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My Dad’s Rival’s Secret Baby

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Jamie Knight

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I shouldn’t be doing this with him. He’s twice my age.
And he’s my dad’s rival. But now I’m having his baby.

I’m the rightful heir of my dad’s real estate company.
But he wants to marry me off to a son-in-law who will inherit it.
Unless I can manage to sell a million dollar house on my own.
I go to work for another company, owned by my dad’s biggest competitor.
Wesley is intelligent, hard working… and hot as h*ll.
He takes me seriously, unlike my dad.
But he doesn’t know who I really am.
He wants me to not only work with him, but live with him.
And he wants to have his way with me any time he wants.
Things seem to be really heating up between us.

But what will happen when he finds out my two biggest secrets?
One – my true identity, and two – that I’m carrying his child?

My Dad’s Rival’s Secret Baby is a full length 45,000 word standalone novel. Jamie Knight promises to always bring you a happy ever after filled with plenty of heat. And never any cheating or cliffhangers!

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Chapter 1



I head back to the guest room in Wesley’s mansion, wearing only the towel. When I step into the room, I’m surprised to see that Wesley is still there. Or, rather, maybe he left and came back while I was in the shower.

“Oh,” he says, dropping a robe that he was holding onto the bed. It is fluffy and white – like those comfy ones at nice hotels. “Sorry for the intrusion. I just thought you might want to wear this robe.”

“Thank you,” I tell him, with a smile. “But what if I don’t?”

“I’m sorry?” he asks, his eyebrows raised up towards each other in confusion.

“What if I don’t wear to the robe?”

This is it – my bold invitation for him to hit on me. The ball’s in his court now. He could take my question to mean that perhaps I’d rather get dressed in normal clothes. Or he could take it for what it is…

…and he does.

“You mean, what if you don’t want to wear anything at all?” he asks, a smirk crossing his thick, handsome lips.


“Well, I think that can be arranged.”

In two steps, he’s crossed the small length of floor that was separating us, and he’s dropped the towel from my waist. I love that he took charge and did that, rather than leaving it up to me to show my naked body to him.

It’s so much different than the younger guys I’ve dated have acted. I begin to realize there’s a reason I never wanted to lose my virginity to them. I wanted someone older, wiser, more experienced… I was waiting to meet someone like Wesley.

He looks down at me and lets out a low whistle.

“I knew you were gorgeous, and I’ve loved staring at your curves in the office, but I had no idea you looked this good under there,” he says, putting his hand on my ass and squeezing it, just like I’d imagined him doing while I was in the shower.

He bends down to kiss me, and his tongue is eager and strong. I wrap my own up with it, and we make out like high schoolers.

“I love your round ass and those perfectly plump tits,” he says, as he pinches my nipple and then bends down to suck on one of them. “I can’t believe I’m so fucking lucky as to be able to taste you.”

He bends down a bit further and picks me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. At first, it’s just like I fantasized about in his shower moments ago, but then it gets rougher, wilder – and I like it. He walks forward and pins me up against the bedroom wall. I hang there, with my naked legs around him, his pelvis leaning into my wet, aching pussy while he hurries to take off his belt and pants.

“You want me in here, don’t you?” he asks, reaching down to grab my pussy lips between his fingers.

“Yes,” I moan, breathing into his ear.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, sir,” I beg. “Please. Please touch my pussy. Please fuck my pussy.”

I can’t believe the words coming out of my mouth – or that I’m talking to my boss this way. I just can’t seem to help it, though. No one has ever made me feel this good before, or this dirty in a good way.

Looking down at his fingers as they rub my clit, he asks me, “Does this feel good? Is this what you want?”

“Yes,” I tell him, as he kisses me again and puts two of his fingers up inside my pussy hole. I’m so wet that his fingers are immediately drenched in my juices.

“Look how much you want me,” he says, as he looks down at my wetness all over his hand, while rubbing my clit nearly to the point of making me cum. “This little pussy feels so tight. Have you ever…?”

He looks into my eyes now, and I shake my head, with a mix of embarrassment and excitement.

“You’re a virgin?” he asks, looking as if it’s too good to be true.

“Yes,” I nod, my feet gripping his ass cheeks as my pussy clenches tighter against him, because it wants him to change that.

“No one has ever touched this sweet little pussy of yours?” he asks, as he continues to play with it. “It’s all mine for the taking?”

“Yes, sir,” I answer. “It’s all yours. I want you to take it.”

He bends down to get a condom from the pocket of his pants. As he hurries to put it on, I marvel at the sheer size of his cock. I wonder if I can take it.

But soon, its head is up against my pussy and I’m leaning back against the wall, while his mouth is nibbling on my breast again. He’s holding his dick in his hand, teasing me with it while he chews my nipple.