Page 33 of Tell Me Lies

Cupping her cheek, I swipe my thumb across her bottom lip. “You said you were going to take my cock next, Boston. A deal’s a deal.”

Her eyes widen, and when her lips part to speak, I stop her with a finger.

A finger that just fucked her tight little pussy.

“Relax. I don’t mean right now. This was about you.”

I drop my hand down before bending forward and grabbing her leggings. I don’t bother with her shirt since it’s in shreds. As I begin to help her put them on, she snatches them from me.

“Logan, I know I just allowed what happened to happen, but that was, you know … in the heat of the moment.”

“When you were about to come on my fingers,” I say with a smirk. “Let’s just call a spade a spade, babe. You were coming apart on my fingertips—literally—and you agreed to let me fuck you.”

She pushes my hand away from her. “Yeah, well, we aren’t doing that.” She jumps down, pulling her bra on, followed by her panties and leggings. “What we just did was stupid. It was stupid because Amelia needs me right now, and this will complicate that.” She grabs the ripped shirt from the floor, holding it up. “Ruining my shirt, really?”

“Can I have that actually?” I smirk, snatching it from her. “Gonna use it to come into when I fuck my hand after I leave this room.”

Her mouth hangs open in shock right before her eyes move down to the ginormous bulge in my jeans.

“You are unbelievable,” she mutters before walking past me. “And crude.”

“A few minutes ago, you loved how crude I was, sweet thing.” As she heads toward the door, I follow behind. “Where are you going in such a hurry?”

As she tiptoes down the hallway, she turns to look at me, waving a hand down at her bare abdomen. “To put a shirt on before Amelia wakes up and sees her nanny and her father gallivanting down the hallway together!”

“Gallivanting sounds fun, Boston.” I grin, tipping my chin up. “Was it fun—what we just did?”

Her scowl grows, and she darts into her bedroom, shutting the door in my face before I have a chance to say anything else.

She totally wants my cock.

I stare at myself in the mirror. There’s no missing the red tint on my cheeks from being totally flushed. I went off like a firework on his fingers. That orgasm touched every single part of my being. It ran down my spine, to my fingertips, and all the way to my toes.

I needed it—I know I did—but not from Logan Sterns.

I’m new to this whole nanny gig, but I’m fairly certain it’s frowned upon to allow the dad to make me orgasm from his fingers during naptime.

I know it was wrong, but, my God, it felt so right.

I imagine him in his bedroom, stroking his steel cock with his hand until he comes. And then bringing my shirt—a shirt he ripped in half—to the tip of his dick and letting the cum explode all over the fabric. Fabric that was just on my body.

At the thought, a shiver runs through me, creating a light throb between my legs.

Pulling in a breath, I give myself a harsh look. “Get it together, woman. You’re here to do a job. And to write a book. Getting too involved can—and will—ruin everything.”

But what could one more time hurt? This time with his dick instead of his fingers.

I shake my head at my delusional brain. Because, good Lord, one more time would only turn into another. And another.And another. Until, eventually … this damn book I’m writing is straight smut and no plot!

Taking a few small steps toward the shower, I reach in and turn it on. Amelia won’t be up for at least another forty-five minutes. And even if she wakes up early, Logan is here, too, and I know she won’t let me tend to her myself when he’s nearby.

Stepping in, I crank the temperature a little hotter, in hopes of washing away the memory of how good Logan just made me feel.

A faint knock on the door startles me, and for a moment, I’m so disoriented that I don’t even know where I am. Or what the hell I was doing.

Squinting my eyes, I look around and realize I’m in my new bedroom at Logan’s house. I remember lying down after I got out of the shower, but after that, it’s black.

I fell asleep.

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