Single Dad

by River Laurent

  The other reason I wanted to come out here was to spend some time alone with her without anyone else around. I’m still conflicted about sleeping with my assistant or whatever is going on between us. So I don’t want all of my business colleagues there to witness it.

  I’m not ashamed of Jade. I’m ashamed of myself for succumbing to the tired old cliché of the executive and his secretary on a ‘business’ trip in Thailand. It makes me feel like an asshole. No one would understand how amazing Jade is. They wouldn’t think, “Oh, maybe he really likes her.” They would judge her the way I judged all the women my associates brought along to these types of conferences.

  I couldn’t bear to have them think of my Jade like that, not unless I know it’s worth it. But it’s way too early to be sure about any of that yet. All I know about her is that I enjoy her company and she’s so damn gorgeous it hurts to look at her. For now, that is enough.

  Jade stands in the water. The waves come up to her knees. She turns around and waves to me, beckoning me like a siren. “Are you coming?” she calls.

  I shrug off my worries with my clothes and run out to join her.

  Chapter 13

  Luke

  We get back to our hotel suite, and I’m still feeling relaxed in a way I haven’t felt in a long time. It wasn’t just taking the time to slow down at the beach. It’s Jade. She has this effect on me. She makes me want to slow down and appreciate life. And in this moment, I’m a very appreciative man.

  “I’m going to take a shower,” she says over her shoulder as she walks toward her bedroom.

  I slip off my damp clothing, and I hear the shower turn on in Jade’s room. I glance down the hall to see her bedroom door standing wide open. Interesting. I pad down the hallway and look into her room. The bathroom door stands open as well.

  If that’s not an invitation, I don’t know what is.

  Jade is in the shower. I see her clearly through the transparent shower door. The water is steamy but it hasn’t clouded up the glass yet. She stands beneath the shower head with the water cascading down her naked body.

  I’ve been ogling her all day at the beach, but seeing her naked has my heart hammering in my chest like I’m about to have a heart attack.

  Her wet skin glistens in the light, giving her an otherworldly quality. Like someone so perfect shouldn’t even exist. But there she stands, mesmerizing me. Her eyes are closed. I’m glad she can’t see me. There’s no hiding the affection I feel for her. It must be written on every line of my face,

  She arches her back, thrusting her breasts out. They’re full and heavy, and I want nothing more than to take her hard nipples in my hungry mouth. The urge to join her builds inside me, but I don’t move. I have to savor this moment. She’s so goddamn sexy it makes my chest hurt.

  Jade turns underneath the cascade of water, giving me a fabulous view of her round ass. It’s like a firm ripe peach that I want to take a bite out of.

  Slowly, she spins around and catches me watching her, lusting after her. Her eyes widen seductively, as her hands trace the lines of her naked body. My cock is at full attention. A sly smile spreads across her lips, and she beckons me to join her with one white finger.

  I yank the door open so hard, it sounds like it might come off the hinges. I don’t care if it does. The hotel could be on fire and it wouldn’t stop me.

  Our bodies collide. Her skin is hot and wet against mine. She slides against me, setting every cell in my body on fire. I lean down to kiss her. Her lips are soft and pliable. She parts them for me. Our tongues twist together, like our bodies are doing.

  My arms wrap around her, and our legs mesh together. My cock presses against her hip, gliding along her skin with every movement. Just the light friction is enough to make my breath come heavy in my chest.

  Her pussy pushes against my thigh. I flex my leg muscle instinctively, and she rubs herself over me. The heat coming from between her legs is hotter than the steamy water from the shower.

  I run my hands over her slippery skin, tracing every soft curve like I’m trying to memorize it for later. She feels so good, better than the memories of the night before. Even though I’ve had a few drinks at the beach, I’m nowhere close to drunk. Although the touch of her body against mine is intoxicating.

  I reach between us to cup her breasts. They feel like they’re on fire. My hands circle her globes, my palms scraping over her pert nipples. Jade moans at the feeling and the sounds of her pleasure drives me crazy.

