s all I caught.”

  By the time I was done talking, Amber was standing directly in front of me. Gone were the tears, and in its place were the glimmering eyes of the woman I’d come to love. She ran her hands up the front of my body before she grasped the collar of my jacket, and I took a step forward to close the gap between us before I nuzzled my nose with hers.

  “So? What do you think?” I asked.

  The way she encompassed her lips with mine was the only answer I needed.

  Chapter 34

  Amber

  I couldn’t help myself. I had woken up to the man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, celebrated my favorite holiday with him, and now I was standing in the hollowed-out bones of my own dance studio because of him. He had given me every dream I’d ever had as a child. He had single-handedly ignited a passion within me I hadn’t felt in years.

  He had given me the rest of my life.

  He sank us to the floor, and I felt his lips connect with my neck. It was soft, sensual, like the flapping of butterfly wings on a child’s cheek. His lips fluttered down my body, working their way toward where he wanted to be.

  Where I needed him the most.

  His hands peeled my clothes off and threw them aside. My legs were bare for him, and he spread them, watching as my pussy juices coated my folds. I felt him press kisses on the insides of each thigh, relishing in how I jumped for him. My fingertips found their way to his hair, pulling him where I desperately needed to be as I bucked my hips closer to his mouth. I wanted to feel his tongue dance around every crevice of my body. I wanted him to fan the flame growing in the pit of my gut.

  I wanted him to make love to me the way I’d been making love to him.

  His tongue slathered up my slit, and I moaned at his touch. My hands curled into his hair, pulling him closer while his tongue finally found my swollen clit. He lapped and pressed, pulling me toward the edge I so desperately wanted to teeter on. I bucked and writhed for him, moaning his name while my pussy juices dripped down his tongue.

  I could hear him swallowing every part of me down as my legs began to shake.

  Over and over again, I twitched for him. His hands pushed my legs toward my body, pinning me down as he devoured my pussy. I arched my back, my tits rising to painful peaks as my entire body prickled with electricity.

  “I’m so close. Please, Tyler. Holy fuck, yes.”

  My legs pulled taut and my body began to jolt. My pussy walls began to clamp down around his tongue while he groaned with approval, and soon I felt his hands massaging my aching legs. My body felt like it was folding in on itself as stars burst in my vision, and his lips rushed up to my clit and latched onto it to coax me through the ride.

  My back fell to the floor with a thud before he placed a tender kiss upon my pussy lips. Sweat was dripping down the back of my neck while he worked his pants off his body. I could feel his precum dripping against my skin just before his raging cock touched the inside of my leg, and I raised it to wrap around his waist before he lined up with my entrance.

  “I love you so much, Amber.”

  He pushed into me slowly, torturously, and I quivered with every inch my body took. I could feel him throbbing against my walls while he bottomed out his hips to mine. He dropped his hands beside my head and encompassed my lips with his, and I couldn’t help but lick my essence off his face. My favorite taste was the taste of him mixed with the taste of me, and I smiled into him while our sensations danced on my tongue.

  “I love you, too, Tyler,” I whispered.

  His hips slowly began to move, and I raised to meet each of his thrusts. My hands flew underneath his shirt, clawing at his rippling back while I felt his muscles roll underneath my fingernails. The way his body moved for me was intoxicating, and I could soon feel my second orgasm building in the pit of my pelvis.

  He rocked slowly into me, hitting that beautiful spot behind my clit while my jaw began to unhinge. The slow-burning sensation trickled up my body and took my breath away, and I began to raise myself to him faster to chase what I wanted.

  “Let it go, beautiful. Cum on my dick just like you want to.”

  I felt my juices dripping down my ass as I came around his thick cock. My walls fluttered around him, forcing him to stop his movements while he dipped his face into the crook of my neck. I could have stayed like that for hours, just feeling his dick throb against my aching walls. But, the moment didn’t last for long. He suddenly raised up and grabbed my legs, tossing them over his shoulders.

  And I felt every single part of my body come alive.

  Soon, that rolling spark shot right to my clit. His fingertips parted my pussy folds as he started to pound my hips. I could feel his balls smacking against my glistening ass while his fingers found my oversensitive clit, and the moment he began playing with it is when I lost all reckoning within my body.

  “Holy shit, Tyler. Fuck. Yes. Oh, good. Yes, just like that. Oh, I love you.”

