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

I chuckled and pressed the reply button. Before I could even write the first word, I felt the heat of a body standing behind me, and Conner’s voice sounded in my ear. “You’ve been waiting for what?”

Conner’s tone made me shudder. It was hotter and deeper than it had been all night. Instinctively, I turned off the screen and looked over my shoulder at him. His face was so close to mine I could smell the mixture of alcohol and mint in his breath.

“Nothing. We were just kidding,” I lied with a shake of my head.

Narrowing his eyes, Conner placed his hands at the tops of my shoulders and leaned a bit closer. Something told he that he knew what I was messaging Hayden, and the thought brought a rush of excitement up my spine.

“I don’t believe that, Angel. Tell me the truth.”

His words were a command and almost threatening, but they didn’t scare me. They did, however, make my breath a little faster, my palms a little sweatier, and my center a little wetter. My bodily reactions and the need I saw in Conner’s eyes as he continued to stare deep into mine fueled my courage and, for the first time in my life, I felt bold.

“For you, Conner,” I whispered. “I’ve been waiting for you.”

His nostrils flared at my words, but he didn’t move. He stood right where he was and continued to stare so deeply into my eyes I felt like he could see my soul. Then, in that same intense tone, he asked, “You’ve been waiting for me to do what?”

My heart was beating so fast I was certain he could hear it. I felt heat creep up my cheeks, but I knew this was the moment Hayden had told me about. Conner was fishing, and the line was right in front of me, all I had to do was be brave enough to take the bait.

“I’ve been waiting for you to . . .” I trailed off and took a deep breath.

His eyes urged me to continue, but I couldn’t finish the sentence while holding his gaze. I tried to look away, but Conner placed two fingers on the side of my jaw and shook his head. “Finish your sentence, Chloe.”

Unable to resist his command, I opened my mouth and said, “To be my first.” I released a deep exhale and repeated, “I’ve been waiting for you to be my first.”

A knowing smirk curled on his lips and his pupils dilated so much I could barely see the blue of his eyes. I expected him to kiss me or at least say something, but he didn’t. Instead, he straightened his back, removed a wad of cash from his pocket and tossed it over the table. Then, he took my hand and helped me to my feet.

On wobbly legs, I followed him toward the bar’s exit not knowing what to expect. In a matter of seconds, we walked out the door and headed toward the parking lot. For a moment, I thought we were going toward my Jeep or Conner’s truck, but instead, we kept walking toward the line of trees that surrounded the building. We finally came to a stop under a huge oak.

The faint sounds coming from the bar mixed with the thumping of my heart as Conner finally turned to look at me again. His face was twisted with a mixture of anger and lust. “Do you have any idea what you’re asking of me?”

I took a deep breath to find my voice and nodded. “Yes, I do.”

“Will you take it back, then?” The strain in his voice made the reply he wanted to hear crystal clear, but I hadn’t come this far to turn back. I wanted Conner, and I wouldn’t let anything get in my way—not even his friendship with my father.

I shook my head. “No. I’ve wanted you this way since I was sixteen. I’ve saved myself for you, and now, after tonight, I see that we could actually be something special. I know you see it too, don’t try to deny it. I’m staying right here. I’m tired of hiding my feelings -I want this.”

“Damn it, Chloe,” he muttered huskily, and I honestly thought he would walk away.

But he didn’t.

Instead, he pressed me against the tree and brought his mouth firmly against mine with a mixture of frustration and need that set my whole body on fire. Before I could process what was happening and what I was feeling, Conner pulled my bottom lip into his mouth and sucked at it so hard I moaned with a mixture of pleasure and pain. Although I had been kissed before, I had never felt anything as powerful and seductive as this.

Once he released my lip, his hands grabbed my hips and he pulled me toward him. The hard ridge of his erection dug into the soft skin of my belly, and my lips parted with a gasp. His tongue collided with mine and his hands started to move across my skin. He touched my hips, my stomach, my ass, my boobs with the same voracity that his hips rolled against mine. The sensations he brought out in me were overwhelming me in the best way possible, and without me even commanding it, my hands were in his hair and I was dragging him closer to me.

As I pulled back for air, Conner’s lips drifted to my jaw and neck. His kisses were slow and deep, and caused a new wave of wet warmth to pool between my legs.

“God, Conner,” I moaned as his mouth continued its descent towards my cleavage.

My hands moved from his hair to his strong, muscled back and tugged at his shirt, wanting to rid him of it. Unfortunately, my greedy moves made him pull back completely. Without his mouth on me, I felt empty and cold.

“What are you doing?” His voice was as dark and penetrating as his gaze.

“Taking your clothes off,” I replied in a breathless whisper. “Isn’t sex a naked activity?”

A smirk curled on his lush lips, and he leaned forward to kiss me. Unlike the previous kisses, this one was softer and a lot quicker. “Usually, yes. But we’re not having sex tonight.”

My brows pulled together, and I pouted like a kid who’d lost their candy. “Why not?”

“Because this thing we’re doing is fucking crazy,” he started in a low voice as his face dipped back toward my cleavage. He licked the upper curve of my breasts and then, with his lips pressed to my skin, continued, “If we’re going take the risk, then I’m going do it right. I’m not going to fuck you in the woods or in my car like a cheap date. When I make you mine, it’ll be on a bed, and you’ll be completely ready for me.”