Single Dad’s Plaything: A Single Dad First Time Billionaire Romance

by Natasha Spencer

  “But it was wrong. Your dad trusts me, and I can’t betray him like this. What happened was a one-time thing and I’m sorry it did,” he said and Nora felt a cry rise up her throat.

  “It happened because I wanted it to happen too. My dad has nothing to do with what two adults do,” Nora cried and Theo clenched his jaw and ran a hand through his thick hair. She noticed the silver on his sideburns again.

  “If you’d always lived here, Nora, things would be different. You were just another kid seven years ago and now, suddenly I don’t recognize you anymore. You’re a beautiful successful young woman and I can’t help but want you,” he said and Nora shifted in her seat, desire surging up in her body again. She couldn’t believe that she was actually hearing him say those words. Words she had waited so long to here.

  “Things wouldn’t have been any different for me if I stayed here, Theo. I wanted you since I was sixteen. When you didn’t even look at me. When you dated other women and eventually found someone to marry. I wanted all this since then,” she said and Theo arched his eyebrows in surprise. She couldn’t believe he had no clue. He shook his head and stared at her from under his heavy eyelids.

  “You don’t know what you’re saying, Nora,” he said and his gaze dropped to her breasts. She thrilled under his gaze. She wanted him to watch her, to look at her breasts. She wanted him to ask her to undress herself.

  “I know exactly what I’m saying. I’ve never forgotten my crush on you. I couldn’t wait to grow up and become an adult so that I could live my fantasies,” she said and Theo banged his bottle on the table.

  “Fuck, Nora! We shouldn’t be talking like this. Your father is sleeping upstairs!” he spoke through gritted teeth, in a hushed low voice. Nora had started breathing hard. She had never spoken so brazenly to someone before, but this was the man of her dreams. What was the point of holding back?

  “Exactly. He’s sleeping,” she said and his gaze dropped to her heaving breasts again.

  “I wanted you so badly, Nora. Since I saw you that night at Andy’s birthday. I had to go home and take a cold shower because I knew it was wrong to think about you like that,” he said, and leaned over the table towards her. Nora leaned forward as well, matching his hushed husky voice with hers.

  “I’ve been having cold showers since I turned sixteen,” she said, parting her lips seductively at him. Theo snapped his head away from her, like he was forcing himself to look away.

  “I helped myself to thoughts of you that night, after I came over to apologize. And then after the party last night. I pictured you naked. Bouncing on top of me. I imagined what your breasts would look like,” he said and Nora squeezed her legs together. She could feel the wetness growing there between her thighs. He was trying to be honest and had no idea what he was doing to her. He hadn’t even touched her yet. She wanted to tell him she’d done the same, but he was looking threateningly at her. Like he didn’t want her to say another word.

  “This has to stop. You need to go back to New York,” he said and Nora shook her head.

  “I’ll leave when I want to leave,” she said and Theo stood up with a jerk. The chair he was sitting on toppled over and crashed to the floor. He walked around the table and stood over her, his shoulders heaving. She could see the rising erection in his pants and she wanted to reach out and stroke him. Finally feel his cock in her hands.

  “You need to leave now, Nora. I won’t do this to Andy!” he spoke through gritted teeth again and Nora leaned herself against the back of her chair, thrusting her breasts outwards towards him. She saw as he looked at her breasts, his eyes sparkling with desire. His arousal was unmistakable. She knew she wasn’t imagining it anymore.

  “Nora, stop!” he said and stepped towards her. She parted her lips and licked them seductively and then lifted a hand to her left breast, stroking it gently. He was watching her every movement with wide steely eyes. She knew her nipples were pebbled through the thin material of her cotton t-shirt. She knew he could see them and she saw his cock grow bigger in his pants.

  “Touch me, Theo,” she heard her voice quiver as she spoke. He was standing over her, glaring down at her with fire burning in his eyes. He had his hands clenched in fists, his nostrils flaring and he looked nearly dangerous, threatening, but Nora had never wanted anyone more than she wanted him in that moment.

