The Billionaire’s Nanny by Logan Chance
Eight
Smith
Later in the evening,once Carter is put to bed, I grab the remote to the stereo and put on a soft tune.
“Would you like to dance?” I ask Bree.
She smiles, looking ever so beautiful in a long silk nightgown. “Of course,” she says, staring up at me underneath those long lashes.
There’s just something about this woman that makes me go weak in my knees. And I am not a weak man. I’ve never been known for being weak for anyone. Except her. She does something to me. Makes me go all primal beast on her or something.
I can’t get enough. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get enough either.
She has big ambitions, and it turns me on. She barely lets me help her succeed, and I could, so easily. But she wants to make a name for herself on her own. It turns me on. It made me fall in love when I thought I already was. But I was so wrong, because everyday I’m finding I love her more and more.
I hold this woman in my arms, swaying her body to the beat of the music. “I love dancing with you.”
She smiles up at me. “What else do you like doing with me?”
I audibly growl at her question. “You should know by now all the things I like doing with you.”
She raises a thin eyebrow. “Maybe I need to be reminded.”
Unable to take the pounding in my chest, I lean over and capture her lips with mine. “Then let me remind you everyday for the rest of our lives.” I continue kissing her, unable to get close enough.
She wraps her arms around my neck, tugging at the strands of my hair with her fingers.
I deepen the kiss, pulling her body snug against mine. I’ve never before in my life felt such passion for one person, but everyday I find I’m feeling it more and more with Bree. “I need you,” I tell her. “I need you on your hands and knees right now.”
She stares up at me, dropping to her knees as slowly as possible. She licks her lips on the way down and I can barely contain myself. “Is this where you want me.”
I nod, over and over, my cock growing three sizes bigger in the blink of an eye. “Yeah, baby. I want you mouth wrapped around my thick cock before I fuck your tight little pussy so good.”
She tugs at my pajama pants, bringing them down my legs and I step out of them. She rubs her hand over my boxers and the ridge of my cock begging to be freed.
“You’re such a naughty little thing.”
She licks her lips again as she hooks her fingers into the waistband of my boxers and begins to tug. “I am your naughty girl.”
“Fuck yeah, you are. Show me how naughty you can be.” I lean my head back and groan as she removes my boxers from me. “Fuck, Bree.”
She gazes at my stiff hard on like it’s the most glorious thing she’s ever seen, and it turns me on even more. “Is this what you want?” She licks up one side of my dick and then back down the other.
“Naughtier.” I want her doing things to me I can’t even fathom right now. I just want her lips all over me. That wicked tongue she possess works magic over my skin, making me come alive more than I ever thought possible.
She palms my dick in her fist and licks at the head. “I can be naughtier.”
“Fucking show me,” I tell her, running my fingers through her silky strands. “Show me how you can be my naughty girl.”
She sucks on the tip of my dick, making my eyes roll back into my head.
I’ve never felt anything so good. “Yes, so naughty.”
She continues to suck me off, making it her mission to get me to come as fast as she can. And if it’s not her mission, it should be, because she’s achieving it very well.
I stop her after a few minutes, and she pops off my dick, licking her lips as she gazes up at me. “I need to be deep inside you,” I tell her, helping her up from the floor.
I carry her off to our bedroom, setting her on the bed. She smiles at me, knowing full well the things she does to me. How quickly she can turn me into a ravenous beast. How turned on she can make me.
When I first hired her, I knew she was beautiful, but I never planned on falling for her like I have. Sure, we’ve been through our ups and downs, and it’s mainly brought on by others, but together we’re so much stronger. It’s true love. The kind of love you don’t find everyday.
