Page 29 of Nanny For My Brother's Best Friend

In between long kisses, I strip her clothes from her body before she works my tie from my neck. I feel my shirt fall to the floor and her hands on my heated skin as my cock hardens to the point that it hurts.

I remember where we are and take a ragged breath.

“Is she sleeping?”

“Lola felt so exhausted tonight. I can’t imagine anything that would make her wake up.”

Our eyes meet in the light of the TV and we both make our way to my room. I’ll get the clothes later since that won’t mean anything to my young daughter.

When my door is locked, I slide my pants to the ground and walk towards Delilah. Our mouths crash together as I yank her to me, feeling her heat against my skin. I let my hands wander, squeezing her perfect ass before sliding them up her sides.

The way she shivers under my touch makes me want her even more.

I cup her breasts, feeling her nipples harden as I squeeze them. Delilah rakes a hand through my hair in reaction and we fall to the bed in a tangle of legs and arms.

I’m sucking a nipple into my mouth as I slide my hand between her legs, realizing she wants me as much as I want her. Delilah arches her back as I slide a finger inside of her, fucking her hard as I keep sucking and biting. She’s tight and perfect and the way her orgasm washes over me as she cries out my name only furthers my desire.

I spread her legs and cover her with my mouth, licking at her to get every taste. I’m familiar with post-game sex and I can get aggressive, but this goes beyond that. I eat her like she’s my last meal, drinking in her second release as Delilah writhes above me. I wrap my arms around her to steady her, circling my tongue over her as she slides a hand into my hair.

She grips and tugs, fueling me to move slower and harder as Delilah whispers my name. Good girl. We need to be as quiet as possible. When it feels like she’s close again, I make Delilah come for me with my name on her lips.

“Is that what athlete sex is like?”

Delilah lies limp on my bed as I pull away from her, sucking in air.

“We haven’t even gotten to that part yet. Can you handle more?”

Her hand on my cock suggests she can, and I give in to the incredible feeling of her stroking me, rocking with her.

“Get on your knees for me.”

I watch as she moves, raising her ass in the air as I stroke her with my fingers.

“Perfection.”

I move in and enter her slowly, loving her warm heat around me. My hands dig into her hips, and she rocks with me, moaning my name as I fill her completely. Our rhythm is perfect as we move and before too long, I’m coming right along with Delilah as she whimpers my name.

We’re lying on the bed in a few minutes, my arm draped over her back as we both recover.

“That’s all I could think of when I watched you tonight. The way you move out there on the ice reminds me of how you are during sex. Even though I grew up around hockey, I never had many fantasies about the players. There were little crushes, but Drew would ruin anything for me, anyway.”

She goes quiet and I know we’re both thinking about her brother.

“He’d kill me for this, Delilah.”

“He isn’t here with us. Nobody picked up on anything at the game tonight or dinner. You always look over at Lola.”

“I think I did it a little more tonight, and it wasn’t always for her. It was you, and your laugh and that smile. Do you know how much that makes me want you?”

I stroke her damp skin and watch as she looks at me. This is dangerous and we both know it. If we stop now, maybe we can recover from it. If we keep going, we’re going to get caught.

Our families know each other and are together a lot, including her brother. Andrew isn’t stupid, and he’ll pick up on something eventually because he knows me so well. I don’t date and the obvious guess would be his sister.

Then I’d lose a great friend and fuck up my team. I can’t let that happen.

“We need to cut this off now, Delilah. So many bad things can happen if we continue.”

I hate saying the words, but we both know it’s true. She’d pay for this as much as I would.

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