Spoil Me, Daddy (The Virgin Pact Book 2)(3)

She was a complex human being who wanted more in life than just to coast through. She had hopes and dreams and was going to move across the country for college.

“Are you ready for the big move yet?” I asked her. Jane had just come back from the kitchen to take the strawberry cheesecake from the refrigerator. She cut a slice each for us, handed the plates over, then took her seat beside Greg. All eyes turned to Mary.

“Hmm…” There was a tinge of hesitation in her voice. “Not really. Honestly, I don’t want to move, and I planned to go to the local college, but my mom keeps telling me that specific college is the best for a degree in education. And that’s the only school she’ll pay for.”

I frowned. “I’m sure you can talk to her about it,” I offered, tilting my lips up into a warm smile which she returned. Her mom sounded like a bitch if she was dictating where her daughter went to school. Withholding money for any other place? That was blackmail.

I didn’t want to see her upset and this conversation was clearly ruining her mood. I decided to change the subject. “I’m just thankful I found you to look after Ashley. I promise she’s well-behaved.”

Mary was quick to shake her head, obviously disagreeing with what I just said. “She’s two. She shouldn’t behave all the time. It’s not a problem at all. I swear. I love kids, and I’ve already planned to take her to some parks and the science museum. I’m sure there’s also more than enough time to take her to the zoo.”

“Save the zoo for the weekend,” I quickly piped up. “The three of us will go together.”

I didn’t miss the sneaky smirks that surfaced on Jane’s and Greg’s faces. My friend looked at me and raised his eyebrow. Yeah, I was just as fucked as he was. No, I hoped to be getting fucked as much as he was. Soon. I just had to get Mary naked and beneath me, show her she was mine.

Jane started shaking her head as she looked from me to Mary. I knew what they were thinking. They put us together as employer and babysitter, but had they done a little matchmaking, too? I didn’t care if they thought that. I just wanted Mary any way I could get her.

“We’ll leave you two,” said Greg, taking the dinner plates off the table and leaving the cheesecake. “I’m sure you want to come to an agreement before she starts sitting for Ashley. Jane and I will be in the kitchen.”

Yeah, matchmaking. Worked for me. I had to remember to buy Greg a beer the next time we had a guy’s night. I owed him one.

When the two of them left the room, I turned to face Mary, to give her my full attention. Our knees touched and she stared up at me with a mix of a smile and a smirk. With our closeness, I couldn’t help but inhale her womanly scent, and I knew right then and there that I was a goner.

She might be my new babysitter, but there was no fucking way I’d be able to keep my hands off her.





Chapter Two


Mary


I’d finally found him – the guy who was going to take my virginity.

I’d begun to worry – that I’d go to college without ever going past second base. I didn’t want to be the last of us among our friends to finally do it. To lose my V-card. Jane had succeeded with a home-run just a week after we graduated. She’d told me all about it. Well, most of it and I was so jealous. I’d lay in bed at night, touch myself and think of my own hot guy. A man who’d tell me what to do, to take me, fuck me, fill me. Night after night I dreamed of the one and now I’d found him.

It’d been a month since graduation. Aside from the whole virgin thing, I just wanted to get away from my house because it felt like every time I was home, my stress levels were off the charts. My mom was to blame for everything. Going to the local college would’ve been much more affordable, but she was willing to pay thousands of dollars more per semester to have me across the country so she could have alone time with her new fiancé.

Yeah, the whole “that college has the best early education program” speech was bullshit. It wasn’t as if I couldn’t hear their mating calls from my bedroom. They didn’t even care if I heard or saw everything they were doing. Dinner with those two was a nightmare. They were always feeling each other up, more than they would eat their food – and right in front of me.

I wanted out of the house as much as she wanted me gone, but I didn’t need to go two time zones away to give them space. Going to dinner at Mr. Parker’s house to meet a guy who needed a summer babysitter was great timing. I couldn’t miss my mom leading Bob into her bedroom. Gag. But Jane had called and I’d accepted. I just had to remember that Mr. Parker wasn’t my teacher anymore and I was supposed to call him Greg.

But I wasn’t interested in Greg. I wanted Gabe. I wanted a man’s touch. I wanted his touch. His kisses. His cock. I wanted him to claim me and fuck me. Gabe was practically God’s gift to women with thick dark hair and soft, mesmerizing blue eyes. Not to mention his body…I’d thought Mr. Parker was one fit man and Jane always gushed about him, but the moment I saw Gabe, I tried my best not to let him see that my nipples were hard and I had to wonder if he knew that my panties were ruined after the first glance. I managed well, since I had the job.

After that, when Mr. Parker and Jane excused themselves to go to the kitchen, Gabe and I got down to business – but not that kind. He told me about my working hours – six hours a day – and how much he was paying – twenty dollars an hour. It was double what I would get working a retail job. I’d never worked before, and thankfully, I didn’t have to, but having some experience, even babysitting, was always good for my resume. Not only that, but I really enjoyed kids. They were always so full of innocent energy, and a part of me missed that.