Billionaire CEO Jackson Weathers needs a family for a PR boost, and I've signed a contract agreeing to give him one. A doting girlfriend in public. A wedding ceremony to invite all the socialites to. And finally, a baby for him to parade around, to show he's really a wholesome, down-to-Earth man.
I've tried to remain cynical about it. He's going to make all my dreams come true. So what if it's supposed to be a loveless marriage?
Only, his tenderness in private has me hooked. The way he kisses me drives me wild. When we make love, I lose myself to him. His body feels like it was meant to be on top of mine, like we fit together like two puzzle pieces. I can't help but begin to fall for him.
I can't tell him, or I risk losing everything. And nobody else can find out about our little "arrangement" or it will destroy his reputation. Still, I feel like I have to know how he feels, before the marriage, before the baby, before I give my entire life over to him.
Is it still just pretend?
“I was wondering when you were going to get home.” Her hand went to the silky collar of her robe and she tugged on it gently to reveal just a hint of smooth skin underneath. She liked that he swallowed hard and stared.
“Work went long,” he said, his eyes still glued to the bare skin of her chest. She let the robe open just a little more. “If I had known this was waiting for me, I would have been home hours ago.”
She grinned and stood from the couch. She flipped off the light, letting just the pale glow from the city lights fill the room. With a grin, she undid the ties to the robe and let the fabric slide to the floor. The pale silk pooled around her ankles as she stood naked before him in the pale twilight. She knew the lack of light would hide her flaws.
His reaction made all the waiting worth it. His eyes dilated, his mouth opened, and she could see the growing bulge in his pants. She rather liked having this effect on him. She knew that he found her beautiful. She knew that he found her sexually attractive, but to see his actual reaction would never get old.
She felt like a goddess when he looked at her like that.
He reached out a finger and caressed the arch of her collarbone, his finger then tracing the curve of her shoulder down her arm. Goosebumps popped out along her skin, but it wasn’t from cold. It was pure desire at being touched. His fingers caught the swell of her breast, skimming along the curve and barely touching her.
Her nipples hardened in front of his eyes. Hunger blossomed on his face as he cupped her breast in his warm hand, his thumb rubbing against the hard nipple. Jackson’s pupils nearly took over the green of his eyes.
She took a step forward, threading her hand over his shoulder and into his hair as she pressed her naked body against his suit. She could feel the warm, hard spot at her groin as she leaned in, drawing his lips to hers.
He tasted so good. Every time he kissed her he tasted better. His mouth opened and his tongue quested into her waiting mouth, tangling with her tongue. His hand was still on her breast, playing with the nipple while the other hand went to her hip and pulled her further into him.
She pulled back, gazing up at him through long lashes and grinning. She rocked her naked hips into his, feeling him harden further. With the hand not around his neck, she grabbed his tie, fisting the silk, and pulled him in for another kiss.
This kiss was urgent. She wanted to feel him inside of her. She wanted his hard length to fill her. Heat was building in her core and he was the only one who could put it out.
He kissed her, letting her be in control for a moment. She smiled as she kissed him, enjoying the idea that the naked woman was the one in control of the clothed, powerful businessman.
He groaned, and his hand tightened on her hip. She wasn’t in quite as much control as he let her think. He was bigger and stronger. His hip thrust into her, letting her know that he was going to fuck her the moment he had the chance.
And she was very okay with that.
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Chapter 1
Emma
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“Welcome to Coffee Shack, Mrs. Johnson.” Emma greeted her next customer with a smile. “Your usual?”
The woman in a suit nodded, barely looking up from her phone. That was typical here. The coffee shop was located on the first floor of a downtown skyscraper with all sorts of important businesses filling the offices upstairs. W&W BabyCo held most of the floors, but there was also an internet company and a well respected law firm in the building. Everyone who came for coffee was usually busy with some sort of important work.
“Grande triple mocha with almond milk,” Emma called out, taking Mrs. Johnson’s money. Emma handed the card back with a smile that Mrs. Johnson hardly acknowledged before stepping to the side for the next person to order. Emma grinned as she realized it was her best friend.
“Hi, Grace,” Emma said warmly to her friend. “Hi, Sammy,” she said, waving to the little boy on Grace’s hip. “What can I get you?”
“I need an extra shot today, Emma,” Grace told her, hiking the baby up higher on her hip. “Sam here is working on a new tooth and decided that he didn’t want to sleep last night because of it.”
“Oh, I’m so sorry to hear that,” Emma replied, writing the order on a paper cup. She added a plus one to the shots. “It’s a dollar extra for the shot. My poor Sammy.”
Grace reached into her pocket and rummaged around before shaking her head and sighing. “Never mind. Take the shot off. I don’t have any extra today.”
Emma glanced over at her busy boss and then back to her customer. “The extra shot’s on me, then,” Emma whispered.
“You are a saint,” Grace told her, handing Emma her coffee card. The look of relief and gratitude coming from the young mother was more than enough payment for Emma. “I’m just so tired today. I’d forget my head if it wasn’t attached. I thought I had an extra dollar in my pocket.”
“It’s my pleasure. Can he have a C-O-O-K-I-E? We have samples today,” Emma said, spelling out the word so she wouldn’t get Sam in trouble.
“He’d love some cookie,” Grace told her with a smile. “It’ll feel good on h
is teeth.”
Emma went to the cookie display and picked out the most colorful one. She carefully wrapped it up in a bag and handed it to Grace.
“Are we still on for me babysitting tonight?” Emma asked.
“Yes!” Grace replied emphatically. “I’ve been looking forward to date night for the whole month now. You’re sure you’re okay with Sam? This teething stage is terrible.”
“Sam and I are buddies,” Emma assured her. She grinned at the one-year old boy. “Aren’t we?”
“Ahmm,” Sam replied with a nod, making Emma grin. She loved that little boy with her whole heart. She had from the moment she’d met him.
“Okay, I’ll see you in a little bit,” Grace said, stepping to the side. There wasn’t another customer behind her. “Thank you so much, Emma. You’re a lifesaver.”