  My hips move against her with a mind of their own. I’m so hard it feels like my cock will explode. Every beat of my racing heart sends a deep throb through my length.

  Jade seems to notice because she reaches down to grip my cock in her warm hand. She strokes me from tip to base.

  I grit my teeth and groan. Her touch is electric, sending jolts through my entire body. I bury my face in her neck and suck at her tender flesh. My teeth grazes over her skin. Her head leans back in ecstasy and she moans. The sound of it sends a shudder through me.

  Her hand caresses my cock as I trail kisses down her chest and take her hard nipple between my lips. I swirl my tongue over it, teasing her. My fingers pinch her other nipple. She strokes me faster, and my body feels like it’s vibrating from the sensations she is awakening in me.

  I reach down to grab her wrist.

  She pulls away and looks at me. “What’s wrong?”

  I shake my head. “If you keep doing that, I’m not gonna last.”

  She smiles seductively, which doesn’t help the uncontrollable ache in my cock. “So, what’s wrong with that? I want to make you feel good.”

  “You’re doing a hell of a job of that,” I say, giving her a quick kiss. “But I’m not ready for that. Not yet.”

  “Oh, yeah?” she asks playfully. “So then you wouldn’t want me to do this?”

  Before I know what she’s talking about, she drops to her knees and takes my cock into her mouth. Fuck, she feels so good. My jaw clenches and my whole body tightens up. I want to stop her, but her mouth feels like heaven around me. She’s bobbing her head up and down over me, and instead of pushing her away, I tangle my fingers in her hair and guide her to the perfect tempo.

  My hips pump against her face. I can’t control it. Jade takes all of me, and there’s no more holding back. My entire body tenses and shakes. I shoot hot streams of cum into her throat. But she doesn’t stop. She licks and sucks at me, finishing me off completely.

  I’m too sensitive now. It feels so good it hurts. I have to pull away. My hands grab her arms and lift her up, so she stands in front of me. I kiss her deeply, groaning at the aftershocks running through me.

  I pull back and narrow my eyes at her.

  She gazes back at me with a challenge in her eyes.

  “I’m gonna make you pay for that,” I warn her.

  Jade nods. “You fucking better.”

  I turn the shower off and throw her over my shoulder. Her legs flail, and she squeals in surprise, but I hold her tight. I march her over to her bed and stop to give her a couple of playful spanks on her ass. She moans, and I feel her body quivering against me.

  I throw her onto the bed. She lands on her back, her breasts jiggling in a very satisfying way.

  Jade stares up at me, not afraid, but definitely uncertain about what’s coming next.

  But I know the answer to that. She’s coming next.

  Chapter 14

  Jade

  Luke grabs my ankles and yanks my ass to the edge of the mattress. I yelp at the violent motion. He’s so strong and dominant. Totally overpowering me. I knew I was asking for trouble by making him come before he wanted to, and now he’s going to pay me back.

  He kneels between my legs.

  Planting kisses along my sensitive skin, he starts just above my knee and works his way up gradually.

  Every place his lips graze over lights me on fire. He licks and nips at my flesh, sending electric shocks directly between my legs. Liquid heat pools in my
core, and I moan uncontrollably.

  This is his revenge. He’s taking his time, torturing me with pleasure.

  Tension ratchets up inside me as he glides farther up my leg. His mouth teases my inner thigh now, and the ache between my legs makes me crazy. I need more. I burn for it. My whole body trembles with desire. My hips shift toward him, urging him to kiss me where I need it the most.

  But Luke takes his time, clearly setting the pace.

  “Please, Luke,” I beg. “I need to feel you.”

  He ignores my pleas, but an evil smile curves his lips. He knows exactly what he’s doing.

  I can’t stand it anymore. I need release. I reach down with my hand to take care of business myself.

  Luke’s hand snakes out and secures my wrist in a vice grip. He gazes into my eyes and shakes his head. “No cheating Jade.”

