Page 75 of Nanny for the Don

“You’re staring,” she says, a teasing smile on her lips.

“Can you blame me? Look at you,” I murmur, running my hand over the curve of her hips. “You’re even sexier now carrying my kid.”

She bites her lip, giving me a mischievous look. “Oh, yeah?”

I laugh, leaning down to kiss her neck. “Yeah. You’re already glowing, baby.”

Her smile softens, and I can feel the love in the way she looks up at me. There’s hunger there, too—she wants me just as much as I want her.

I move between her legs, teasing her, letting my cock rest right at her entrance. She gasps a little, her hands immediately sliding down to grab my ass, pulling me closer.

“Stop teasing,” she breathes, her voice almost a plea.

I chuckle, pressing just a little deeper. “Say please.”

“Please.”

That’s all it takes. I push inside, slow and steady, and the warmth of her wraps around me, pulling me deeper. Every inch feelsincredible, like I’m right where I’m supposed to be.

“God, I love you,” I groan, feeling her tighten around me.

She pulls me closer, her breath hot against my skin. “Show me.”

I thrust into her slowly at first, savoring the way she feels—tight, hot, wrapped around me like she was made for this. Every time I move, she gasps, her back arching beneath me, and I can’t take my eyes off her. She looks incredible, her skin flushed, breasts bouncing with each thrust, and those eyes of hers—half-lidded, staring up at me with pure desire.

“You like that?” I ask, my voice low and rough.

Her lips part, a soft moan escaping as she digs her nails into my back. “Yes... God, yes.”

I smirk, leaning down to kiss her neck, picking up the pace, the sound of our bodies coming together filling the room. Each time I push deeper, her breath hitches, her legs wrapping tighter around my waist.

“Faster,” she whispers, her voice shaky with need.

I give her exactly what she’s begging for, slamming into her harder, faster, feeling her body start to tremble underneath me. She’s close, I can feel it—her breathing is ragged, her grip on me tightening.

“You’re going to come for me, aren’t you?” I growl in her ear.

She nods, barely able to speak through the pleasure. “I’m—so close.”

I push deeper, thrusting faster, watching her body tense up, her face twisting with pleasure. “Come for me,” I command, my voice firm.

And she does. Her whole body shudders, back arching off the floor, her lips parting in a breathless cry as she falls apart beneath me, clenching tight around me.

I hold back my own release, watching her unravel.

She grins at me, a playful glint in her eyes, then her hands are on my legs, pushing me back. I let her guide me, enjoying the shift in control. She climbs over me, her body glistening, and I can't help but smirk.

“I love it when you get bossy like this,” I say.

She leans down, her lips brushing against mine. “I know,” she whispers.

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Her hands slide down to my cock, fingers wrapping around it, and I groan at the feel of her grip. She lines me up, holding it steady, and slowly starts to lower herself.

I watch, my breath catching as she takes me in, inch by inch. She’s so slick, so wet, that I slide inside her perfectly, her body stretching to fit me.

It’s intoxicating, watching her move like this—her hips sinking, breasts bouncing slightly, her lips parting as she takes me deeper. She’s in complete control, and it’s driving me wild.

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