Page 11 of Hidden Desire

“Oh, Daddy, can we…”

He stood and shook his head. “Not tonight.” He gripped her feet and yanked her down until her head rested on the pillow, making her giggle.

He tucked the blanket around her and kissed her forehead. “Sweet dreams, Honey.”

“I love you, Daddy.”

He smoothed the hair off her face. “I love you, too.”

Robert turned off the light, walked out of the room, and quietly shut the door. Something inside him tightened when hefirst glanced at Grace standing still, waiting for him.

The picture of him taking her hand and pulling her into the master bedroom popped into his mind. She’d only been there a short time, less than a day, and he was already fantasizing about her.

“Do you need anything before you go to bed?”

She shook her head. “Maybe her schedule. I need to know when she wakes up so I’m ready for her.”

“I’ll make one out tonight before bed. She’s usually up around seven every morning. She knows to go to the kitchen and eat breakfast. After breakfast, you’ll take her back to her room and get her dressed.”

Grace nodded her head. “All right. I’ll meet her in the kitchen.”

Robert nodded. “If you need anything, don’t hesitate to come to me.”

He bit the inside of his cheek when she blushed again. Now, what naughty things were going through her mind? Hopefully, the things he was thinking about.

“Good night,” he said.

“Good night.”

He watched her walk away and was surprised by the urge to call her back. He needed to let her settle in before he made any move. Hell, she might not want anything to do with him.

Chapter Five

Grace lay in bed that night, staring up at the ceiling. Her body was exhausted but tense with desire, and her mind wouldn’t shut down long enough for her to go to sleep.

She couldn’t get Robert and how he made her feel out of her head. From the moment she’d seen him, he’d made her aware of a man for the first time in her life. Everything about him turned her on, and it kind of frightened her.

How was she going to deal with being around him all the time? She’d already blushed twenty times around him. Would she survive doing that every day?

A picture of his hands popped into her mind. They looked huge and dark, with calluses and protruding tendons that made them look strong. The thought of them on her body made her cunt spasm, and her cum seep out of her. The sensation was so foreign to her that she gasped.

She rolled to her side and punched the pillow. Tomorrow was going to be the first full day with the family, and she didn’t want to make any mistakes. She was finally free of her father, and she wanted to stay that way.

The thought about her father killing people who made the mistake of smiling at her, and that Mr. Crenshaw was mean, was all a lie. She knew it was to scare her and keep her in line. Should she tell him about her father’s abuse? Maybe he could help her stay away from him.

She’d be the best nanny ever, and then he wouldn’t want her to leave.

Her dreams were vivid that night and filled with her new employer. The dreams were about things she’d never thought of before—sexual things that made her body ache, but not the kind of ache from her father’s beating. An ache in the center of her being that radiated heat, and a sensation like tension but ina good way.

Hell, she wasn’t making any sense, and she knew it was desire. Something she’d never felt before.

The fact she’d only known the man a few hours made her cringe. Was she so desperate for any positive attention, she was already fantasizing and dreaming about her employer?

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The next morning she pulled on one of the few dresses she had and braided her hair before heading to the kitchen. The first thing she saw was Taylor and Hannah talking and laughing over something at a wooden table.

Taylor saw her, smiled, and stood. “Hey, good morning, Honey. What would you like for breakfast?”

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