  I try my other hand, but he’s faster. He has both of my hands clamped in one of his, keeping them away from my aching center.

  I groan in desperation. “That’s not fair,” I cry out.

  I try to press my thighs together, but Luke blocks the way with his body. I writhe over the bed, frantic for some kind of sensation between my legs. But there’s no relief for me.

  Luke is in total control. “I told you. You’re mine, Jade. All mine.”

  “Yes. I’m yours. All yours. Just please, I need to feel you.” I’ve never begged for anything like this in my life, but there’s no stopping myself.

  Luke edges up my thigh, getting closer and closer. My hips thrash forward, trying to get to him. But every time I do, he pulls back, forcing me to wait.

  I’m almost sobbing in desperation now. All I can do is wait for him.

  Finally, his head is poised just above me. His warm breath flows over me, but it only makes me ache more. His tongue brushes my clit and I fucking explode.

  White-hot fire erupts inside me, filling my body with a pulsing glow. I buck wildly on the bed, filled with the most intense pleasure I’ve ever felt in my life.

  Luke watches me come, his eyes dark with satisfaction. He releases my wrists. I’m still reeling from my orgasm when he plunges his head between my legs.

  His tongue runs up my seam, ending at my hard clit. It swirls around my sensitive bud, and the pressure is back inside me. Even though he just made me come so hard I barely knew my own name, I need more of him. I’m not even close to satisfied.

  Luke puts his whole mouth over me like he’s sucking on a ripe peach.

  It feels like heaven. I tangle my fingers through his hair and pull him closer to me, urging him on. Pleasure rockets through me. His every touch feels so intense after the slow burn he forced me to endure. Nothing has ever felt this good.

  Until he slides his thick finger inside me. I almost shatter into a million pieces. His mouth still works my clit while his finger caresses my silky folds. It’s a potent combination.

  And the fact that it’s Luke doing this makes it all the more exhilarating. Less than twenty-four hours ago, we were just boss and assistant. Now, I don’t know what we are. Although, to be honest, Luke still feels like the boss with how completely he controls me and my body.

  Pleasure spirals up inside me, making me dizzy, removing all rational thought from my brain. My whole world narrows down to the sensations Luke awakens between my legs. He pushes me closer and closer to the edge, and then I go hurtling off into space.

  A wave of ecstasy washes over me. A low, animal moan escapes my throat, and my body quakes from the feeling. I can’t think. I can’t breathe. All I can do is ride the wave as it sweeps me away.

  I collapse on the mattress. My heart beats too fast, and I can’t catch my breath. “Holy shit,” I manage to say. “Holy. Shit.”

  Luke now stands by the bed, watching me. I can’t help but notice the hard length of him jutting from his body. Apparently, I’m not the only one who enjoyed that performance.

  He grins at me. “It’s not over yet.” Luke presses his body over mine. The thick head of his cock nestles against my throbbing pussy. He slides against me, putting delicious pressure on my pussy, but avoiding my clit, which is still throbbing and incredibly sensitive.

  I shift my hips up into him, hungry to feel him.

  Luke leans down to kiss me, long and deep.

  I moan into his mouth, savoring the connection between us.

  Then he plunges his cock inside of me.

  My head presses back against the bed, and I groan at the feeling of him filling up the empty ache between my legs.

  He starts slow, working into me with long, smooth strokes.

  I feel every hard ridge of his cock inside me. Even after coming twice, this feels amazing. It’s different. He’s hitting new parts of me and awakening new sensations. My breathing is ragged. Every thrust of his cock elicits a moan from my lips.

  Luke smothers those moans with a kiss. His hands find mine on the bed, and his fingers intertwine with mine.

  I gaze up at him, and his sapphire eyes lock on me. It’s like we’re joined physically in every possible way. There’s a deeper intimacy to it. It’s a feeling I can’t explain, but I feel it in the marrow of my bones.

