Own Me My Billionaire Daddy

AVA

I swear time has slowed down since I last looked at my watch. Ever since I found out my brother was coming home for a

visit, I’ve been pacing the house like a caged lion, and it’s not just because I’ve missed my older brother. No, it’s because he texted and said he was bringing Josh with him, the man I’ve secretly been in love with for as long as I can remember.

My parents had me late in life—what they lovingly call a happy accident—so my brother is twelve years older than me, and Josh is the same age. That makes him a thirty-one to my nineteen. That’s not weird, I remind myself, and if I’m being honest, I don’t care even if it is. There’s something about Josh that just drives me crazy. He often comes for visits when Josh is in town, and I vividly remember all the times he would spend the night over here after I turned eighteen, and how I would fuck myself until my pussy was sore, screaming his name into my pillow.

I’ve always been too embarrassed and shy to act on it, though, but all that ends this weekend. I’m sick and tired of being a virgin, and he is the only cock I want. When I saw my brother’s truck pull into the driveway, I let out an excited squeal and ran for the front door. They’ve barely gotten out of the truck before I’m running up to them. I give Sean a quick, chaste hug and then turn to Josh. My eyes run up the solid wall of muscle he is before hitting his chiseled jaw and gorgeous, chocolate brown eyes that are looking at me with an amused glint to them. Before I lose my courage, I stand on tiptoe and wrap my arms around him, pressing my body hard against his.

“Hi, Josh,” I whisper against his neck.

He wraps his arms around me, and I can’t help but let out a soft moan at how damn good he feels. The spicy scent of his cologne, and the hard, muscled body I’m pressed against have my panties soaked in seconds and my nipples so hard that I know he can feel them since I accidentally forgot to put on a bra today.

“Hi, Ava,” he says, and I can hear the amusement in his voice. I like to think I’ve hidden how much I’m attracted to him, but I’m guessing he’s always known.

“Oh my god, Ava,” Sean says from beside me. “Can you let him go now so we can go inside?”

I let out a soft, annoyed huff, but Josh hears it and gives a small laugh, patting my lower back with one of his large hands. I take in one more lungful of his intoxicating scent before giving his neck a quick kiss and backing away. His brown eyes widen ever so slightly in surprise, but he doesn’t say anything, just lifts a dark brow at me before turning grabbing his bags, and heading inside after Sean.

I watch his ridiculously fine ass before running to catch up to him. My parents are hugging my brother and asking them both a million questions when I come into the living room. My mom ushers them into the kitchen where she’s been cooking all day. Sean and Josh dig into the food, making her as happy as they know it will, and I grab the seat opposite Josh so I can keep watching him. He smiles at me before taking a bite from the enormous plate of lasagna my mom has handed him.

“So what’s new with you, Josh?” my mom asks, sitting down beside me. “Any girlfriends?”

“Mom,” I say, not liking the direction of this conversation at all. The last thing I want to hear about is him hooking up with other women. I know he’s not a virgin like me, but that doesn’t mean I want to hear about it.

Josh smiles at me again before saying, “No, I’m single, Mrs. Moreno.”

“How is that possible?” my mom asks. “You’re such a handsome man, and so successful. I bet you have women throwing themselves at you all the time.” To my absolute horror, she gives my shoulder a light smack and says, “If only our Ava hadn’t been such a happy accident and we’d had her right after Sean.” She laughs as I feel my face heat up. “Isn’t that right, Tony?” she shouts at my dad. “Ava and Josh, boy, the two of you would make some cute babies.”

Josh eyes me with an expression I can’t quite read, and I want to crawl under the table while my mom laughs about the future kids we could’ve had if only Dad’s sperm had found that egg a bit sooner. I’m too embarrassed to make eye contact with Josh, so I keep my eyes glued to my plate and push my food around, too riled up to even eat.

After supper, my parents go to watch TV while my brother puts his stuff in his old room. Josh follows me down the hall since the spare room is right next to mine. I’m about to go in my room when he grabs my arm and surprises me by pressing me up against the wall. His body is only inches from mine, and having him this close makes it difficult for me to do anything except grow even hornier by the second.

“Still too embarrassed to look at me?” he teases, dipping his head lower so I’m forced to make eye contact with him. When I do, he gives me a sexy wink that has my heart racing and my face heating up even more. “There’s my shy girl,” he says, making me smile at his words.

“That was so embarrassing,” I groan.

He hooks a finger under my chin and lifts it. His eyes run over me, and I’m surprised by the desire I see in them. “Does it bother you so much to think about me fucking a baby into you?” he asks, shocking the hell out of me. He brings his other hand to the waistband of my jeans, sliding his finger underneath and dragging it along my stomach. “Because I’d be lying if I said I’ve never thought about breeding the hell out of your young, fertile body.”

I let out a surprised gasp as my body automatically leans towards him. I’m not sure what exactly I'm about to do, but my brother chooses that exact moment to open his door, so I never get to find out. Josh gives me another sexy wink and pulls away, leaving me with a soaked pair of panties, a racing heart, and nipples so achy I can barely stand it.

He’s thought about breeding me?