  He bent down onto the backs of my hamstrings, folding me in half while he pounded into my body. My tits jumped underneath my shirt as my hands found their way to his chiseled thighs. My fingernails dug into him, marking him in ways I’d never even thought I would while his dick dove in and out of my wet depths. Our moans and breaths intermingled with one another’s while the sweat from his brow dripped onto mine, and stars burst in my vision.

  Before I could catch my breath, I popped. My pussy squeezed like a vice grip on his dick, pulling him further and further into my body as my eyes rolled into the back of my head. His wet lips hit my neck, biting into my pulse point as my juices sprayed onto his balls that were hanging low with want. I felt his cock twitching deep within me, his hips stuttering as he slowly approached his end.

  “Amber. Amber. Sweet fuck, you feel so good. Yes. Holy shit, squeeze that cock. Suck out those juices you want so badly.”

  At that moment, I had an idea. I somehow found the strength to slip out from underneath him and roll him over while my pussy juices continued to drip down my ass. My body shook with the aftershocks of my orgasm while Tyler hit the floor, his pulsing cock standing tall and proud before I quickly wrapped my hands around it.

  I didn’t even have to suck twice before he thrust to the back of my throat and filled me with his thick streams of cum.

  “Fuck, Amber! Yes! What the shit!”

  His sounds made me smile around his dick as I reveled in how our juices tasted intermingled with one another’s. I gulped him down, cleaning his cock with my tongue before I released him with a pop. I was still catching my breath while his chest heaved for air, and I laid my cheek down onto his twitching leg while the two of us recovered in the middle of my dance studio.

  My business.

  My new life I’d been afforded because of this man.

  “I love you so much, Tyler Raymond,” I panted.

  His hand came down and tugged at my hair, pulling me up toward him before he cradled me into his chest. I fell between his legs while my ear pressed against his heartbeat, and for the first time, I could hear just how much he cared for me. With his heart thumping a thousand miles a second
and his body trembling against mine, I had a physical reaction to associate with just how much Tyler loved me.

  I smiled into his chest while the two of us made plans for our new life together.

  Epilogue

  Tyler

  I woke up that morning with butterflies in my stomach. I rolled over and kissed the nose of the woman I’d been living with for the past few months before I slid out of bed. I had a plan that I wanted to make sure was executed in perfect fashion, and that meant I needed plenty of time to prepare. I went into the bathroom and cleaned myself up before I put on the suit Luke had helped me pick out, then I worked on the first note I wanted her to find when she woke up.

  Amber,

  I have something for you at your dance studio. Let me know when you get it.

  Love, Tyler

  I left the note on her nightstand before I put on a pot of coffee and slipped out the door. The smell of the coffee would wake her when it got strong enough, and her getting ready would buy me enough time to place these notes around town. I got to the dance studio and wrote her another one, then I taped it on her door before I got back on the road.

  Amber,

  This dance studio was the first thing I knew I could give to you now, but do you remember the first present I ever got you? See you at the coffee shop.

  Love, Tyler

  I drove to the coffee shop across town where I took her for the very first time. Berkeley might’ve been the first time I saw her, but our first date wasn’t on campus. I had taken her to this coffee shop everyone ranted and raved about, then tried to impress her with my knowledge of coffee. It was the lamest thing I’d ever done in my life, but for a rosy-red-cheeked freshman, she was all over it.

  I got to the coffee shop and told the man behind the counter what I was doing, and he was more than willing to hang onto the note I was about to write her. So, I stood at the counter and scribbled it down before I handed it to the man who now had a huge smile on his face.

  Amber,

  I’ve paid for the first ever coffee I bought you. Grab it, sit, and enjoy. Take time to drink in the moment. I know you might be anxious, but allow yourself the time to rest. You’ve been working hard, and you deserve it. Once you’ve finished your coffee, think about the first time we ever went on a walk. You remember that trail?

  Love, Tyler

  I crossed town again and arrived at the park we took our first sunset walk at. For a woman I was just having sex with, we sure as hell did some romantic things back in college. I left the note stapled to a gazebo after talking to a park ranger about what I was doing, and he said he would keep watch and make sure she got it. So, I sat underneath the gazebo I first ate that beautiful pussy out in and wrote her the last note.

  Amber,

  Remember this fun little place? It’s a particularly fond memory of mine. Why don’t you sit and spread those legs for me, remembering that very moment yourself? If you don’t, that’s fine. Whenever you’re ready, I’d like you to meet me at the memorial tree on Berkeley’s campus. It’s where I was standing the first time I ever saw you dance, and it’s still my favorite place to go whenever I think of you.

