Page 64 of The Biker Needs A Nanny

I want her like this, eager for it, desperate for it.

I can tell by her movements she’s getting close to orgasm. She’s panting now, and I keep my pace slow and steady, letting her get there in her own time.

My eyes travel over her quivering breasts. “You’re a vision, all laid out for me to play with, Grace. I’ll play as long as you want, as long as you let me.”

She soon sees the truth in my words.

“God, I could watch you get off all night.”

I dip my head and toy with a nipple, using my teeth, then sucking hard. When I do, she explodes in ecstasy, her head going back, coating my hand with her release.

I let her come down easy, gently stroking her through it, and finally, withdrawing my hand when she’s back to earth.

Her head lolls to the side, and her heavy-lidded gaze finds mine. Her chest heaves, and soft pants fall from her sexy lips.

I slide down the bed and lap up every drop, giving her clit special, soothing attention.

Backing off the bed, I stand and unfasten my jeans. She watches as I strip for her. When I’m naked and my hard dick is in my hand, I stroke it, giving her a show.

“You want this, baby girl?”

She lifts a hand to me.

I put a knee to the bed and move over her, bringing the head of my dick to her soaking wet entrance. I circle her opening, and she moans. “Ready for me?”

“Yes, so ready.”

Schooling myself to go slow, I give her only an inch, and then another. When she relaxes, I push in fully and settle in the cradle of her hips. I hold most of my weight off her, my eyes watching her reaction.

She sucks her plump bottom lip between her teeth.

“You okay?” I ask.

She nods. “Keep going.”

I glance at where we’re joined. “Goddamn, this feels good.”

She lifts her hips, and that’s all the urging I need. I move inside her, slowly at first.

“I’ve fantasized about this for weeks, Grace.”

“Me, too,” she says, shocking me.

“Really?”

“Really.”

I move faster, and soon, I have to hold myself back. “God, I want to fuck you hard.”

“Do it. I want you to. I want that. Please.”

I give her what we both want and fuck her hard, my thrusts increasing until our bodies are slapping together. I’m about to blow when I realize I didn’t even think about a condom or to ask if she’s on the pill. I should pull out and blow my load on her belly, but I’m too far gone; it’s already here.

My body goes solid and waves of white, hot pleasure wash over me. I’m floating on cloud nine, and every last drop of energy drains from my body.

I fall on top of her, and her arms wrap around me. I’m surprised by how tightly she holds me but loving it at the same time. I press soft kisses on her face and neck, stopping to press one on the mark I gave her that even now is bruising. I hope she’s not angry when she sees it in the mirror.

Withdrawing, I cuddle her to my side, and we drift off to sleep.

---