  “Aarrrgh!” they both heard the sound of her father’s voice at the same time. Nora gazed up at the ceiling and another painful yelp erupted.

  “Dad!” she shrieked and Theo was out the kitchen door before she had even jumped off the chair. She ran upstairs, fast at his heels and they burst into her father’s dark bedroom.

  He was bent over on the bed, clutching his chest and making ragged hollow breathing sounds.

  “Daddy!” Nora was screaming, while Theo thrust his cell phone into her hand.

  “Call an ambulance. Andy, lie down. I’ll have to perform CPR on you. You’re having a heart attack,” Theo said, grabbing her father by the shoulders and gently pushing him down into the bed.

  Nora’s fingers shook as she dialed 911. She couldn’t hear her own voice as she spoke into the phone. Her eyes were riveted to where Theo was hunched over her father, performing CPR expertly on him. The phone fell from her hand after she had given their address to the 911 operator.

  She clasped a hand on her mouth, watching in horror as her father seemed to choke.

  “Nora, get him an aspirin. Find an aspirin now, Nora!” Theo was screaming at her, while she stood frozen to the spot. Her body immobilized by panic.

  “Nora!” Theo was shaking her by the shoulders now, while she stared at her father. “You need to find aspirin, now. Andy’s going to be all right,” she faintly heard him say.

  Chapter 14

  Nora was sitting on the cold metal bench of the hospital waiting room, digging her fingernails into her fisted palms. She had practically said nothing since they brought her father in an ambulance to the hospital. Theo had done all the talking and the running around. He had paid very little regard to her father’s insurance and taken care of the expenses himself. Besides, he had connections in the medical profession through his work that were coming in handy.

  She felt frozen, incapable of moving after the screaming and crying she had done in the ambulance and till they took her dad into intensive care. After that she had fallen completely silent. Everything was passing by in a haze and she wasn’t even sure how long she’d been sitting there on the bench. She was dazed, it was like a film reel was playing in her head. She was reliving all her childhood and teenage years spent with her father. He had given her everything he could, and allowed her every freedom and not once had Nora experienced the lack of two parents in her life.

  She couldn’t imagine a world without her father in it, and now she blamed herself for what she and Theo were doing just seconds before her dad had his heart attack upstairs. This was a new kind of guilt; one she had never experienced before.

  How could she be sorry for being with Theo? She knew what she felt for him was real, and even though her father might not immediately understand or forgive, he would eventually realize that Theo was what made her happy. But now his heart attack had added a whole new dimension to it. Now she was beginning to feel that somehow their actions had caused it. That she had tempted fate or something, and even though she was feeling guilty, she couldn’t bring herself to feel sorry. Being with Theo, being around him…was the most alive she had ever felt and how could she apologize for that?

  Nora had remained sitting on that bench for several hours, staring blankly at the blue painted wall in front of her. All she could think about was that she was going to lose her father, that all this was her fault. Had he heard them downstairs which triggered his heart attack?

  She felt a warm hand on her back and when she looked up, she saw Theo looming over her. His hair was ruffled and falling lazily over his forehead, and his green eyes looked tired but alert.

  “He’s going to
be fine,” Theo said and then he lowered himself to a hunched position in front of her.

  “What…what are they saying?” she asked weakly and he remained hunched in front of her, with a hand lying on a knee. He was peering deep into her eyes and she held his gaze.

  “It was a stroke, but it wasn’t a major one. They’ll keep him here for observation overnight or for a few days at least till he stabilizes,” Theo said and Nora tried to suppress a cry of relief. He was going to be fine!

  “Can I see him now?” she asked and he shook his head gently.

  “Not tonight, tomorrow once he’s awake. We can come together during the day,” he said in a kind voice…the voice she remembered him using when she was a kid.

