Page 19 of The Billionaire and the Nanny: Part 2

At that moment, I resolve to stop at nothing until I see the other side of him. There has to be more. I feel it in his touch, in his kiss, and the way he says my name. He can’t help being a man obsessed by a woman who perplexes him, and I’m honored that I drive himmad.

Before I can reach that final high, though, I’m being hoisted through the air, carried all the way to the couch, placed against the backrest, so he can get better leverage. And then, as I brace myself, he fucks me. Fucks me hard. Fucks me like the tease I’ve been, like the impertinent young woman he’s been trying desperately to tame. But I won’t shut up. I’ll keep challenging him, as long as he keeps saying stupid things that don’t make sense.

I don’t care how rich he is, I’ll keep pushing his buttons.

His fingers press my clit, as he fucks me harder, as he grunts withneed.

He thought he was showing me who was boss, but right now, as I feel him building energy, getting closer to what he truly wants, as he slams his cock into me, balls slapping my ass, as I open up and receive him completely, I know the truth. I may have been the virgin last time, but right now, Zayden Hawthorn wants me as badly as I wanthim.

And that means I have far more power in this relationship than I ever imagined.

We can never do this again?he demanded. Yeah, right.

He’s a walking, talking contradiction. He wants me more than he’s ever wanted anything in his life, and I knowit.

You couldn’t stay away. You had to have me again. You had to follow me. You hated seeing me with another man. You proved that you can’t control yourself aroundme.

I feel a surge of excitement, a thrill at the effect I have over this confident, arrogant, gorgeous billionaire who has intimidated me from the moment I lay eyes onhim.

Suddenly, Zayden groans out loud, like being cut with pure pleasure. Maybe he’s used to getting what he wants, and in this case, he wanted to have nothing to do with me. But I affect him, I make him angry, I make him uncomfortable. I like that. Very much. And just as he comes into me, pumping his hot seed deep into my pussy, it’s enough to send me over theedge.

I let go along with him. Wave after wave of blinding white radiation shoots through me, wracking my muscles and numbing my brain. I love everything this man does to me, even as he drives me in-fucking-sane. I collapse onto the sofa and he falls on top of me, fighting for breath. His mouth is hot against my hair, his heart pounds against my back, and his hands continue to feel my body, even after his cock begins to loosen slightly. But then, he begins to harden again, and I know we could do this all night, but holy shit, I’m physically and mentally exhausted.

After feeling powerless for a week, it feels great having control again. For once, I don’t feel unsure of myself.

I just hope the feeling lasts. Somehow, I don’t think itwill.

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