Boss Daddy: A Secret Baby Romance by Black, L. (big screen ebook reader txt) 📗

“My job?” I asked.

“You are on official Hollow grounds. Your skills and responsibilities transfer,” he said, then gave me a playful smile. “Come on, the cocktail waitress insisted on a break, and we really need the help.”

I smiled at him. “Sure. I can help.”

I fell right into the rhythms of the bar and found myself really enjoying working there. It was the same vibe as the other location, and yet different in a way I couldn’t really define.

We worked hard through the rest of the night. Jordan kept plying me with juice, water, and food, but I was feeling great by the end of it all. Like being near him just gave me a new surge of energy.

After we closed the door and locked it, I looked around and realized I couldn’t find Jordan. In the office I found him filling out some papers at his desk. As I walked toward him, a calendar on the wall caught my eye. It had all the shifts marked with who was going to be working and when. And my name was on it.

“What’s that all about?” I asked, pointing to my name on the calendar.

“Matt asked if you were going to do your job,” he said.

“Yeah.”

“Well, that’s really your job. It’s been waiting for you from the beginning. We knew you would come here eventually,” Jordan said.

All I could do was laugh and melt into his lap for a kiss. I felt so happy and peaceful. There was nothing left to worry about anymore.

39 Jordan

I hadn’t slept in the bed I’d bought for the apartment before Hannah came, and I was glad for it. The first time I slept in it, I had her curled in my arms like she was supposed to be. Granted, the studio apartment wasn’t going to work out, and I had already called the landlord and asked if there was another room. I got voicemail, but I remembered him saying weeks ago that they had multiple two-bedroom apartments available on the same floor. While I didn’t relish the idea of moving all my furniture again, I would do it happily if it meant I got to have Hannah there with me.

I rolled over and curled around her, and she wiggled her hips into me. Natural physical reactions took over, and she turned to look at me over her shoulder. One eyebrow cocked, she smiled at me, and I smiled back. I shrugged.

“How are you feeling this morning?” I asked, wary of how the mornings were sometimes difficult for her.

“Feeling good,” she said.

“How good?”

“Really good,” she purred.

“Oh, really now,” I said, sitting up a bit and gently guiding her jaw around so I could brush my lips against hers. One of her hands slid down and grasped my cock through my boxers. “That good?”

She nodded, and I pressed my lips down for a deep, emotional kiss.

Soon, that kiss turned hungry. Hungry for affection, for closeness and release. My tongue slid into her mouth and played with hers. She returned my exploration eagerly, and my hand slid up her shirt. Filling my palm with her breast, I moved my lips down her neck to her collarbone. I kneaded into her chest as she gasped when I reached the sensitive area in the crook of her neck.

Moving down, I helped her remove her shirt entirely and tossed it away. I took her sensitive nipple into my mouth and slowly, reverently caressed it with my tongue. My hand slid down her stomach until it reached her panties and dipped inside. She was wet and ready for me already, but I wanted more. I wanted to show her just how much I’d missed her all this time.

I moved across her chest to the other side, taking her nipple into my mouth while my middle finger explored her slick folds until it found her clit. I rubbed in a circular motion as she moaned, and I sucked on her breast. Then, I moved down the center of her stomach, pulling her panties down and away as I did. She reached for me, and I scooted so that my legs were facing the opposite way as hers. Hannah placed her hand on my cock and stroked it through the thin boxers.

Groaning as her fingers wrapped around my staff, I slid my tongue along her lips and heard her moan as well. She pulled my cock through the hole in my boxers and used her tongue to sweep up the bottom of it, then swirl around the head while I paid attention to her clit. She stroked me as she sucked on the head of my cock, and I teased her clit with the tip of my tongue and slid a finger inside her.

Brushing the tip of my finger along the upper walls, I found a spot that made her squirm and paid it extra attention. Soon, her breathing hitched and she writhed as she fell into a climax, diving her lips deeply over me while moans escaped her mouth. Her moans vibrated over my staff, and I rocked into her, feeling the tension building up around me as well.

When her body stopped convulsing, I pulled my hips away from her and slid around. Pulling my boxers off, I tossed them away as I positioned myself between her thighs. She arched her back up, and I took her breast into my mouth again as my cock slid through her folds until it reached her opening. I teased her clit with the head before sliding into her slowly. She was slick and ready for me, and I drove deep into her pussy.

Rocking my hips back and then thrusting deeper, I took my time in slow, measured movements. There was no hurry. There was nothing but time now. We had each other forever.

I sat up on my knees as I continued my slow motion of rocking into her and admired her body.