Page 45 of Bellini Born
There was no denying I was a sick fuck, lusting after the nanny, staring at how her tight nipples became visible throughthe wet fabric of her shirt after she pulled my infant daughter from the bath.
Alone in my room, I’d tugged on my stiff shaft, aching for release. It was torture being so close to Summer as I played the long game, when all I wanted to do was put my hands on her body and claim her as mine. Because even though she didn’t know it yet, that’s what she was. Mine.
Unfortunately, my cock was sick and tired of the only attention it had gotten in the last year coming from my own hand. Especially when it knew the woman it wanted to be buried inside was lying less than thirty feet away.
That was enough to have me rolling out of bed and padding over to the hidden door built into the wall between our two rooms—the house had several secret passageways that could be utilized in the event of an attack.
A little look wouldn’t hurt anyone, right? It’s not like I was going to cross the threshold and venture into stalker territory.
No, you’re just the king of Peeping Toms. Which is soooooo much better.
I mentally rolled my eyes at my conscience. There was no harm in checking to ensure my nanny could sleep soundly in the accommodations I’d provided her.
By the time I cracked the door, I had completely convinced myself that my actions were merely those of a responsible employer, while also pretending my raging boner wasn’t acting like a compass, pointing directly toward my true north.
Jesus, this girl had me mesmerized. Even watching the rise and fall of her chest was more captivating than any movie I’d ever seen.
I still couldn’t figure out why I was so drawn to her.
Maybe it was better if I didn’t pull at that thread. I already knew I wasn’t worthy of someone so pure and innocent. Our world was no place for her, and if I thought about it too hard,I might feel guilty for dragging her into it. Though it wouldn’t matter because I had no intention of setting her free. I’d been raised to take what I wanted, and Summer was no exception.
She shifted on the bed, the simple motion enough to have me stifling a groan, my hard cock throbbing painfully. What I wouldn’t give to have her toned body stripped bare beneath me, writhing on the mattress, desperate to escape the onslaught of pleasure I wrought between her thighs.
I could almost picture how those perky tits would bounce with each thrust, her plush pink lips parted as moans slipped past, tempting me to abandon the tight fit of her pussy for the hot suction of her mouth. I bet both were out of this world, and it would be impossible to choose between them.
I began to wonder if Summer liked it rough.
I’d tamped down my urges during my marriage to Allegra, respecting that sex between us had nothing to do with attraction and everything to do with obligation. We both always got off, but it was never truly satisfying. At least not for me.
My desperate need to dominate a woman in bed had been locked away for far too long, and that beast inside me was thrashing against the cage, desperate to break free.
Did Summer hold the key?
A pained whimper sounded from the woman in question, and I jolted. Hand poised on the doorknob, I was ready to throw it open and charge inside.
That was, until I heard my name uttered breathlessly, and I froze.
Moonlight filtered into the room from the window, and my gaze tracked movement beneath the sheets.
Holy shit. Guess I wasn’t the only one hot and bothered tonight.
“Mmm.” Her back bowed, pushing out her breasts which were barely contained in a silk top.
Fuck, my mouth was damn near watering as I imagined pulling one of those taut peaks between my teeth.
My hand fell to my cock, and began fisting it as I enjoyed the sexy show Summer was putting on.
But as beautiful as it was, I wanted more.
Aren’t you hot, baby? Kick those heavy blankets away. Let me see how stunning you are while you touch your pussy.
Like she could hear my silent command, Summer’s legs worked to shove the blankets toward the footboard, baring her stunning form to me. With a hand shoved down the front of her silky shorts, the motion beneath the fabric increased in pace the closer she grew to climax.
I tugged brutally on my dick with the sight of Summer pleasuring herself spurring me on.
God, she was gorgeous as her hips bucked furiously, and that lower lip got caught between her teeth as she tried to stifle her moans.
Heat licked up my spine, my balls drawing tight. I made no attempts to quiet my harsh breathing, panting loudly, almost hoping to get caught.
