Page 66 of The Billionaire & the Nanny: Part 4

But this is better, as agonizing as that is.

She kisses my belly button and drags her chin lower. “Oh, God, put me in your mouth already, please.”

“Yes, sir. Happy to please, sir,” she says with a naughty smile.

“God, I love you.”

And calling her God isn’t too far from the truth. Sex and love is the closest thing I’ll ever feel to God, especially when she swallows me in and my moans fill the room. No holding back, no worries about how much control I have. I’ve relinquished it all to this woman, and she knows it. She knows I’m completely hers.

After sucking me off for a minute, putting me into a state of oblivion, she slides up and rubs her naked pussy on my cock, getting me all worked up even further. If she keeps that up, I’ll come right here. I’ll come all over her, and she’ll wonder why she ever got involved with such a loser teen boy.

Rubbing her clit with my thumb, her breaths sharpen and nipples harden under my touch. I have to have her now. I can smell her musky desire, which only turns me on more. She shifts on top of me, restless, dips a finger between her swollen pussy lips and coats her fingers with her juices. Then, like the little slut I love, she feeds me her fingers.

“Oh, yeah…” I suck on them, lapping up every drop of my gorgeous angel, stroking my cock, unable to resist touching myself, brushing my thumb over the sensitive head, and waiting while she positions herself over me.

Where did this beauty come from? How did I get so lucky?

Taking her by the hips, I ease her onto me, as I fill her so completely, her mouth opens and I feel a wholehearted completeness come over me.

“So full of your cock, Kase.”

“Yes, baby, full of my love.” It’s the first time I call her baby and that’s how she feels, like my treasure, my jewel to care for, my woman to please. Pulling out, I slowly thrust back inside of her tight sheath, starting a steady rhythm. She tightly cinches her legs against my sides, as I grit my teeth and totally take in the pleasure.

So tight and wet, so fucking unbearable.

The way she looks at me, touches me, the way her pussy clenches around my cock every time I thrust inside of her soft, womanly body, every movement pushing me higher toward my own climax and her own as well. She rubs her clit as she dances over me, taking herself on a ride with my cock as the joystick, filling her core so deep.

She’s woman at her full potential—scintillating, powerful, and fertile.

My balls pull into me, as they prepare for release. Alana can sense me getting closer, and her body responds with a pink flush climbing up her stomach like vines. “Fuck me harder, Kase. Make me yours, make me yours, love…” Though I want to sit up and turn her around to fuck her from behind, she’s so close, so I wait. Finally, after a few more grinds, she pulls herself together, her body tight and coiled, and moans out loud.

“Yes, that’s it. Come for me, baby. I love you, Alana.”

Wave after wave hits her, her nipples stiffen into hard peaks, and I wait patiently for her to come down from her high. Once she floats back to earth, I spin her around, push her into the bed, stomach down, and revel in the view. She’s flat and face down. I love the submissive position and knowing I’m going to fuck her while she’s pinned down.

Filling her pussy all the way to my cock’s hilt, I hold it there and shudder. Then, sliding out, I slam her hard once, pull out then ream her again. With each thrust, she shudders and mewls, driving me to do it again. And again. Her ass cheeks shake with each thrust from the impact, and I love feeling myself buried deep inside her, becoming one with her. With my chest rubbing her back, I lean close and tug on her hair, kissing her ear, tugging on her lobe with my teeth. “You’re mine. My soon-to-be wife. Whatever you need, you come to me.”

“I’ll come to you, my husband,” she says.

And that’s it.

That’s all I need. Just knowing I’m her man and no one else will ever enter this temple of beauty, goodness, and fertility pushes me over the edge. I spill my seed deep into her cunt, pumping and pumping my love into her, planting and securing my future. “My wife to be, my love.” My orgasm fills my brain, overcomes my body, and gives Alana full control over me.

I am hers.

I curl into her and spoon her, kissing her neck, and wrap my arms around her. This woman tolerated me, believed in me, then saved me from my own doubt. My demons and shadows. Because of her, I have another chance at life. She deserves everything. I can’t help but wonder if my mother sent her down to take care of me. Or maybe Evie hand-picked her from the skies, connected the dots, and made things happen in heaven like she made things happen on earth. Either way, I am blessed. And because of Alana, I am, finally, for the first time since I was a child, whole again.

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