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BABY LOVE
FIONA DAVENPORT
Copyright © 2024 by Fiona Davenport
Cover designed by Elle Christensen
Edited by Jenny Sims (Editing4Indies)
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CONTENTS
Baby Love
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Epilogue
Epilogue
About the Author
BABY LOVE
Billionaire Chase Sutton didn’t expect to meet the woman of his dreams when he did a favor for a friend. Jenna Kendall should have been off limits for the sexy doctor. She was too young for him, and a relationship with her would put his friendship with her dad in jeopardy.
But as Chase watched her cuddle babies in her volunteer position in the NICU, he knew nothing was going to stop him from building a family with Jenna.
PROLOGUE
CHASE
“Oops! I’m so sorry!”
I turned around to see who had bumped into me, and my breath caught in my lungs.
Son of a bitch.
Big crystal-blue eyes stared up at me…the most beautiful eyes I’d ever seen. Then her plump lips—worthy of a pornstar—curved up into a gorgeous smile. I was rendered speechless when my dick sprang to life with a vengeance. It had been longer than I cared to admit since I’d been interested in a woman—probably almost as many years as this beauty had been alive, back when I was still a student. But with one look at her, my libido came barreling back, and my cock was hard as a damn baseball bat.
Her long blond hair reminded me of sunshine. My gaze followed the braid over her shoulder, and I nearly choked when I saw it resting on large, round tits that pressed against her tight black peacoat. To my shock, the thought that they were perfect for feeding babies flitted through my mind. What the fuck, Sutton?
I’d obviously lost my fucking mind because as I continued my perusal of this stunning creature, I also noticed that she had wide, curvy hips. I told myself that I only took note that they were excellent birthing hips because babies were my business. But that didn’t explain away the fact that my cock practically wept at the thought of being the one to put a baby in her belly.
To make matters worse, when my eyes returned to her face, I realized she was young. Very young. Most likely too fucking young for a thirty-eight-year-old man.
Before things got any more awkward—thank fuck I was wearing a coat, and she couldn’t see the eleven-inch bulge in my pants—I cleared my throat and croaked. “It’s no problem.”
She blinked up at me owlishly, her blue eyes full of surprise…and wonder. I wasn’t oblivious to what she was seeing. My dark brown hair was shorter on the sides and a little longer on top, gelled into a current style. My eyes were chocolate brown, my beard and mustache neatly trimmed, and many magazines had described my face as classically handsome with chiseled facial features. Plus, though she couldn’t see it through my coat, I kept my body in tip-top shape and ran the NYC marathon every year.
I was used to women gawking at me, but I had never felt so compelled to have a woman like what she saw when looking at me. I wanted to see this one’s eyes simmering with desire, letting me know I wasn’t alone in my feelings.
She was so damn young and clearly innocent, but the timid hunger in her blue pools was quickly making that irrelevant.
“I should have been watching where I was going,” she said in a sweet, almost musical voice. “My family always tells me I have my head in the clouds.”
I smiled, and an adorable blush bloomed on her cheeks, making me curious how far down that pretty pink color would go when she came.
For shit’s sake. I needed to get my head on straight.
I double-blinked to clear my mind, not that it helped much. “Probably best not to get lost in those clouds while walking down a sidewalk in New York City, sunshine,” I teased.
The blush deepened, and she glanced down at her feet before meeting my gaze again, her teeth chewing on her bottom lip. I almost ordered her not to do that because I was the only one who got to nibble on her lips, but I barely managed to swallow the comment so I didn’t seem like a perverted lunatic and scare the fuck out of her.
“I’ll be more careful,” she murmured.
I wanted to ask her name and if I could see her again, but she just looked so young and innocent. Instead, I winked at her and turned back around, ducking into the nearest store to give myself time to calm down.
It took a good ten minutes to get my cock to soften enough that walking wasn’t painful, but I remained semi-hard all day. Probably because I couldn’t stop thinking about my ray of sunshine. When I went to bed that night, I decided to give in to my thoughts. It wasn’t like I’d ever see her again.
I played our encounter in my mind over and over before I fell asleep and dreamed of all the dirty things I wanted to do to her decadent body.
1
CHASE
“Chase! Hold up!”
I halted my steps and glanced back over my shoulder to see my friend—and the owner of the building I lived in—walking swiftly in my direction.
“Justice,” I greeted him, glancing at my watch, then at the doors across the lobby. I didn’t have much time because I had a patient scheduled for a cesarean section in the afternoon. I wanted to go over the files again and confer with the surgeon.
Thankfully, Justice knew I wasn’t being rude. As the head neonatologist for a large hospital in Manhattan, I couldn’t afford to be late. My patient was technically the child being delivered, and this little boy had a heart condition that would need to be addressed the second he was born.
“Can I give you a ride to the hospital so we can talk?” he offered.
