Page 48 of Nanny for the Mercenaries

As soon as we were in his room, Jordy threw me up against the wall and kissed me like there was no tomorrow. I melted against his possessive, demanding touch. He spun me around and kissed the back of my neck while his fingers dove into the front of my pajamas, pressing roughly against my clit. I moaned as he ground against my ass while rubbing me faster. As he tore my pants down and then did the same to his own, I couldfeelhow hungry he was for me. Especially the way he guided his cock into me from behind and then filled me with one frenzied thrust, burying himself as far as he could go.

Somehow, I managed to suppress a scream of pleasure as I savored how much he filled me, and more cries of ecstasy as he fucked me up against the wall, his breath hot in my ear, and his rumbling groans practically vibrating out of his throat. He put a hand on my back and bent me over, fucking me rough and fast, driving into me so hard that soon I was gasping and shivering with an intense, toe-curling orgasm that made my knees weak. And as I clamped my inner muscles down around him, I felt his cock explode inside me. He gripped my waist tightly with both hands and let out a noise that was so intense it almost sounded painful.

As I cleaned up and then curled up in bed with him, I thought about how much chemistry we had together. Usually, I felt awkward around a guy after first sleeping with him, before we became comfortable enough to drop our guard and justbe. Yet Jordy and I clicked in a way that was easy. Natural.

I wonder if he feels the same thing.

“I’ve been thinking about that all day,” he whispered while we cuddled.

“Me too,” I replied. “Well, maybe notallday. I wasn’t thinking about it while we were touring around Istanbul. But as soon as we got home, I started fantasizing about you.”

“I liked what you said earlier.”

“When?”

“Just now. When we were having sex. You said,fuck me, my mercenary.”

“Oh.” I twisted to look up at him. “I… I actually didn’t realize I said that out loud.”

“You said it while you were coming, I think,” Jordy said. “It’s what mademecome so quickly. That, and the sight of your magnificent ass bouncing against me.”

I grinned and snuggled him tighter. “I’m glad you liked it. Normally I don’t…”

“What?” he asked.

“Normally it takes me a while to get that comfortable with a guy.”

Jordy frowned down at me. “Comfortable enough to do that position? Doggy style?” He sounded incredulous.

“I know! It’s silly. But I usually don’t like to do that unless I’ve been with someone for a while.”

I felt Jordy tense. “Aw, shit. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable, or to pressure you into—”

“No, no, no!” I quickly said, sitting up in bed so I could look down at him. “It was great! That’s the point I’m trying to make. Usually it takes me a while to get that comfortable with someone, but with you…”

“It just feels natural?” he finished for me.

“Yes!”

“Like we’ve known each other much longer than a few weeks?”

“Totally!” I replied. “You feel that way too?”

He put an arm behind his head, which made his bicep flex deliciously. “I was afraid to say anything because I didn’t want to spook you. But yeah.”

I brushed my lips against his and then laid back against his chest. “I never expected this when I asked you out at the gym. Flying all over the world, having sex in exotic cities. Norway and Turkey.”

“What did you expect?” he asked.

“I don’t know. Coffee?”

His laughter vibrated up into my chest. “I’ll brew the coffee in the morning.” He stretched. “Speaking of that… I think we should sleep in our own rooms.”

I flinched. “Oh.”

“Just in case Kaylee wakes up before us. Or wakes up in the middle of the night.”

“Right.”

---