Page 32 of The Billionaire's Accidental Daddy Duty
“Good.” I relaxed next to him.
Several minutes later, the high of the mind-blowing orgasm wore off. I let go and shifted away from him. What now? Was I supposed to get up, walk naked back to my room, and forget about what just happened? I could possibly manage the first two, but not the last. Declan had gotten under my skin—forgetting him would be impossible.
I sat up and let my feet dangle over the side of the bed. Before I could make up an excuse to leave, he cradled my neck and captured my mouth with his. The soft strokes of his tongue fogged up my head again, and for the life of me, I couldn’t think of a single reason to leave this room—this man.
“You’re sorely mistaken if you think I’m going to let you go,” he whispered as he worked his way down to my neck.
“Wasn’t that the plan?” I let him guide me onto my back. His body against mine felt so good. So right. So not the plan.
“As I recall, we made no plans.” He kneaded one breast until my nipple plumped up to meet his lips. “I tried so hard to stay away from you and do the right thing. Forgive me.”
“I’m confused.” I arched toward him. Whatever he was doing to my aching bud, I didn’t want it to stop. “What am I forgiving you for?” I let out a breath when he sucked harder. “That you stayed away or that we didn’t make plans.”
“That I want you this much.”
“I want you, too.” I pulled him to me.
I was obviously not in my right mind when I considered leaving. Following his lead, I tentatively pushed my tongue past his lips. The act felt so empowering. Knowing he wanted me too was empowering. I pushed softly on his chest, and he fell back on the comforter. Heat built at my core again, and all I could think of was having him inside me. I straddled him, rubbing my clit over his erection. He was ready for me all over again.
He gripped my hip and ground me harder against him. “Omigod.” I loved how he took control even while lying flat on his back. That was Declan Noble—always in charge. How could I resist him? I never had a chance.
“Condom.”
His urgent request sent me to a frenzy of desire. I couldn’t think, let alone breathe. I made to get up, but he stiffened under me, grabbing both shoulders to keep me still.
“What is it?” I met his gaze and forced myself to pay attention to my surroundings.
“He’s up.”
Sure enough. As soon as he said the words, I heard Joey’s urgent cry. The one that said, “I’m hungry and need a diaper change.” Fuck me. I released a breath and squeezed my legs together. My brain knew a second round of sex was off the table, but my clit and my core were still burning for relief.
“I’ll get him,” he mumbled.
“No. That’s fine. I’m still your nanny for the next few days.” I climbed off him.
“Nanny?” He groaned and reached for my waist. “You’re killing me, Isla. What time does he go down again? Seven?”
“Six, if we tire him out.” I wedged myself between his thighs, reveling in how perfect we fit together.
“Sounds like a plan to me.”
13
WE'RE STILL HERE
Declan
Like a horny teenager, I ogled at her perfect ass as she left my suite to tend to Joey. I smiled, thinking of the first time we met. God, had it been only three weeks since she got in my Bentley thinking I was her Uber driver?
I rubbed the side of my face. What a cliche—lusting over my nanny. Though she wasn’t really my nanny. Who was I kidding? Whether she worked in my home or at my company made no difference. Getting involved with a direct report always ended badly. I ought to know. I’d gone there before. Twice, if I were being honest. The thought of Isla hating me as soon as I told her I had to return to the UK was like a kick to the stomach.
If those pretty eyes ever looked at me with anything less than desire, I didn’t know what I would do. One thing was for certain, though. I did have to leave New York at some point.
“Fuck me.” Iscrambled to my feet to find my phone.
In my one hour with Isla, I had completely forgotten about Tommy. Sure enough, when I tapped on the screen, I had four messages from him, each fifteen minutes apart, each with the same text.
Tommy: All set to leave in the morning. Are we still driving to the Hamptons for the weekend?
