Page 37 of One Night With The Nanny

“I think you hit the nail on the head with ‘average therapist.’ I know you have far too much integrity to soften the truth to please a client.”

“Maybe. You’re not my client,” Reid reminded him.

“That’s right!” Max’s eyes lit up as he gathered Reid in his arms, turning them towards the stairs. “I’m not your client so you can kiss me.”

Reid snorted. “I don’t want to kiss you.”

“Is that so?” Max lowered his head, letting his lips brush Reid’s. “And is this what you meant by ‘enticing’? ”

“Yes. You should stop,” Reid said breathlessly. But instead of pushing him away, Reid’s hands twisted in Max’s sweater and his hair. “Immediately,” he added, just to be clear, then kissed Max hard.

He was swept around the banister and they made it up three steps before Reid grabbed the rail, halting them.

“What’s wrong?” Max licked along Reid’s jaw and bit the side of his neck, making it hard to remember and making him so hard.

“Your bed is definitely against the rules.” Reid didn’t even bring lube, to avoid being tempted at a moment just like this.

“Very well. No bed.” Max sucked on Reid’s earlobe and nibbled, causing heat to bloom in his core and making his legs shake.

“Fuck, I need you to touch me!” He yanked Max’s hand to his fly, his own hands sweating as he fumbled with his belt.

Max dropped onto the stairs. “Let me taste you,” he urged, unzipping Reid’s trousers and tugging them down with his briefs. He nuzzled Reid’s sac, staring up at him, his gaze adoring and starved.

“Okay.” Reid nodded weakly. He knew what Max was starved for and Reid yearned to satisfy that lonely longing. He closed his eyes and his heart, afraid of what loving Max might cost him. “This doesn’t change anything. I like my life just the way it is and you deserve someone who wants a prince, who can make you the center of his world.” That sounded about right, Reid thought, but he could tell Max wasn’t convinced.

He made an appreciative rumbling sound as his lips glided up Reid’s length and swirled around the head. “We’ll see.”

“I mean it, Max,” Reid whimpered, bracing himself on the rail and the wall as Max sucked on his slit, then opened wide. He took Reid deep into his throat, moaning happily as his head rocked back and forth. Pleasure and need flared and Reid’s eyes rolled when a hand curved around his asscheek and a finger teased his hole.

That was Reid’s slut button. He pushed Max back onto the stairs and dove for his belt, jerking it open. He made quick work of the button and zipper, then ripped the front of his boxers, freeing Max’s cock.

“Reid!” Max grabbed the banister and Reid’s head as he attempted to swallow his entire shaft. It took a few tries, but Reid was eventually able to force the head down his throat and made loud, lewd sounds as he gleefully deep-throated Max’s cock. “My God, Reid!” His fingers swept through Reid’s hair and traced his cheek lovingly. “Please be mine.”

Reid raised his head, producing a long string of saliva, letting it drip onto Max’s erection. “That’s definitely against the rules,” he scolded as he stood and angled his hips so he could grip both of their shafts together. He stroked hard and tight and added a little more spit, getting them good and slick. “Take over,” he said, then growled in approval when Max’s hand obediently replaced his and kept to the same beat. “Spit on it,” Reid ordered and tangled his fingers in Max’s hair.

He held on as he pumped his hips, fucking into Max’s fist and showering him in praise—albeit filthy—but never promising more.

“That’s it, Max! I want to come all over your face,” he huffed. “Then I want to feed it to you.”

“Now?” Max said in a strained squeak, just before cum shot from his cock, hitting his chin and making his grip hotter and wetter.

Reid rose, his nerves flickering and tightening as pleasure coiled in his core. “Now works,” he decided, nodding as he imploded and cum burst from his shaft.

“Thank you,” Max said dreamily, tugging and using the head to smear it on his lips and cheek.

“You’re very welcome.”

Reid lowered and used his fingers and his tongue to push all the cum into Max’s mouth. Max’s arms wound around Reid as they kissed, kneading and enticing him to stay.

“It’s probably getting late,” Reid said when he finally lifted his head and disentangled their limbs.

“Not really,” Max argued as he checked his watch, but Reid shrugged a shoulder.

“I know, but it sounds a lot nicer than ‘that shouldn’t have happened and I need to make a quick escape.’” He backed around the banister and fixed his pants on the way to the door.

Max made a knowing sound as he leaned against the rail. He’d pulled his trousers up and tucked himself in but the fly and belt were still open, revealing his ripped boxers and trapping Reid’s attention. “We’re still on for Friday night?” he asked and Reid nodded distractedly, wanting to follow Max up the stairs and rip everything off.

“This is a terrible idea but I’m a man of my word,” he said, then left before he proved he was full of it and broke his “no bed” rule.

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