“My driver is already waiting, but you can ride with me, and he’ll bring you home afterward.”
Justice nodded and fell into step beside me as I resumed my trek toward the front doors. “Thanks. I’m hoping you can help me with my daughter.”
I glanced at him with a raised eyebrow, and he laughed. Justice and his wife, Blair, had nine children, and I was pretty sure that at least six of them were girls. I’d probably met them all at some point, but I was a workaholic and rarely home, so I wasn’t sure I could pick any of them out of a lineup.
“Jenna. She’s my eldest daughter. She’ll be eighteen in a couple of months.”
A black Town Car idled at the curb as we stepped out into the late morning sunshine. It was a deceptively beautiful day. Despite the brightness of the sun, it was cold as hell. I grimaced when a rush of frigid February air blew over us and wrapped my long wool coat tightly around me.
My driver—and covert bodyguard—was just rounding the hood of the car and opened the back door. “Thanks, Linus,” I said with a smile before climbing inside. Justice greeted him warmly before sliding onto the seat next to me.
He was one of the few people who knew that Linus was more than just my chauffeur. Mainly because one of his best friends, Jonah Carrington, owned a security company and had found Linus for me.
Justice was also one of the few people who knew why I had a bodyguard. I certainly didn’t make peanuts at my job, but it was the medical research company I owned that put my net worth in the billions.
I was considered a prodigy growing up. I graduated from high school at sixteen and finished my bachelor's at eighteen. When I was in medical school and started doing my own research, one of my professors found out what I was working on and encouraged me to form a company.
Some of my ideas had been ground breaking, so our reputation grew at sonic speeds. By the time I graduated, I’d made several million and had expanded the business, opening several labs throughout the state of New York, each with a different specialized area of research.
Having that many zeros in my bank account alone made me a target, but I’d also been threatened a few times by people who reacted violently without doing their research. My company didn’t test on animals, yet I’d nearly been killed twice by activists. After the second attempt, I’d given in to Justice’s advice and hired Linus.
“How can I help you?” I asked my friend.
“Jenna graduates from high school in May, and she’s not sure what she wants to do. She loves kids and has a way with them that is just incredible, but she’s adamant that she doesn’t want to work with her mom at the K-Corp daycare. My wife suggested that she spend some time looking into other jobs that involve babies, and I remembered that your hospital has several volunteer positions that work with kids.”
I nodded. “We do the standard patient pals, room buddies, and open playroom, among others.”
“Yes, but doesn’t your hospital also have one of the few cuddler programs?”
“We do,” I confirmed. “But we don’t usually accept volunteers under twenty-one for that program.”
Justice leaned back against the seat and scratched his salt-and-pepper beard while thinking. “I can certainly understand that,” he replied eventually. “But Jenna is already a mature and responsible young woman. I’m sure she’d be happy to volunteer in any capacity you need, but if age isn’t a hard and fast rule, would you consider it?”
If what he said about her was correct, then I was open to his idea. “Send her to the hospital tomorrow after school,” I told him with a nod. “I’ll have the volunteer program coordinator go over her options. I promise to keep an eye on her, and if I feel like she’s a good fit, I’ll make sure she’s given a spot as a patient cuddler.”
Justice grinned and clapped me on the shoulder. “You just made me Dad of the year, Chase. Anytime I can return the favor, you just let me know.”
“I’ll think of something,” I chuckled. The car slowed to a stop in front of an employee entrance to the hospital administrative offices. “I have rounds tomorrow at five, so ask Jenna to try to get there before then. That way, I can get her squared away before my shift starts.”
“Will do,” he agreed as he exited the car, allowing me to get out before returning to his seat. “Oh, and Thatcher told me to remind you that poker is at his place on Tuesday instead of Jameson’s.”
“Duly noted.”
Justice and his brother, Thatcher, co-owned the investment firm K-Corp with Jameson Kennedy. I’d met them all when they took me on as a client ten years ago. The owners rarely managed accounts themselves anymore, but a friend had made the introduction, so I’d been given a coveted spot on their small list. Despite our age difference, I’d become good friends with all of them.
A year into my residency, an apartment had opened up in Justice’s building, and he’d offered it to me. It was a better investment to buy a place, but it was only me, and I had no intention of having a family anytime soon. Plus, the building had top-notch security, so I’d said yes.
“I’ll take Mr. Kendall wherever he needs to go, and I’ll be back at the end of your shift,” Linus said as he closed the car door. “Text me if you need me before then.”
I nodded before hurrying to the building entrance to get out of the cold.
“Dr. Sutton?”
My head whipped up at the sound of the vaguely familiar voice. One that was sexy as hell and sent a streak of desire straight to my dick. When I saw who stood in the doorway to my office, my jaw almost hit the floor.
“Sunshine?” I blurted, then mentally smacked myself upside the head.
