Page 29 of The Billionaire and the Nanny: Part 2

He fills me so deeply, so good, I feel strangely complete. I’ve never felt this way before, never knew sex could be like this. I thought it was just bodies building to a release, like a sneeze. I never understood it was more—it’s about play, about trust, about souls spiraling upwards together, like a dance with a final crescendo and lift. I love having his cock stretch me out, his fingers flat against my clit, teasing me to the edge. I love that he knows what to do to me, because I sure as hell don’t.

He pulls out, taps my clit, cocks himself, then plows into me again. Harder this time, then harder, slamming against my core over and over. The pressure inside of me builds so deliciously, and I know I’m on the edge. Zayden fucks me hard and good, like he said, my boss banging my ass on this rug, expertly fiddling with my clit while he watches my face, intently waiting for the signs.

Holy…

My legs tighten around his waist, as I lock himin.

“Give it to me, Bailey. Give me that sweet cum of yours all over my fat cock. Come on, sweetheart…” Just seeing this normally fine-ass, well-dressed billionaire boss completely naked and now talking about his fat cock is what I need. I can’t take it anymore. “Come for me,” he demands again.

“Yes, sir,” I say instinctively. He’s my boss afterall.

I come hard, reaching a powerful high, as the pulsing sensation throbs all throughout my core and body, spreading and radiating outwards, warming me all the way through. It’s the most intense orgasm I’ve ever felt, my muscles squeezing endlessly, as Zayden continues to fuck me through itall.

“You got it…” He groans in his triumph. “That’s it, sweetheart. Doit.”

And right when I think it can’t get any better, he joinsme.

With a long groan, he comes right into me, sending himself shooting into my body, filling me up and claiming me yet again. We’re together in this thing. Whatever this thing is. I don’t know if he realizes it, though I just did—but he hasn’t used a condom. I won’t get pregnant, since I’m on the pill. But what does it mean that he didn’t bother to use protection? I hope it means that he trusts me, like I’m starting to trusthim.

It should feel dangerous, but it feels right. It feels like this is where we both belong. I shouldn’t think about it so much, but I can’t help it. I breathe in the totality as fully as I can, aware of every breath, basking in the moment.

Dare I say it? This wasn’t like other times. This was something else. This wasmore.

We made love, and I don’t care if he denies it later—that’s what happened. And we enjoyed every minute of it. He collapses onto my body. I relish the weight of him pressing against me, as he breathes gently into my neck and reaches around for a blanket on the sofa and covers us both. We’re dry by now, the fire having done its job, but I’m shaking and don’t knowwhy.

“Gotta wrap up my Bailey like a little burrito,” hesays.

Good Lord. Is this even the same man who’s been torturing me with his hot-cold attitude all this time? He’s happier than I’ve ever seenhim.

He takes my face in both hands, presses his beautiful lips against me, and holds me close. His skin smells so wonderful, his strong chest against mine feels reassuring and delicious. But I can’t fall asleep here. “I won’t hear the baby,” I say, fighting as exhaustion threatens to overwhelmme.

“You will.” He points to something on top of the mantelpiece.

A baby monitor. Zayden bought a baby monitor for his room? Oh, my God, my heart is melting. So he does care about her, or he wants me to stay more often in his room? Either way, it’s a step in the right direction, and now I don’t have any reason to run back to my room tonight.

This may be wrong on some levels, and he might be the most complex man I’ve ever known, and this may be crazy, but it feels perfect. He’s opening up. What does it all mean? Can I handle this when the time comes to question it? Don’t think about it now, Bailey, my heart tells me. Think about it tomorrow.

So I enjoy this, whatever it is, for a full minute. Before I fall soundly, happily asleep.

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