Single Dad's Spring Break: A Billionaire's Second Chance Romance

“Yeah, I hope you don’t think awful of me for jumping right into bed with you. It’s not my style.”

“I had a feeling it wasn’t. You don’t seem like the type.”

“Yeah, and you could tell after knowing me for just short of twenty-four hours, huh?”

I belted a laugh, and she laughed with me. It was a sound as sweet as genuine as she was. She wasn’t like anyone else I’d met.

“What are we doing down here at the creek?” She leaned forward and glanced out the window at the water.

“I thought you might like to see it. It’s one of my favorite places.”

She put her head down and pulled her lips in tight.

“I don’t want to jump to any conclusions, but I’m only enjoying myself and having a little fun. I’m not ready for anything serious.” She scrunched her nose and then leaned her head to the side.

“No, it’s okay. We can be real with each other. I’d like us to be.” I had something I wanted to be real about, I just didn’t know how. I’d never been intimidated by anyone but something about her, the fact that she wasn’t like anyone else, the fact that I genuinely liked her, made me afraid of how she’d respond.

“I’d like that. I do enjoy being here with you.” She leaned in and kissed me, and I took it deeper, slipping my tongue against hers, caressing and stroking it with hers.

A moment later she was in my lap and rubbing my throbbing cock.

“I wanted to do something earlier.” She unzipped my pants and pulled out my dick, which was already standing tall and proud.

She moved over into her seat and then turned to lean over, taking me into her mouth.

“Fuck, Bella. That’s so hot.” I tried to relax and not think about all the sperm we’d waste, but she’d more than earned her taste. I hoped like crazy that she wouldn’t pull off, but I knew I had to give her a warning when the time came.

She rolled her tongue, pointing it and teasing my veiny cock, and then she licked the rim around my head and popped it into her mouth for a long, hard suck, which caused me to leak and coat her tongue with my pre-cum. I was so worked up when she relaxed her throat and took me deep that I nearly lost it, but I concentrated and pulled her back just enough to catch my wits.

She turned her head, and my thick cock filled up her mouth and throat so much that her hazel eyes were pooling with water and as she sucked me in deeper. Then she spasmed around my cock but pulled back just enough to control herself.

Soon she was bobbing her head so fast that I could tell she was working hard for something, and I decided to let her have it. I relaxed as she sucked me, and I stroked her hair. As she pulled back a little, my nuts tightened and my thick, pearly seed filled her throat. She gulped and caught her breath before taking down more. She paused and suckled a moment once she was done swallowing, and then she pulled away licking her lips and wiping her chin.

The next load I gave her wasn’t going to waste. It was going to be worth billions.

CHAPTER NINE - BELLA

In the span of twenty-four hours, I’d sucked and fucked like a rock star, and I could hardly believe it. Something about this man made all my inhibitions disappear. I was determined to stay out of my head and enjoy what little time we had together.

Reed put his arm around my waist and drew tiny circles on my back. “You want to get out and stretch our legs for a minute?” When I nodded, he opened his door and took my hand. I slid across the seat, and he helped me out of the truck.

We walked closer to the water and stood on the bank, and Reed picked up a couple of pebbles and tossed them across the water. I hadn’t ever been able to skip rocks, so I watched and enjoyed the view. Reed was stone-faced again as if there was something weighing heavy on his mind. I didn’t feel comfortable asking because I wasn’t sure just how intimate our relationship was supposed to be.

His eyes, while bright and sexy blue, were darkened by his thick black lashes which gave them a natural heavy liner effect that any rock star would envy. He was beautiful and fierce, rugged and intimidating, and extremely hard to read, but he didn’t seem judgmental, or critical like Gavin had been.

“You said earlier that you wanted a family?” Reed tossed another rock, but this one plopped and sank like he made no effort to skip it.

I felt a little strange wondering if he’d be like Kayla

and think I was crazy. “I did. I mean, someday I do. I thought about becoming a mother when my mom passed away. I felt alone in the world and— I know it sounds crazy, but I thought that a child would make everything better. Now, I’m going to focus on me for a while, my art, and talents.”

He considered my answer. “What do you take photographs of? Landscapes, people?” He kicked a stick at his feet and then picked up more pebbles.

“I do a little of everything. I like vibrant colors. I did a series of photos that featured my mother during her cancer battle. She would wear the brightest colors, so I used that, plus lots of beautiful nature scenes. After she died, I put them together in a journal that I published. My mother wanted the images to show that death and disease didn’t have to mean one could no longer appreciate beauty in the world. As a matter of fact, it would give people an even deeper appreciate of everything since it has a time stamp on it.”

He glanced over his shoulder, and I caught a look of pain flash across his face. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to be a Debbie Downer.”

Thunder rumbled in the distance to add to the mood.