Page 83 of Bad Nanny

“You can just be Josie.” He leaned in and kissed me softly before pressing his forehead to mine. “I have something I want to show you.”

“Oh, yeah?” I pulled back and looked down at his crotch to find the laptop there. I’d almost forgotten he’d brought it with him. “Is it porn?”

“If you want me to show you that, I can.” He opened his laptop and entered his password. “I worked on these with one of my design teams today.” He handed me the laptop with a slideshow pulled up.

I gasped. He’d created cartoon replicas of my puppets, and they were absolutely perfect. The gallery had a ton of products with the designs on them. “You did this? For me?”

“Yes. I didn’t see anything anywhere linking to a merchshop, so if you already have something, you can use them for whatever you’d like. They’re yours.” He kissed my temple.

Any concerns that he wasn’t supportive of my endeavors vanished. “They’re perfect. Thank you.” I scrolled through the designs, amazed that he’d done so much in such a short span of time.Don’t you dare cry.

“Once you decide if you want text on them, we can get product samples and discuss Badden Apparel being your supplier and possibly doing your order fulfillment. I know the CEO, so it shouldn’t be a problem getting you a really good deal, even if he is sometimes difficult.”

The slideshow ended, and I closed the laptop, setting it to the side. “The CEO is going to mix business with pleasure?” I got to my knees and straddled him.

His hands cradled my face, his eyes boring into mine. “He isn’t opposed.” Leaning in, he pressed his lips to mine in a slow and emotion-filled kiss.

I dug my fingers into his shirt, and he groaned, deepening the kiss by tilting my head. Our tongues tangled, and I couldn’t stop my body from rocking against him.

He kissed and nipped his way down my jaw to my neck, his lips moving across the sensitive skin that drove me crazy.

“Make love to me, Gabriel.” I pulled away, climbing to my feet before pulling off my shirt.

He got to his knees, his lips parted in what looked an awful lot like awe as I reached behind me and unclasped my bra. “I’ll make love to you every day if you let me.” His voice was thick with emotion as he slid my shorts and panties down, leaving me completely bare.

“Hmm.” I brought my finger to my chin. “I still want you to fuck me too.”

He leaned forward and kissed me right below my belly button before he stood. “I like the sound of that.”

In one swift move, he lifted me, and I wrapped my legs around him. Our lips collided in a bruising kiss as he walked to the bed. He reluctantly pulled away as he sat me down and reached behind his neck, grabbing a handful of his shirt and pulling it off.

“Is there a master class for men on how to take off your shirt?” I leaned back on my elbows and watched as he took off his pants next.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” He winked and wrapped his fist around his shaft. “Spread your legs for me. Let me see what’s mine.”

I did as he asked, my feet flat on the bed as I parted my thighs. I never thought I’d feel so comfortable with a man that I’d spread my legs and let him look at me.

“Fuck, Josie.” He knelt on the bed, his hand running up my inner thigh.

“Like what you see?” I moved my hand between my spread legs and parted my folds.

“No,” he whispered, “I love what I see.” He lowered his mouth, his tongue going straight to my clit.

My hips lifted off the bed, my body aching for more of this man. He chuckled against me, which was a whole other sensation that made me ache. He circled his tongue and sucked, repeating it over and over until I was a squirmy mess.

I tugged at his hair. “As much as I want you to devour me,I want you inside me more. I want to come all over your cock.”

Groaning, he lifted his head, his eyes dark with lust. He slid a finger inside me and quickly added a second. “You’re so wet.”

“Mmm.” I rolled my hips with each thrust of his fingers. “It’s the way you took off your shirt. It went straight to my pussy.”

He laughed and slid his fingers out, causing a small whimper of protest to escape my lips. “I thought you wanted my cock?”

“I want everything.” I spread my legs wider as he kissed up my body and settled between my thighs. We fit together so perfectly.

“Everything, huh? You’re a very demanding woman.” He lowered his mouth to my nipple and sucked with just the right amount of pressure while he rolled the other between his fingers.

“Please, Gabriel.” Was his goal to torture me? If so, he was doing an excellent job.

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