  He pounds into me with a steady, maddening rhythm. Intense pleasure builds inside me with every stroke of his amazing cock. A raging torrent floods through my veins as my hips buck beneath him, meeting his every thrust, letting him bury himself deeper and deeper inside me. I feel my control slip away. I can’t hold back.

  Pleasure sizzles through me like a bolt of lightning. I scream his name as I come. My body clenches around him. His hips jerk one final time, and he spasms inside me, filling me with his hot cream.

  Everything else in the world falls away in that moment. It’s just the two of us, joined together in ecstasy.

  Luke rolls off of me and sweeps me into his arms. I rest my sweaty head against his masculine chest. I hear the rapid pounding of his heartbeat. It matches my own. We lie like that for a long time, not saying anything. Just lost in this perfect moment.

  I wake up at dawn. Luke lies next to me in bed. The sheet has shifted right down to his hips and in the blue light from the alarm clock, his naked skin looks like marble. He looks so peaceful lying there, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. I lift my head and study his face. His features are serene, his eyelashes are thick and luxurious against his cheek.

  God, how can any man be so splendid?

  In that moment, something becomes crystal clear: I’m falling hard for Luke Remington. The reality of him is totally better than any of the fantasies and dreams I had about him. And the more time we spend together, the more infatuated I’m becoming. Every smoldering look he sends my way, and every lingering kiss just makes me fall deeper and deeper in love.

  Who can blame me?

  He is literally everything a woman could ever want in a man. Gorgeous, successful, powerful, rich, amazing in bed. But more than any of that, he’s actually got a tender, sweet side to him that he doesn’t usually show. He’s perfect.

  Okay, he does have some faults. He’s possessive, jealous, and domineering, but funny thing is, I actually like those things about him. I like that he takes total control of our relationship. That he wants me so badly, he can’t stand to see another man flirt with me. It’s like the pull of a drug thinking that he wants me.

  When he could have almost any woman in the world. Every single woman he’s dated has been a knockout beauty. I mean, perfect tens. They are the kind of women featured in magazines. The kind of women who are so physically perfect, you hate them just for existing. He never dated them for long though. Most of them, he went out with once, and that was it.

  I’m a far cry from those perfect women. I look in the mirror and I see imperfections galore. If even perfect wasn’t good enough to keep him interested long term, how full of myself would I have to be to think I could be the woman to change him?

  No, I’m not insane. I recognize that things between us won’t last once we get back home. Luke will
want to make things professional again, probably citing his rule about not dating the women he works with. I’m not even sure I’ll still have a job when I get home, much less, him.

  The only way to keep from getting my heart torn to ribbons when this inevitably blows up in my face is to keep reminding myself in the days to come that no matter how much I want it, all of this is temporary. What we have is just a fun indulgence for him while he’s out of the country and away from his real life. This trip isn’t supposed to be a vacation, it just feels like a vacation kind of romance. Something that burns hot and bright, but then fades almost as quickly as it began.

  So what if Luke and I are temporary?

  I’ll make the most of the little time we do have together. If nothing else, this trip will be a cherished memory in my old age. A memory of that wild and wonderful week in Thailand when I was young, carefree and in love with the most amazing man on earth.

  That alone should make this relationship worth it.

  I curl up against Luke. My body melds against his, and I savor the warm feeling of his skin. Just being close to him banishes my troubled thoughts. This is real. This right now, being in bed with Luke, cuddling up against him, and feeling the soreness between my legs from what we did last night. This is happening. While his skin is against mine like this, I can pretend that it’s not going to completely devastate me when this is over.

  All my fears about tomorrow are just fears. I’ll deal with them tomorrow. I am here right now next to Luke.

  No matter what the future holds, I won’t let it ruin the present.

  I close my eyes and listen to his heart beating as I fall back asleep.

  When I wake again, Luke is walking out of my bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. Water glistens on his skin, and my chest aches at the sight of how handsome he looks.