Page 7 of The Pucking Single Dad

“Already?” Hunter asked. “The other nannies had such a hard time getting him to bed.”

“Well,” she replied with a smile. “I am not like the other nannies.”

Hunter smiled back.

“No, you certainly are not,” he responded with a gentle laugh.

The awkward silence returned between them. Neither of them knew what to say, but there was an evident sexual tension in the air.

“This is awkward, isn’t it?” Hunter finally asked

“A bit,” she responded while looking down.

Hunter moved toward Luna, every step deliberate and slow. The urge to reach out, to touch her, coursed through him, but he resisted. Her long hair framed her face, and though her skirt was more modest than the red dress she wore when they first met, it still clung to her figure, drawing his eyes to her legs. The closer he got, the harder it was to stay in control.

Luna inhaled sharply, feeling her body respond to his presence before she could stop it. A warmth spread through her, a pulse of desire she struggled to ignore. She held her breath, her heart racing, but the tension between them was undeniable—like a force pulling them together, even as they tried to keep their distance.

“Why didn’t you call me?” Hunter finally asked.

Luna was stunned. Was this the cause of the tension between them?

“I was going to,” she started to say. “I just didn’t know with this new job how the distance would affect us or if you even wanted anything serious. I had no idea I would be interviewing to work for you.”

“Funny how life works, isn’t it?” Hunter responded. He walked closer to her. His hand gently touched her face.

“We should probably be professional, shouldn’t we?” Hunter asked as his hand still graced her porcelain face.

“Probably,” Luna stated as she nodded.

Their breathing quickened as Luna leaned in, silently pleading for a kiss. Hunter didn’t hesitate, and he had been waiting for this moment. The desire to kiss her again surged within him. He ran his fingers through her hair and leaned down to capture her lips.

As their mouths met, the heat between them intensified once more. The connection was immediate and undeniable. They embraced passionately, pulling each other closer, consumed by their desire. Nothing else mattered but the longing they felt for one another.

Hunter picked Luna up effortlessly and carried her to his bedroom, their passionate kisses intensifying as they went. There was no need for foreplay this time. The pent-up tension between them demanded immediate release. Luna pulled him as close as she could, her hands finding the zipper of his pants. He quickly removed his t-shirt, urgency guiding their movements.

Neither of them bothered with the intricacies of fully undressing. Instead, Hunter freed his penis, and Luna wrapped her hands around it, moving up and down, eager to feel how hard he was for her. He slid her panties down, leaving them hanging on one leg, before taking hold of her again.

As she pleasured him with her hands, Hunter returned the favor, his fingers sinking deep, continuously in and out of her. Their shared moans filled the room, each sound heightening the electric connection between them. Luna felt the heat of her desire pooling within her, and Hunter could sense her wetness, the evidence of her longing for him. They craved one another, the sexual chemistry between them undeniable.

With her mouth slightly open in ecstasy, Hunter grabbed himself, positioned to enter her. In one swift motion, he was in. Luna arched her back, overwhelmed by the sensation of him inside her. They made love with a raw urgency, their bodies moving in perfect harmony, faster and faster, until they both reached their peaks together. As Luna dug her nails intoHunter’s back, the pleasure coursed through them, intoxicating and exhilarating.

Each wondered if they would have the chance to be together again. They savored the pleasure they brought each other, knowing they could afford to be greedy that night. Tomorrow, they would resume their professionalism, but for now, they reveled in the intimacy they shared, their bodies fitting together perfectly as if they were made for each other.

When they were done, they both lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Where did they go from here? The situation was so unorthodox. Luna finally got up off the bed and started to dress herself.

“What are you doing?” Hunter asked, his voice eager yet laced with confusion.“I need to go home,” Luna said softly.

“I know I’m supposed to live here, but I just... I need some space to think.”

“You don’t want to stay?” Hunter asked, a hint of disappointment in his voice. "I thought you would. Isn’t that the position you applied for? It’ll be your new home now, won’t it?"

“I do,” Luna admitted, her hesitation clear.

“But that’s the problem, Hunter. I was hired to live here as Adam’s nanny. I’m supposed to be part of his routine and his stability. But with us, it’s different. I can’t just act like things haven’t changed between us.”

“Things have changed,” Hunter said gently, stepping closer.

“But why does that mean you have to go?”

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