Page 17 of Single Dad's Hot Nanny

“You’re beautiful to watch,” he murmured, as if he was speaking more to himself than to me.

“Th-thanks…” I pursed my lips and bit into them, feeling like an idiot.Thanks?That was all I had? Usually, I was a pretty slick talker, but I was so out of my depth right now.

If Michael noticed my embarrassment, he didn’t say. He just continued to gaze at me. His mouth glistened with my juices, and I thought it was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. I couldn’t believe how amazing that felt. I wanted to give him the same pleasure he gave me, but if I went for it, I knew he’d see my lack of experience.

I had to try to reciprocate. Maybe he was expecting it. I’d bullshitted my way through plenty of things. Surely I could bullshit my way through a blow job too…

Fortunately, I didn’t have to worry for much longer. Michael slid his way back up my body and grabbed the box of condoms. It seemed he was fine without me returning the favor. I gazed at his jutting shaft, thinking that I kind of wanted to try it, but I guess it was best to save myself the embarrassment if I didn’t have to.

As he positioned himself between my thighs, my breath caught, and my stomach fluttered. This was it. He slowly entered me. My heart tap danced in my chest as apprehension combinedwith excitement. He surged further and met some resistance, so he paused to watch me with curiosity.

“Just how long has it been for you, Jane?”

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MIA

Jane… At the moment, I hated the fake name. I wanted to hear him sayMiain that deep, sexy voice of his. But blurting out my real name when he was almost all the way inside me was a bad idea.

“Uh,reallylong…”As in never…I wiggled my hips and wrapped my legs tighter around him, forcing him to slide in a little deeper. I winced but ignored the slight discomfort.

“Please, don’t stop.”

“I don’t want to, but you look uncomfortable,” he murmured as he caressed my thighs. “Maybe I should stop.” The gentle gesture comforted me and helped me to relax, and I gazed up at Michael with even more stars in my eyes. Was he always this patient and sweet beneath his serious mask?

“It’s okay now. I’m okay.” The note of desperation in my voice bordered on pathetic, but I couldn’t bear to come this close to having him possess me completely just to stop.

“Are you sure?”

I reached up to run my fingertips over his perfectly toned chest, and his muscles bunched in response to my touch. “I’m sure.”

He watched me closely as he continued to ease himself deeper into me. Him watching me like that both turned me on and made me nervous. There was just something about the intensity of his stare…

As I grew accustomed to his invasion, each inch felt more amazing than the last. His thrusts gradually became more powerful, each of them sending sparks of pleasure through my body. He repositioned himself over me so he could snag my wrists to pin them above my head. I gasped with delight at the new angle and his show of dominance.

“I imagined binding your wrists above your head just like this with my tie, but I lost the damn thing somewhere between the elevator and your living room.” He sounded both amused and annoyed.

A little laugh escaped me followed by a moan. I’d never wanted to be bound to a bed by a man so badly. With a guttural sound that told me he was done holding back, he swooped down to capture my mouth. He kissed me just as deeply as he moved inside me, and I shook with the beginning of another orgasm.

I arched my back to match his movements and chase that delicious release. When I caught up to it, I tensed as if my body had to prepare for the blast of pleasure. He tore his lips from mine to look at me again because apparently he liked to watch me come. That was hot too… Everything about the man was hot.

“Michael!”I screamed his name as white, hot bliss that was almost too much robbed me of my breath. Satisfaction gleamed in his eyes as he watched me and then followed me over the edge. He groaned my name—I wished it was my real one—and collapsed on top of me. He didn’t move for a while as if he struggled to gather his strength and wits just as I did. There was something satisfying about making such a big and powerful man as weak as he made me.

My first time was incredible. I officially loved sex, and I wanted more of it with Michael.

I got what I wanted… more sex with Michael. We used a few condoms out of that box. More than I thought we would. He was insatiable and had the stamina of a stallion. I didn’t know if he was always up and raring to go like that or if it was because he hadn’t had sex in that long. Either way, it was an unexpected and glorious night.

I was a risk taker, but I’d never imagined I’d take my blind date back to my place. I even fell asleep in his arms. And I feltsafe. That was what every girl wanted, wasn’t it? The way he looked out for me last night and held me while I slept confirmed he was one of the good guys.

I had a smile on my face as I stretched and reached a hand out towards him. My hand hit the mattress, and I came fully awake to search the room. Michael paused in the process of stepping into his pants when our eyes locked.

Disappointment hit me in the chest. “Were you going to sneak out?”

“No. I just didn’t want to wake you yet. I would have told you I was leaving when I was dressed.”

“Oh…” I nibbled on my lip. “It’s still early. You can stay a little longer.”

“I can’t. I have to pick up my… I have to go.”

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