Baby for Sugar Daddy: A Secret Baby Romance (Heartstring Dating Agency Book 6) by Lauren Wood (popular books to read TXT) 📕

body around in circles, hitting all the perfect nerves in my body. I ran my hands up her thighs, unable to resist clenching my fingers into her skin each time her muscles clenched around me. So tight and so wet, pushing me closer to the edge.

She rode me until we were both exploding, crashing over with ecstasy. But things didn’t stop there. The sun was coming up before we finally submitted to our bodies being spent. We had fucked each other dry and limp.

“After that night at the office, I caught myself wondering what you’d be like in a bed with a whole night at your disposal,” she told me.

“Well…now you know,” I chuckled. “And? What’s the verdict?”

Her eyes sparked. “You don’t need me to tell you. And I don’t want to anyway. You don’t need anything else going to that big head of yours.”

“Fine,” I smirked, resting my weight on my arm so I could get a better look at her—naked and sprawled out next to me in a tangle of sheets. “But I have no issue telling you that was phenomenal. You are fucking phenomenal.”

The corners of her lips curled as she turned over on her back. “I know,” she sighed unapologetically.

“Oh, who's got a big head now?”

“Both of us!” she laughed as I danced my fingers across her chest, tickling her.

But after a few seconds, our laughter faded. I didn’t know where Cat’s head was, but mine was in all the wrong places.

She was so damn beautiful that it almost hurt to see her laughing in my arms like that. I never felt anything more for women than an itch to fuck them. I couldn’t remember the last time someone ever meant more to me than that. But now here was Cat…the epitome of everything I had been looking for. She couldn’t have been more my type if I had her made custom, just for me.

And yet we both knew this couldn’t go anywhere.

My eyes darkened, and she was quick to notice the shift in my expression. I just couldn’t let myself fall too deeply into such a dangerous moment…one that had me asking all sorts of wrong questions like—Would her Dad really be so mad at us? Aren’t there plenty of couples in the world who work together, run businesses and companies together?

“What?” she huffed, snapping me out of it.

“Nothing,” I murmured. “It’s just…”

Her finger shot up in front of my lips, stopping my words dead in their tracks. “Don’t make your same mistake from last time. Don’t ruin this by rambling on with your big mouth, saying all the wrong things.”

“What exactly are the right things to say in this situation?” I wondered.

“That’s my point,” she said, pressing her lips to mine with a quick peck. “You shouldn’t be saying anything at all.” She rolled over, nestling deeper into the covers with a contented sigh. “Just keep your mouth shut and put your arms around me so we can go to sleep.”

I wanted to go against everything she just said and ask if her father ever made surprise visits to her place. Surely Cat wouldn’t let us stay up all night and then fall asleep together, naked at dawn, if he was in the habit of showing up here unannounced. Would she?

My chest was starting to pang with all of my doubts about her motives and what exactly she wanted from me. But as she backed up into the curve of my body, fitting against me perfectly—like a puzzle piece, her warmth enveloped me and chased away every last question or thought.

I laid my head on the pillow and drowned in the scent of her shampoo from the tandrels of her hair that spread out behind her. Trailing one finger down the side of her face, I felt my eyes growing heavy until finally I drifted off into a deep sleep.

The best part about sleeping next to Cat was that I didn’t toss and turn with hot sweaty sex dreams about her all night long. There was no need to. Any time I wanted more, she was right there for the taking. And all too willing to give me more, because we both needed it.

By the time we woke up for good in the mid-afternoon, she was quick to try and shuffle me out of her place. She offered a bagel and some coffee as she walked around her sunny, crisp white apartment in nothing but my long dress shirt—which she didn’t show any intention of giving back.

As I scurred out into the hallway, she leaned in her doorway and said, “That really has to be the last time. Got it, Ashford?”

“You don’t have to tell me that,” I said as I strolled towards the elevator. Now I was more than ready to get out of there before I said the wrong thing and pissed her off all over again.

No, walking away that morning was easy. It would be the feeling that washed over me that evening that would be harder to deal with. Because come nightfall…I would want more. I just knew it. How could I not?

12

Cat

The sun was shining brightly that morning as I pushed through the busy sidewalks of the city I loved. I sucked in the crisp air and made my way through the crowds with my to-go coffee in hand. All of those nicely dressed professional people rushing off to work with their cell phones pushed to their ears—a good chunk of them would have killed to be walking in my black stiletto shoes. Because that morning I was on my way to Heartstring for what we hoped was the last of our negotiations.

It would be another week before we signed anything, of course. A deal this size didn’t just happen overnight, or even over a month. We had been negotiating for weeks and what would finally be laid out before us today was the fruit of our labors—one neat stack of papers just waiting for my father’s