  Love, Tyler

  Then, I headed to Berkeley and waited. I stood underneath that tree and paced, rehearsing the speech in my head as Amber sent me text message after text message. The moment she told me she was heading for the tree, my palms started to sweat. People were starting to stare, and some had gathered in anticipation for what was about to happen, but all I could do was think about what she might be wearing. I had bought her a beautiful sweater dress and put it in her closet, but I wasn’t sure if she would find it.

  But, when she crested the hill in her beautiful red and yellow sweater dress coupled with a pair of dark jeans that hugged every luscious curve I’d sink my teeth into later, I couldn’t help but smile with pride.

  She ran up to me and wrapped her arms around my neck, and I swung her around before I dropped down to one knee. I didn’t want to give her a chance to speak or think, or ask questions. All I wanted her to do was sit back and listen.

  “Amber, you light up my life every single day.”

  “Tyler, what are you doing?” she asked.

  “You are the reason I now understand what it means to have a family.”

  “Tyler, get up,” she said.

  I paused what I was doing and looked at her quizzically. I stood to my feet, towering over her as tears poured down her face. She raised her hand to cup my cheek while everyone around us watched in anticipation, and she smiled before she raised up to kiss my lips.

  “Merry Christmas,” she whispered.

  “May I continue?” I asked.

  “Please,” she said, smiling.

  I got back down on one knee and took her hand back within mine, and everyone around us gasped. The speech I had rehearsed slowly came flooding back to the forefront of my mind, and I could feel Amber’s hand trembling within my own. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the ring that had been burning a hole in it since this morning, and I watched her eyes widen in shock.

  “Underneath this tree was the first time I saw you. You were dancing over there by the building in the corner, and I couldn’t take my eyes off you. My heart skipped a beat right then and there, but the immature part of me thought that meant I needed to get into your pants. I never once stopped to think that it could’ve been because I was looking at the woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I believe that’s why the universe found a way for us to find one another again.”

  “Oh, Tyler,” she breathed.

  “You are the first thing on my mind when I wake up, and the last thing on it before I go to sleep. Whenever I’m doubting what Luke and I are doing with our business, I think about who I’m pressing on for. I remind myself what I’m building and who it’s protecting, and suddenly the struggles no longer matter. You’ve single-handedly shown me the definition of family, and I know there’s absolutely no way I could spend the rest of my life without you in it.”

  “I love you so much, Tyler. Oh, my gosh.”

  “Amber Duffield, my heart sings out for you. Watching you chase your dreams is something I never thought I would get to do, so kneeling here in front of you is a bit surreal for me. But, I love you with every fiber of my being, and I want you to be my wife. I want to stand at your side and support you in everything you do. I want to be your biggest fan. I want to dedicate my life to making our lives work just the way we deserve, and I want to create a family with you. Amber Duffield, will you marry me?”

  She grabbed the collar of my suit and pulled me to her lips. Everyone around us cheered as she nodded her head yes against mine, and I slipped the ring on her finger while our lips danced in tandem with the beating of our hearts. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and I picked her up again, swinging her around.

  But, when I sat her back down, she started in on something she had obviously been rehearsing as well.

  “Tyler Raymond, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I was heartbroken when you went to New York City, and I never got over you. When you were in my parents’ house for the first time, all those memories came flooding back, and I was so angry with you. But, little by little, you showed me why I was so taken with you in college. You’re intelligent and crafty. You’re easy to talk with and funny. Your eyes are mesmerizing, and your body touches me in ways I couldn't even conjure in my wildest dreams. The first time we kissed after I saw you I saw everything. A house, children, our businesses, our old age. I saw us walking in the park and holding hands, raising grandchildren and having family Christmases. I saw all of it within the span of that first kiss, and I saw it all with you. I love you, and not only will I marry you, but I will dedicate every single second of my life to supporting you in everything you could possibly want out of this life.”

  I buried my face into the crook of her neck and held her while everyone clapped a second time. I slowly began to sway with her while the cool winds of
the California winter began to pick up, and suddenly the hustling and bustling around us seemed to fade into the background. Right now, there was just me and her and a whistling tree playing us a rustling tune that blanketed this perfect moment between us.

  At that moment, I held the rest of my world within the confines of my arms, and if I had it my way, she would never want for anything more for the rest of her life. So long as I could provide it for her, she would have it. No questions asked.

  “I love you, Amber Duffield.”

  “And I love you, Tyler Raymond.” There was no denying it, not that she would ever try.

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