  “I’ve spoken with one of my friends, Dr. Ezra Brown, he’s one of the top five heart specialists in the world. He’ll fly down tomorrow for a quick checkup to give us his second opinion,” Theo continued and Nora bit down on her lip and nodded her head.

  “That’s good. Thank you, Theo, for everything you’re doing,” she said and he frowned.

  “You don’t need to thank me, Nora. Andy has been my best friend nearly all my life,” he said and finally straightened up. She looked up at him, her fingers were itching to reach out to him and touch him.

  “Will you let me take you home?” he asked and she stood up.

  “Yes,” she replied and followed him out of the hospital to the car park.

  They had travelled in the ambulance with her father earlier, but Theo had called his chauffeur to drop his car off at some point, so his Audi was parked there now.

  Nora stole glances at him as she followed him to the car, and when he held the passenger door open for her, she got in. She could feel the Goosebumps prickle her skin, when he settled down beside her. And for a few moments, they sat silently in the darkness of the car park together. A grave silence had descended between them and Nora wondered if he was thinking the same things as she was.

  “I’m not ready to lose him yet,” she said, breaking the silence. She was looking ahead and sensed Theo turn to her.

  “You’re not going to. He’s going to come out of this, healthy and back to normal in no time,” he said and she took in a deep quivering breath.

  “I blame myself for staying away for so long. For not being here to look after my father. This is my fault,” Nora continued in a weak voice and for a second, she thought he was going to take her into his arms and hug her. But he didn’t.

  “You can’t blame yourself for this, Nora. Andy is a healthy active man, and no way is he an old person in need of constant assistance or care,” he said and she shook her head.

  “I still should have visited more often, made sure he visited me frequently…I might have noticed the signs then,” she said and jerked her face to look at him. Theo was searching her eyes. His face was grim and his mouth was set in a firm straight line.

  “You couldn’t have, Nora. This is not your fault,” he said firmly and she suppressed another cry.

  “I’ll cancel my flight back to New York. I was planning on leaving in two days. I want to stay with him for as long as it takes him to recover,” Nora said and Theo didn’t respond. She was worried that he didn’t like the idea of her sticking around for any longer…based on what he had said earlier. She thrust her chin up in the air and looked defiantly at him.

  “I have to do this for dad,” she said and Theo clenched his jaw and then nodded his head.

  “Of course,” he said and started the car. Nora looked out to the dark streets, her face being illuminated by the streetlights in intervals. Theo was taking her home; she was alone with him again…she should have been feeling excited but the circumstances had changed so quickly. Now all she could do was blame herself for what had happened to her father.

  They rode in silence the rest of the way to their bungalow and Nora had a feeling that he wasn’t going to come in with her. She knew that everything he had done that night was for his best friend, and not for her.

  Chapter 15

  Nora opened the car door herself, and without saying goodbye, walked up the steps to the porch and stood fumbling with the house-keys. Her hands were shaking and she was breathing hard as she struggled to get the door open.

  “Let me,” Theo’s voice commanded her in the dark, and gently, he pried the keys out of her hands and turned it in the lock. He threw the door open and placing a hand on the small of her back, he led her into the house.

  Nora felt weak as she stepped into the hallway and she had noticed how her body had reacted to Theo’s touch. Even just that small fleeting moment was enough to overwhelm her. She walked straight into the living room, where her father’s discarded glasses of whisky were strewn around the coffee table and the bar in the corner.

  She felt a cry rise up in her throat as she started clearing his things away.

  “You can do this in the morning, Nora,” she heard Theo say and when she whipped around, she found him standing at the door, with his hands in his pockets. “You need to get some sleep now,” he added.

  “I can’t sleep. I don’t want to sleep,” she said irritably and rubbed a hand over her eyes in frustration.

  “Well, you should at least try. So that you look fresh and normal tomorrow when we go to meet Andy. The last thing we want is for him to worry about you,” Theo said and took a few steps into the room. Nora looked at him with widened tired eyes.

