Page 34 of Curvy Nanny for the Nerd

“Toni, you’re mine. You are absolutely fucking perfect, and all mine.”

I didn’t reply to his words because I couldn’t. What in the hell was I supposed to say to that? I didn’t know, so I arched into him and locked my ankles around his back as his cock invaded my core in the most delicious way. He kept up a punishing pace that made me feel like a woman who was truly desired for who she was, and not just what she was willing to give. To do. “Brady,” I whispered in his ear and nibbled the tendons between his neck and shoulder.

He trembled and pulled back, his serious gaze looked straight to the heart of me before his mouth devoured mine, kissing me wildly and frantically, as if the world would end if he didn’t taste me. I felt the same way as I arched into his every stroke, ran my fingers through his hair and pulled me closer and closer because I just couldn’t get enough of him. He reared back and gripped the inside of my thighs, pounding into me like a man possessed.

Pleasure erupted throughout me, greater and more intense than anything I’d ever experienced, and I was powerless to do anything but lean into the sensations as my body shook and convulsed violently through the orgasm. The force of the pleasure knocked my head back and forced my hips into a quick motion that sent him deeper.“Oh. My. God.”

“Fucking gorgeous,” he growled and pumped me quickly, deeper, until another orgasm burst out of me. “Mine,” he grunted and pumped harder and harder until the warmth of his come filled my pussy and our bodies went completely slack together.

His silver-blue gaze seared into mine, saying more without words than he’d ever be comfortable saying out loud and my eyes fluttered shut. I knew that whatever existed between us was real, and it was scary as heck.

But I also knew that there was no turning back, even if there was, I was a hard-headed woman, determined to see this through to the bitter, terrifying end.

Chapter 19

Brady

Itold Toni my last name and the world didn’t crumble around me. I told Toni something important about me and so far, nothing had changed.

Oh, thingshadchanged, but nothing world ending. She’d opened up to me, she’d given me everything I wanted and needed, and she hadn’t asked for anything in return. She didn’t suddenly find herself in need of designer clothes or expensive jewelry, she didn’t just remember a sick family member in need of an expensive surgery. Toni was the same sexy, sassy woman that she’d always been, and that was a woman I couldn’t get enough of.

Now that I had her again, in my heart and bed, a switch had flipped inside. I was more focused than ever on work, more productive than I’d been since Layla had come to live with me, and it was perfect. Everything was just fucking perfect. I worked late into the night after leaving Toni with a satisfied smile on her face, fixing bugs and updating code until the game had finally started to resemble my creative vision.

The phone rang and I picked it up on the second ring. “Yes?”

Sierra laughed at my greeting. “Oh good,” she sighed. “I was worried that aliens had taken over your body.”

“Funny,” I snorted at her good-natured ribbing. “You called for a reason other than to bust my balls?”

“Yes, actually. Just making sure that it was you who’d sent the teams all this work and not some hacker looking to steal our IP.”

“It was me,” I assured her easily. “Inspiration struck, and it couldn’t have come at a better time.”

“Inspiration?” Sierra laughed. “Is that what we’re calling the smoking hot redhead nanny sleeping under your roof?”

“I don’t know what you’re referring to.”

More laughter erupted down the phone and I covered my face. “Sure you don’t.” That was the bad part of working with certain people for too many years. It was hard to lie to them, and damn near impossible to keep the important details under wraps. “I’m glad you’ve found your inspiration, Brady. You deserve it.”

I grumbled and shook my head. “Not so sure about that.”

“Well I’m sure. As a woman who works in this business and who has known you for years, trust me when I say that Toni is nothing like the vultures out to trap you.”

I believed her, mostly. But it wasn’t that easy. “But how are you so certain?”

“Trust your instincts,” she shot back easily. “If you’re being honest with yourself boss, you already know the score.”

I knew the truth, but I just couldn’t let go. “Not sure that I do, Sierra, but I’m working on it.”

“Good. That’s all we can expect from any man. Good luck, I’ll call if I have any questions.”

“Okay,” I answered, but the call was over before the words reached Sierra’s ears. “Good talk,” I said to nobody but myself and sighed, tossing my phone on the sofa across the room.

She was right about one thing, Toni was not a viper. She seemed to have no interest whatsoever in my wealth, but herdesire to know more about me hadn’t dissipated over the past few weeks. But her interest never veered towards money or even work, other than to know what drove me.

Thoughts of Toni had me hungry for a taste of her, so I got up from my desk and went through the house in search of my redheaded spitfire. “Antonia, where are you?” She wasn’t in the kitchen or the living room with Layla.

“Hey Uncle Brady.”

---