Page 23 of The Billionaire and the Nanny

It’s a delicate word. I don’t mean it in a bad way, only that she loves getting eaten, loves having my hand grazing her asshole, and loves trouble. Well, guess what—I’m just what she needsthen.

“Come for me, Sweetness.” I want, need to feel her muscles singing their pleasure.

After much grinding, she comes and it’s hard, pulsating against my face, smearing her slick essence against my chin. Scooping some up, I wait until her waves subside and then I bring it up to her lips, sliding it onto her tongue and kissing the juices into her mouth. “You taste that? That’s what a bad girl tastes like, Penelope. You like being bad, don’t you? That’s why you get out of bed in the middle of the night looking for trouble.”

“I’m sorry. Ijust…”

Ripping her away from the mirror and carrying her to a workout bench, I lay her down, placing her head just off the edge of the black vinyl. “I don’t want to hear you’re sorry. Just pay the consequence.” If I have to scare her out of this house, I will, but I can’t do this again. One more time and it’s strike three for me. I’ll fall—hard.

I’m terrible for her, yet she comes back for more. She’s too good to be here, yet she won’t leave, and that fucking infuriatesme.

I slide off my pants and stand naked at Penelope’s upside-down face flushed with heat. She knows I’m going to shove my cock in her mouth, and she’s ready. “Look at you. Touching yourself again. Such a dirty girl.” Legs apart, I crouch until my massive cock is even with her face, my balls just grazing her forehead.

Penelope slides her head further down to prepare for a better angle. One hand massages her left breast while the other slides between her legs. She cranes her neck for my balls and takes one into her mouth, moaning as she lets it drop onto her tongue and gently sucks on them. I lean forward, reaching for her ample tits, squeezing them, as I slide my cock into her mouth.

It feels so fucking good, reaching the back of her throat and hearing her gag and make yummy sounds at the same time. As good as this feels, I have to fuck her—now. Stepping over her, she watches me, as I turn around and widen her legs, kneeling between her knees.

I can see her face this way. With gorgeous brown-green eyes rimmed in gold tones, reddish brown hair, and a pretty, perky mouth, she’s meant for gazing. Angel face. Without waiting another moment, I slide into her, slowly at first, then all the way to the hilt, filling her up good. And it feels fucking amazing. Her pussy tightens around me, drawing me in. Her breasts shift and wave with every slow thrust I give her, as I build up momentum.

“I’m going to pound you good, Sweetness.” I fuck her harder, faster. She has no idea what’s coming, literally. It takes me a while to come, usually, but with Penelope, I get there much faster. She brings out the best and worst inme.

She watches my face with mixed fascination, lust, determination. “I love how you fuck me, Ethan. Do it harder, please. I want to feel you filling me up inside.”

“As do I.” Reaching down, I grip the back of her head, fingers laced into her hair, and stare into her eyes. “I want you now, because I know I can’t have you. I’ll fuck you until you scream, and then you’ll becomemine.”

I don’t deserve this creature but here she is, and I’m not one to turn down a gift. I pound into her, pulling back and hammering again, over and over, building us both up to new heights. As she tilts her head back again, I kiss her neck, suck on her throbbing pulse.

“Come again, Penelope. Anytime you need to come, you come to me. You understand?” I don’t know why I’m saying this. Didn’t I want her to leave? I do but I don’t. If I had it my way, she’d stay every day for me to gaze at, strip naked, and fuck whenever I feel like it, but I’m also in awe of her and wish she could depend on me for everything.

That smile. I love gazing atit.

I don’t know where this feeling is coming from, but I’m overwhelmed by it and nearly ready to explode into her. Slowing down, I hold back my release and focus on her instead. “Come with me,” I say, taking her by the hand then hoisting her into my arms. With a screech, she holds onto my shoulders.

“Why are you carrying me? Put me down, Ethan.” Her tiny fists pound against my back. “I can walk on my own. I don’tneed—”

“You need whatever I say you need. I’ve been alive longer thanyou.”

“So?”

“So, you’ll listen to every word I say.” Entering the shower room, I place her gently on the stone bench where I sit to soak in the hot vapors and ask her to flipover.

“Why?”

“You’re asking questions again, Penelope. Just trustme.”

That’s what this is about, ultimately—trust. For a girl who’s used to excelling at everything, being the big sister in charge of all, it’s time for her to let someone else take control. And that someone is this man righthere.

Narrowed eyes examine me. I know I haven’t given her much reason to trust me, but then again, I’ve stayed away from her for the most part. I turn on the shower and let the water run for several minutes, as swirling hot mists fill the room. Dizzying. Sweat beads up on her face and body, and my cock is on edge. My balls hurt from interrupting our fucking, but I need to hear her come again. Only then can I finish.

Flipping her over, I raise her onto her hands and knees and command her to stay there. Then, I direct the shower head onto her body, reach for the soap, and lather her all up. Her body is tight, toned, all natural. I haven’t seen her work out not once. She shivers with anticipation.

“Trust me,” I say again. As much as I loved her ass the first moment I saw it, I would never ram into it blindly until we’d built trust together. Maybe one day—if she’s still around. Which is pure fantasy, because it won’t happen.

Penelope shows her brave side again, going along with anything I tell her. I wouldn’t jeopardize that for anything. I rinse her off, get behind her on the bench, and spread her ass cheeks apart.

Fucking beautiful.

A perfect round peach marked by a pink center, and the moment I press my hot tongue onto it, she sucks in a breath and lets out a long groan. When I grazed her asshole out in the gym, she was sensitive to it but wanted more before she came quickly. Now, she’ll get that extra time to explore what she likes. “Has anyone done this to you before?” Iask.

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