Daddy's Virgin (A CEO Boss Romance Novel)

With that, he grabbed my hand and dragged me through the hall. The party was loud and buzzing with energy, and while a few people looked in our general direction, they didn’t stay interested for long.

“Where are you taking me?” I demanded.

The hall tapered at one end, and there was a small space that left off from the main room. Jake pulled me through to a door on the side, opened it and pushed me through. Once we were both inside, Jake sealed the door shut with what looked like a mop.

“Is this the utility closet; the one the janitor uses?” I asked.

Jake laughed. “Like I said, the next best thing.”

Before I knew it, his hands were running all over my body, and every protest in my head fell away instantly. All I wanted was to be here with Jake in a small, enclosed space with the sounds of the party echoing around us. I could hear voices, laughter, and music, and it was exhilarating to know that there was only a door between us, and all the people we worked with.

Jake’s hands felt like fire as they roamed all over me. He pushed up my skirt and pulled down my thong. He squeezed my ass hard, and I moaned without worrying about being heard. The music would drown out our lovemaking. His cock was rock hard as he pushed inside me. We fucked against the back wall, disrupting all the cleaning supplies around us.

My body was so titillated by the experience that I felt my orgasm come on early. But before it could fully form, Jake changed positions by turning me around and taking me from the back. I groaned in ecstasy as he fucked me hard, pulling my hair from the back with one hand as the other hand squeezed my left breast.

For the final leg, he turned me around again so that we were face to face. With his lips only inches from mine, he whispered to me while he was still inside me.

“I love you, Kristen.”

“I love you,” I whispered back breathlessly, just as I reached climax.

Six Months Later

Chapter Thirty-Nine

Jake

“Daddy,” Noah called, as he ran into my room. “How do I look?”

I turned to him and smiled at the outfit he had chosen. He had picked his favorite pair of jeans, a t-shirt with Batman on the front of it, and a little blazer-style jacket that I’d bought ages ago knowing he would grow into it. I noticed that he had even combed his hair.

“Wow,” I said, nodding in approval. “You look better than I do.”

“You look like James Bond,” Noah said.

I gave him a wink. “That was the idea,” I nodded. “I have to make sure she can’t say no.”

“No?” he repeated, with a frown. “No to what?”

“You’ll see,” I said cryptically. “What’s the time?”

“Daddy,” he said, sounding annoyed at me. “I can’t tell time.”

“What?” I teased. “You’re off to college next month; you should be able to tell time.”

“Daddy,” Noah said again, giggling slightly. “I’m not going to college.”

“No?” I asked. “You sure?”

“Uh-huh,” he nodded. “I don’t want to go to college.”

I raised my eyebrows and turned to him. “You don’t?”

“I want to stay with you forever,” he said.

I felt my heart expand tenfold at the sound of those words. It was proof that I wasn’t doing such a terrible job at this single parent thing. Even as I thought it, however, it didn’t feel authentic. Maybe because in the last few months, I hadn’t really felt like a single parent anymore. Kristen was always around, and Noah had slowly gotten used to having her spend the night, too. Most weekends, Kristen would stay with us. We would plan our weekends with Noah and end up going someplace or the other, either to the planetarium, the zoo, the museums, or the park.

Sundays were lazy, stay-at-home kind of days. Kristen and Noah would spend half of it in the kitchen experimenting with new recipes they found online. Then we would eat together and play games or tell stories for the rest of the evening.