Page 70 of The Nanny is Off Limits

“Am I?”

“Why do you sound so shocked? Do you think I’m a manwhore, Miss Riley?” he jokes.

“No! I just…you’re…I know you’ve lived here since your divorce and I just assumed…”

“I rarely brought women into my house. It just felt too personal with all of the kids’ stuff here and I was never super serious about any of the women I dated in the three years since my divorce.”

“Oh.” I don’t have anything else to say, because what could I? It’s like he’s telling me I’m the last woman he’s been this intimate with since the woman he was married to. “So, this is a pretty big deal for you?”

“It is. But it doesn’t need to be for you…” he says. “Please don’t panic on me. I know I’m older and maybe you don’t want more…”

I press a finger to his mouth, silencing him. “You do remember I hadn’t had sex since…more than likely before your youngest was conceived?” I stand up on my tiptoes and wrap my arms around his neck to bring his lips to mine. “This is a pretty big deal for me too.” His lips crush against mine, pushing me against the wall, and I whimper when I feel the cool marble against my back. His lips leave mine and he trails kisses down my neck. He lifts me into his arms and my legs immediately wrap around him. When his lips find one of my breasts, he pulls my nipple between his lips and rolls his tongue around it.

“Rowan,” I say through a shaky breath when I feel his teeth graze against the nub and bite down.

“Oh, fuck me, sunshine. I love your pretty tits,” he says before switching to the other to pay it the same attention. “I haven’t had nearly enough time with them.” He flicks my nipple with the tip of his tongue before dragging his lips back up to my mouth. My pussy is resting right against his torso and I grind myself against it, trying to stimulate my clit and he groans in my mouth. “You drive me crazy; you know that?” I whimper when his fingers find my sex and glide through my folds. “You did know that, didn’t you? You know that when you walk into a room, I can barely take my eyes off of you. You’ve been here for a month and you’ve got me struggling to even focus at work because I’m thinking about you and this and the fact that you walked into my life so effortlessly and somehow both fixed everything and turned it completely upside down.”

“Oh my God.” I moan, both at his words and from the feeling between my legs as he continues to stroke me. He sets me on my feet and pulls his fingers from me, immediately sliding them into his mouth. I don’t even have to question what he’s about to do because he’s on his knees with my leg over his shoulder, instantly attaching his mouth to my pussy.

I press a hand over my mouth, still not wanting to be too loud even though the sounds of the shower should drown out any noise we make. I run my other hand through his hair, pushing it back off his forehead, and stare down at this man I’m developing stronger feelings for by the day. “This…” I moan. “This is what I was thinking about last night while I got myself off.” His eyes meet mine and I can see the smile in them as he worships my pussy with his mouth. He pushes against me harder, sliding his tongue as far inside as possible like he’s trying to touch every inch of me he can. “Oh fuck, I’m going to come.” I sigh and those words must spur him on because he moves back to my clit with faster and more uncontrolled strokes.

“Fuck yes, you are. Give me what I want and come all over my tongue and then you’re going to come all over my dick again.”

Memories of fucking him on my bedroom floor after shoving my wet underwear through his lips come back and my climax hits me hard and slow, starting at my toes and moving through the rest of me. “Oh my Goddd.” I groan as I drag my nails against his scalp. “Yes yes yes. Fuck yes.” I grind myself against his mouth through the rest of my orgasm, trying to wring out every ounce of pleasure. I let go of his hair just as he places a final kiss on me and stands up.

“Let’s finish up in here. I need to fuck you in my bed.”

We finish showering, which I’m surprised didn’t end in round two with the way Rowan used his hands to rub the soap into my skin everywhere. My breasts, my cunt, he’d even slid his hand between my ass cheeks to circle the hole back there and when I shuddered in both lust and nerves, a grin found his face that had such promise.

We’re on his bed now, and his firm hands are rubbing lotion into my skin that I made him retrieve from my bedroom. Thankfully, he had decent body wash that wasn’t a three-in-one, nor was it something so overly manly that it would have been obvious I’d used his, but I needed my specific lotion. I had been applying it myself before he grabbed it from me for being ‘a tease’ so he could do it himself.

He glides his hand up my leg, smoothing the cream into my skin. “You always smell so good,” he says pressing his nose against my ankle before placing a kiss there. The bottle of lotion hits the ground with a quiet thud as he climbs up the bed and rests on top of me.

“Can I be on top?”

“Whatever you want, sunshine.” He presses a kiss to my lips and lies in the center of his massive bed stroking his cock slowly. He’s been hard since we got in the shower and it hasn’t lessened at all so I know he’s ready for me. I replace his hand with mine as I straddle his waist and hover above him. I drag him through my slit once and he takes a deep breath in through his nose and out through his mouth. “Don’t tease me, baby. Let me in that wet cunt.”

I push down on him and I feel like the wind is momentarily knocked out of me because this position somehow feels deeper than last night. I don’t move right away to give myself a chance to adjust to how full I am.

“You alright?” He grabs my hands, yanking me forward and I fall to his chest but keep him snug inside of me. He cups my cheek before giving me a light kiss on my lips. “Does it hurt?”

“No…just…I need a second. I’ve never done it in this position…but I’m good.”

“Take your time,” he says against my mouth and I fucking melt.

I sit back up, placing my hands on his chest for leverage as I slowly move up and down on him. Every time I take him all the way in, I grind my clit against the base of his cock and a spark shoots through me.

“That feels good, doesn’t it?” he says as his hands find my hips and he pulls me down harder with every thrust. He’s not controlling the pace, but the pressure, allowing for even more friction between us.

“Yes yes yes.” I toss my head back and pull my hair from the bun I’d had it in and my curls fall around me.

“God, you’re fucking sexy, baby.” He glides his palm up my torso dragging his thumb over one of my nipples. “I can’t believe you’re mine.”

Hearing those possessive words fall from his lips spur me on faster and I move up and down quicker as I feel the beginning of my climax brewing. “Does this work both ways?” I ask him.

“Fuck yes.” He groans. “I’m yours, sunshine. Think I have been since the first time you walked through my front door.”

“Rowan!” I cry out. I actually feel the tears forming in my eyes as my orgasm approaches and also at his words. “I’m close.”

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