Page 44 of The Nanny Next Door

He whispered a string of lovely Spanish as he watched, and I felt myself finally speaking, my eyes locked on the enticing sight of Miles and Felipe in front of me with their dicks in their hands.

“Please,” I begged them all in a rasp. “Please, I need you all to come inside me. I–I might die if you don’t.”

“I’m close, baby,” Aaron ground out between his teeth. “Tell me you want me to fill you up with my cum, and I’ll get there.”

How could I still blush for these men when they’d seen me in every depraved position possible—or at least, plenty of them, and I was down to try more—and told me how much they loved it every time? I hoped they’d never stop making me blush. So, I nodded, and while staring into Felipe’s and Miles’ eyes in turn, I told Aaron, “Please, fill my pussy up with your cum.”

Like they were magic words, Aaron let out a harsh groan, and with one final, hard thrust, he was finishing inside me, the twitches of his cock mid-release sending shockwaves through my core. He pulled out quickly enough that my body instantly missed him, but only so Miles could step in again. He guided me onto my stomach, then took his time inserting his long cock, panting through his attempts to maintain control.

“Felipe,” I gasped while Miles stayed there, sheathed inside me but not moving. “Kiss me,” I said. Felipe was smiling as he obliged, and he was still kissing me when I felt Miles tip himself over the edge, too.

The thought that Aaron’s and Miles’ seed was mixing inside me, so salaciously taboo, might have been what sent me crashing into another orgasm, too. I sobbed into Felipe’s mouth as it took me, and then, so skillfully, while my body wasn’t quite done coming down, he rolled me off Miles and pulled me on top of him, spreading my thighs so I was perfectly straddled over his aching cock.

“One more, for me?” Felipe asked me in a whisper. I wasn’t sure it was possible, wasn’t sure my body had any pleasure left. But of course, Felipe knew how to get me there. Realizing that I was too exhausted by now to ride atop him like I wanted, he thrust up into me from below, taking possessive handfuls of my ass at the same time. He guided me into a rhythm that worked even when my entire body felt like jelly, taking charge and fucking me like he loved me.

My last orgasm of the night swept through Felipe and me both as he found his own release. He cried out, and I kissed him just to taste the sound, remnants of me still detectable on his salty tongue. His cum shot into me, and the perfect mixture was complete. It took longer than I thought for every aftershock to complete, for my breath to grow even. Felipe whispered lovely Spanish into my ear, and I would have given just about anything to know exactly what he was saying just then.

“That was incredible,” I told all three of my men when we lay in a sweaty, naked heap afterward. They’d helped me clean up, and Miles had switched out the sheets, and now we were back in bed, where we belonged. “Did you guys secretly earn your billions from, like, inventing a new kind of sex? Because I kind of think you could.”

Their laughs were warm, surrounding me in a cozy blanket of joy. I felt Felipe kiss my cheek, and Miles tenderly kissed the tops of each of my breasts, and Aaron kissed my shoulder. They snuggled into me, and I relished the idea that tonight, I would sleep in all of their arms, so safe and so warm.

I really was the luckiest girl on Planet Earth to be held, cherished, seen as special by these three men. And I knew, after this night, that I couldn’t let go of any of them. Not now, not ever.

31

LILA

Iwas always an optimist, but today, as I pushed Jamie’s stroller down the busy city sidewalk toward my favorite brunch place, the whole world seemed even brighter than usual. Getting thoroughly railed and cherished by three gorgeous billionaires certainly put a spring in one’s step.

“We’re just having such a good day, aren’t we, Jamie?” I spoke to the little guy, who was alert and smiling, his little thumb in his mouth. “Things are going pretty well overall right now, huh? I’ve got my three guys—though of course, you’re the number one man in my heart, buddy—and my job is going so great. I get paid to hang out with you all day! Isn’t that neat?”

Jamie giggled, and I smiled, carrying on the conversation. It was good for his language acquisition, of course, but I also just couldn’t restrain myself from happily babbling. “We’re gonna have brunch with my two best friends, who are gonna absolutely love you, by the way. And then we’re gonna go see Olivia and have a fun day. Sound good, little dude?”

He let out a perfect little baby-squeal, and I couldn’t help but laugh.

Jamie and I made it just in time to the restaurant, but my friends were both already seated and waiting for us. I suspected they were eager to hear what was going on with me and the guys, since I hadn’t had the chance to talk to them since I first slept with Felipe. I said a quick hello to both of them and parked Jamie’s stroller beside the table they’d snagged before I went up to the counter to order for Jamie and me. I almost ran into a woman who was walking a little too close behind me as I was headed back to the table, and she and I nearly collided in a brunch-y mess when I turned back to get napkins. The slender woman apologized profusely, stumbling over her words.

“Oh, it’s no problem,” I assured her, sensing something in this woman that needed my compassion. “See, not even a stain! No harm, no foul. You have a nice day, alright?”

“Y–you too,” she stuttered out, and for a second before she scurried away, I thought she looked sort of familiar. New York was a big town, but it wasn’t impossible that we’d run into each other before. Maybe she was a regular at this place, too.

Brunch began with the usual pleasantries as we dug into our food. I tore up pieces of my croissant to share with Jamie in addition to his fruit and ground turkey sausage, and I let my friends share their updates first. This coming weekend, Christine was going out for the first time with a guy from her gym whom she was excited about, and Gina and I agreed that he was adorable when she showed us his Facebook photos. Gina, meanwhile, was considering quitting the office job she’d been working for a while now to sell feet pics online.

“I’m just saying, if some perv wants to pay me for pedicures, I’m not opposed to some low-effort money,” she told us as we laughed.

“Don’t listen to her, Jamie,” I said to our little companion, who of course didn’t understand. “You can grow up to be anything you want, but please don’t sell pictures to foot-obsessed weirdos.”

This led into my sharing the happy news about my jobs—how I loved both kids, and I was making great progress on my savings thanks to the generous pay. I was even able to tell them that I’d been finding time to write more than I had in a long while.

“I had this idea for a picture book,” I explained to them. “I’ve been working on it here and there in between my middle-grade project. It’ll be sort of a Jungle Book thing, where a kid or a baby animal gets raised by some other animals that aren’t the same species. It’ll teach kids about unconventional family dynamics, you know? Two dads, two moms… more than two parents in general.” I slyly didn’t tell them that my inspiration for this had come in the form of three men I was dating at once, but I knew it had to come out eventually.

“Listen, babe, that’s amazing, and we’re stoked for you,” Gina told me, her voice serious. “But if you don’t spill the beans about all of this billionaire dick you’ve been getting immediately, I’m going to absolutely lose my shit in this restaurant.”

“Language!” I laughed, reaching over to cover Jamie’s ears. He wriggled away, though, and wasn’t paying attention to us regardless—there was another baby at the other end of the restaurant, probably close to his age, and he was fascinated by them.

“Seriously, Lila, we’re dying here,” Christine agreed. “Spill that tea before we throw it into the harbor, Boston style.”

Gina and I laughed at Christine’s nerdy reference, but once it died down, I was more than ready to tell my friends everything. I tried to keep it PG, since we were in public, but I gave them the full overview—how I’d slept with Felipe, then Aaron, then Miles. How somehow, these three men cared about me enough to share. How I’d even surpassed their own sexual experiences, now, by having multiple orgasms at the hands of three men who all worshiped me in bed and out. I covered Jamie’s ears more than a few times as I gave them some of the sordid details, leaning in close so I didn’t have to shout for the whole city to hear.

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