Page 27 of The Billionaire & the Nanny: Vol. 3

She lowers her ass until her warm cheeks make contact with my unshaven face, the roughness scratching against her just slightly. I think she’s going to complain, but she just pushes down harder, as though she likes it. Paisley closes her eyes but doesn’t moan .

With my hands, I grip and separate her cheeks, and then slowly run my tongue up and down her wet slit from behind, focusing on her body’s movements. She rocks against my tongue slowly, rubbing herself in circles, then stopping to let me lap her up. I sigh, close my eyes, and get lost in the moment. How many nights I’ve laid in bed wishing I could do this to her, take it up a new level, and now that I can, I’m going to have to fire her .

Her daddy may think he got the last laugh, but guess what? I’m licking his daughter’s sopping wet cunt .

And fucking loving it .

I lick harder and slip two fingers underneath her, along her slick entrance, to massage her clit. Still, no sound from her. She’s being a good girl. “You can moan now .”

The groan comes suddenly and long, as if being released from the center of an aching wound. I love this woman’s body, the way it responds, and the way I make her feel. I love how she gets me worked up into an amalgam of emotions. Nobody has ever done that to me before. I don’t know if to pound her or make love to her .

Thinking about entering her, I flip her around and kiss her deeply .

“I want to taste you,” she tells me, working her stealth fingers around buttons. But when the shirt and pants don’t come off as quickly as she’s trying to get them, she rips the last two buttons and throws the damn shirt off my body. Her arms snake around me, her face pressing against my chest .

I hold her close, breathing in her hair, harder than I’ve ever been in my life. What kind of magic has this woman cast on me that I need her so badly? That I cringe every time I think of her leaving this house? I can’t stand the thought of not knowing where she’ll be every day if I let her go .

She drops kisses all over my chest, my nipples, even sucks on one while unbuttoning my pants. Drunk on desire, she drops to her knees and takes in my steel hard cock, letting it rest on her tongue to drive me insane. Then, she crosses into bad girl territory and spreads her knees apart, touching her clit while she begins to suck on me. Every time she looks up at me with those arched eyebrows and green eyes, I want to spill into her mouth .

Then, it’s me who groans, but the sound filling my airspace is that of her sucking, gasping, and gagging as she begins pushing my cock deep into her mouth, to the back of her throat. When I look down at her again, there’s a string of spit hanging from her mouth and off her chin, wobbling back and forth. And holy fucking shit, that’s beautiful right there .

I fuck her mouth. I want to feel lost inside of her, I want to push myself all the way in and have her completely, and that’s when I realize I want to be fucking her more than anything right now. But her grip on my cock is strong, and she’s determined, as she flicks herself faster and faster, her fingers in a flurry, and I have to wonder if this is more for her than it is for me, not that I mind .

If her own orgasm is what she wants from this, I’ll be more than happy to help .

I push all the way to the back. “Open your throat. Breathe through your nose.” She does as I say and I’m able to push in a couple more inches. My balls nearly touch her face, as Paisley’s fingers fly like crazy. “You love when I do this?” I feel a hum against my cock. “Good. Come for me, baby. Come hard .”

She pulls away from my cock and sings that climax loud and clear. Grabbing her arms, I pull her to her feet, and I don’t care that she’s still coming, I need to fuck her now. Fuck her hard and feel those contractions all around me, feeling the influx of her juices coating me and drawing me in further .

“Turn around,” I order her .

She does, pushing her ass up against me and sliding her soaking wet pussy up and down my cock. But it’s not her pussy I want to drive into tonight. With the stress I’m feeling, I’m going to need a little more. Grabbing her hair, I lean down and whisper, “Have you done this ?”

Paisley gasps, understanding the question. “No .”

Coating my fingers full of her juices, I slather it onto her ass and get it nice and wet. I need this to feel good for her. I need to become her whole world, her end all, be all, and I need her to love what I’m about to do, too .

I hate myself for testing her, but as with everything else, I can’t help it. “Relax .”

I push only the tip against her tight asshole, hearing her cry softly. I hold two fingers against her ass to keep her from pushing back when she seems too eager for her own good, but then, I grab both her hips firmly with wide hands and draw her toward me. The slickness gives way, and I begin to slide in. Exquisite tightness all around me .

When I feel her fingers between her legs, working up her clit again, I know this is going to work. She’s doing the right thing, keeping her hands and her mind occupied, while I make way through her ass. To make things easier, she spreads her legs a little more, giving me access to an amazing view of my massive cock halfway into her small body .

I could come just then .

“Fuck me harder, Mr. Raider,” she whispers over her shoulder. “I’m not afraid of you .”

“You will be, Paisley. You don’t know what you’re asking for.” And then I push in harder, opening her up, filling her, so she can see the implications of her brazen actions. But she’s not dissuaded .

When I feel her ass push against me one more time, I’m done being Mr. Nice Guy .

I plow into her ass unapologetically, expecting her to cry out or complain, but she doesn’t. She spreads her ass cheeks apart for me again like she loves doing to me, and I have to close my eyes or spill too early. Because I want to feel this. I want to enjoy it. And only when I have for a while will I let go. I pull out halfway then drill into her again. She cries out when I shake her body over and over, and after a minute of pounding her hard, her one hand goes flat up against the wall while the other still massages her clit .

“Go ahead and come,” she says. She won’t be finishing herself off, and I’m not in the business of making her miserable if she’s not comfortable anymore .

“You sure ?”

“Yes.”

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