Page 28 of Nanny for the SEALs

“It’s just that you’re different now. Before you were all excited, and now… it’s like you’re more nervous than I am and I’m not sure why. It’s not like I’m a virgin or anything.”

I laughed. “No. It’s not that. You’re going to think I’m strange, but I’ve never done something like this before.”

She gasped, “What? You’re a virgin?”

I pulled her toward me and chuckled. “No. I’m being stupid. I asked you to come with me, the elevator’s here. Should we get in or call it a night?”

She winked once again, taking the lead. “The night’s just begun… let’s enjoy it.”

I followed her into the elevator, and as soon as the doors closed, she pushed the button. I held her in my arms. I couldn’t believe I didn’t want to go through with it. I couldn’t think of anywhere I would rather be, than having her in my arms.

* * *

As we movedto the room, I didn’t hesitate in dragging her in and shutting the door firmly behind her.

“Let’s move to the bed, it will be far more comfortable,” Pete said when I came up for air from his thought-stealing kisses. “Let me up. We’ll go in there.”

We stripped off the rest of our clothes as we walked back to the room, and then we came together again, standing in front of the bed. I just wanted him to touch me.

“I just don’t want you to think I’m taking advantage of you,” he said as he hesitated for a second.

No, no, and no!

“What is it with me? One minute Stan’s acting as if he wants to kiss and touch me, then the next he was pulling away. I never knew whether I should be frightened off him or intrigued by him. He went hot and cold so many times. I’m not a delicate flower.”

He chuckled. “I know. I don’t think of you like that. Believe me, that’s not the reason for my hesitation. I just don’t want you to think, I’m taking advantage of you.”

I wanted to show him I meant business, so I pulled him against me hungrily and was rewarded when his lips pressed kisses down my sensitive neck, my hair loosely piled on my head, an invitation I’d hoped he’d take at some point tonight.

His palms were soft and gentle as he ran them over my skin. I moved my hands down to clutch at his bare, perfectly shaped ass, urging him to make quick work off this, but he had other plans.

He moved away, took my hand, and pulled me down to the bed. I sprawled in the middle of it, and he followed to lean over me, his face right above mine. His head moved, hovering in different places before hot lips found my nipple and my back arched, pressing my flesh into his face as he sucked with long pulls. Sensations swamped me, ran straight down to that sensitive spot between my legs that now ached for his touch.

Pete’s hands roamed over me, explored my ribs, then my abdomen, before he moved lower and found that part of me that wanted his touch the most. My back arched until only my legs, bottom, and shoulders touched the bed, which pushed my pussy down, his fingers followed until two were inside of me and his thumb pressed against my clit.

“Right there.” I liked the pleasure too much to pretend I was enjoying something I wasn’t. In fact, I enjoyed it so much, my nails raked along his tanned, muscled back as he continued to torment my pussy.

His tongue stroked my nipple; I didn’t want to stop as I found my whole body reacting and my orgasm drawing closer just as we started, I wasn’t ready to come yet. The tension had built as he teased me, but now, it burst out in waves that made my body convulse on his perfectly made bed, and my thighs clamped around his hand, but he didn’t stop. His mouth and fingers continued to work on me as I clutched at his shoulders.

I wanted it to go on forever; I wanted to never leave that place, but slowly, the pulses faded and my body relaxed. I still clung to him, even after he pulled his hand away and moved his face closer to mine. “Are you okay, Katie?”

“I’m good, I’m good.” I patted at his arm but didn’t want to say anything else. I just wanted to revel in the moment.

I touched his face, stroked his cheek, then his lip as he looked down at me with eyes hungry for more. “Don’t stop!”

Pete held my face as he kissed me once more before he leaned over to the nightstand and took out a condom. He put the condom on, then moved to kneel between my legs. He nudged my thighs apart with his knees, readjusted, then leaned down to kiss me again.

My arms wrapped around his neck as the kiss deepened, and he brought the fire inside of me back to life. We were both panting by the time I became restless and moved against him. His cock was pressed against me, but not inside of me, and I wanted that to change. I wrapped my legs around his waist to encourage him, but still, he waited.

His hand at my hip kneaded my skin before it slid down to my ass to tease me even more. His fingers kneaded in a rhythm that I knew I could follow, and I thought I’d lose my mind if he didn’t slip inside me. I broke the kiss to beg him to fuck me, but he just pushed his lips back down to mine, and then—fuck me—he filled me, at last.

I felt his cock stretch me as a relief, and I clasped my legs tighter around his waist greedily. No more playing around—this was serious business, and I wanted it done properly.

I breathed against his throat when he moved to get a better position, to tilt down into me in just the right way. I wanted to tell him to fuck me deeper and to give me more, but my throat was dry, leaving me speechless. I couldn’t control anything, and my thoughts were all over the place.

“You’re such a big fucking dirty boy,” I growled as he filled me up.

“Shit, you have such a dirty mouth! Don’t stop telling me all the things you like,” he ground out the words in a raspy voice, just below my ear, as he thrust into me, already out of control.

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