But rather than be put off by my nickname, her lips curled into a smile, and her cheeks turned a pretty shade of pink. “It’s you,” she breathed.
The husky quality of her voice sent all the blood in my head rushing to my dick. I’d happily give up every penny in my bank account to hear her say my name like that again.
Since she was no longer wearing a coat, I did a once-over of her body, confirming everything I’d thought when I met her outside the other day. Her curves were made for sex and breeding. The innocence coming off her in waves only added to her allure because I had a feeling that I’d be the first man to ever make her scream their name in ecstasy. Fucking hell.
I told myself once again that she was too damn young…but it didn’t make a damn bit of difference. My body knew what my brain would eventually come to accept. I was going to have this girl under me, my mouth on those fantastic tits, and my cock buried in her tight, young pussy.
“I thought you looked familiar the other day.” When she spoke again, it broke me out of the sexual stupor I’d fallen into, and I took a deep breath, trying to think of anything that would cool my desire.
“We only met briefly when I was a kid,” she said with a giggle. “Otherwise, I’ve only ever seen you coming and going in a hurry.”
Her words caught my full attention, shoving my desire to the back of my mind for the moment.
“We’ve met?” I queried. It seemed unlikely I would have forgotten someone so gorgeous and utterly sexy, right? I tried to think hard and…wait…had she said when she was a kid?
“Yep,” she responded as she walked into my office, her curvy hips swaying enticingly. “I was only six when you moved into the building, so I’m not surprised you don’t remember.”
“You live in my building?” I was growing even more confused, and something niggled at the back of my brain. Something I had a bad feeling about.
Sunshine laughed and stuck her hands in the back pockets of her pants, pushing her chest out. Those dirty thoughts attempted to come to the front of my mind again, but I managed to stay focused on our conversation. “I should have introduced myself first,” she said in a rueful tone. “I’m Jenna Kendall.”
The world came to a standstill for just a moment, then it seemed to crash all around me.
This was Justice Kendall’s daughter. I wasn’t sure how I’d missed it before because she looked so much like her mother. But she had a presence and sensuality that was all her own, which probably kept me from seeing the resemblance the first time I met her.
I wanted to bang my head down on my desk for thinking about this girl’s sexuality. Justice had said she was seventeen and still in high school.
She was a damn teenager, and I was twenty-fucking-one years older than her. I should probably have been shot for the filthy things I wanted to do to her tight—my instincts told me it was untouched—teenage pussy.
And if Justice had any inkling of the thoughts I’d been having about his little girl, I’d be chum for the fishes in the East River.
I opened my mouth to tell her to go home. To tell her I didn’t want to see her again. To do anything except what I did.
2
CHASE
“Have a seat, sunshine.”
With that invitation, I knew my brain had jumped aboard the same train as my body. The situation with her dad would be fucking complicated, but this girl was mine. I knew it down to my bones. I’d have to wait until her birthday, but Justice had said it was only a couple of months away. Which was going to be pure hell, especially since I intended to have her here with me as much as possible. But I’d hold out, if only out of respect for her father because legally, nothing kept us apart.
When the day came, nothing would keep me from coming for her. Then I’d have my ring on her finger and my kid in her belly before anyone could try to take her away.
Fuck. I couldn’t wait to see her round with my baby, her swollen breasts dripping with milk. Everyone who looked at her would know without a doubt that she’d been claimed.
“Thanks.”
I gestured to a coat tree next to the door, and she hung up her outerwear before padding across the carpet to one of the chairs in front of my desk. Then she sat down, crossing one shapely leg over the other and clasping her hands in her lap.
Those thighs would feel amazing wrapped around my head.
For the love of everything holy, I needed to get a fucking grip on myself before I fell so deep into a fantasy that I came like a damn teenager without even touching her.
“You can call me Chase, Jenna,” I told her with a smile. “So you want to work with babies?”
Her face lit up as she nodded. “I love kids, but I want to make a difference. Not that what my mom does isn’t important, but…”
“I get it,” I assured her with a smile. “I take it you love being from a big family?”
Jenna giggled and tilted her head to the side, sending her long blond hair cascading over her shoulder. My hands practically ached to feel those silky locks wrapped around my fists.
“My family is awesome. To be honest…” Her cheeks turned bright red, and she looked everywhere but at me.
“You can tell me anything, sunshine.” I smiled in encouragement when she looked back at me.
“The thing I want most is to have a big family and stay home with my kids.”
She was perfect. So fucking perfect. I hadn’t even realized how much I wanted a family until this moment. Now, I intended to buy a big townhouse in the city and fill every bedroom with a kid.
“I still want to work with children,” she added with a soft smile. “But I think my dad expects me to make it a career when really, I just want to volunteer. I love the idea of being able to help while still being at home with my own babies.” Her smile turned shy, and her face flushed adorably. “That probably seems pretty silly to you.”