  “Why did this happen to him?” she asked in a hollow voice and he shrugged his shoulders.

  “There is history of heart condition in your family isn’t there? These things are usually hereditary,” he said and Nora shook her head, before a cry escaped her lips.

  “Hey! He’s going to be fine!” Theo rushed to her and wrapped his arms around her. Nora sank into his chest, her tears leaving a wet trail on his shirt as she sobbed. He was holding her tightly to himself and she clung to him, relieved that he had followed her into the house.

  “I don’t know if I want to stay by myself here tonight,” she said, looking up at him as he held her. Theo released his grip on her like she was on fire. He stepped away and ran a hand through his hair, looking about him as he tried to make a decision.

  “Yeah, you’re right. I probably shouldn’t leave you here by yourself,” he said and their eyes met. Nora’s tears stained her cheeks but she had stopped crying now, even though she sensed that her eyes and face were probably swollen and she didn’t look her best.

  “You can take the couch,” she said and Theo laughed.

  “I’ve slept on this couch too many times to count. I’ll be fine here,” he said and Nora nodded her head and tried to smile weakly.

  They stood looking at each other for several moments, before he thrust his hands back into his pockets violently. It was almost like he was keeping them there so that he could better control himself from touching her. Nora wanted nothing more than to be touched by him. Whatever desire she was feeling for Theo before was now magnified by her grief.

  It was as though the scare of losing her father, the hospital experience, seeing Theo running around and making sure that her dad was well taken care of…it all surged something primal in her. She could feel an animalistic longing coursing through her veins. Like she had to have him and if she didn’t, she would go crazy.

  She took a step towards him, and in the next moment; Theo had taken a handful of steps towards her. He grabbed her waist and pulled her up against his body. She angled her face just in time as his lips came down on her and they were kissing.

  Nora tugged at his shirt, pulling it out of his pants so that she could slip her hands under it to feel the tough smoothness of his torso. Theo squeezed her breasts, flicking her pebbled nipples through her t-shirt.

  “I have to be inside you,” he grumbled angrily under his breath when he pulled his lips away from her.

  Chapter 16

  “Get down on your knees,” Theo commanded and he lowered himself down on the couch. Nora’s lips parted with anticipati
on. She liked being told what to do by him. She got down, bending her knees in front of him and held his gaze as he undid his belt and then pulled down his pants a few inches. Just enough for his cock to swing out in front of him.

  Nora’s eyes widened and she felt a quickening of her pulse when she finally saw his cock. It was big, just as she had imagined it and now it throbbed with an angry pink head as he directed it towards her.

  Theo parted his legs, narrowing his eyes on her and Nora edged closer to him and he clamped his legs shut around her, like he was trapping her.

  “Take that t-shirt off. I want to see your breasts while you suck me,” he said and she felt a shock run down her spine. Despite all the fantasies she had about him, she had never imagined him actually using those words. She did as she was told though. Her hands shook as she rolled her t-shirt off and then un-clasped her bra. Her breasts swung a little as they came into view and Theo’s eyes seemed to enlarge as he watched her.

  He reached out and squeezed her fleshy ample breasts, stroking her pale nipples with his thumbs. Nora moaned, thrilling at the touch of his rough warm hands. She arched her back, thrusting her breasts towards him and he pinched her nipples tightly. A sharp pang ran down her back and she parted her lips and moaned again.

  Then she felt his hands on the back of her head, he was lowering her face down towards his cock.

  She opened her mouth wide as her lips drew closer to his throbbing angry cock. He was in a rush, pushing her head further down and Nora took in a deep breath before she slid him into her. The saltiness of his skin, the slipperiness of his cock surprised her and she gasped as his cock pushed deep inside her throat. She heard him let out a deep groan.

  Theo’s hands were weaved into her hair, bunching a handful of it with one hand. He held her in position like that as she began sucking. She could hear him moaning and the more she pleasured him, the more wet she got. She felt him move over her, reach for her butt and his hands squeezed them.