Page 24 of Nanny for the Doctor

We both laugh, and then Reed also tries shifting to his back. His arm is right up against me, the heat from his skin burning into my own.

But the squeaking bed is so loud, and when I hit a particularly noisy spring, I quickly pull off it, rolling onto my side and right into Reed, who’s also struggling to get comfortable.

We’re nose to nose, his face inches from mine. My heart pounds in my chest. I can feel every single beat as I stare into Reed’s eyes.

I struggle to take shallow breaths, warmth melting through my core, and I clench my legs together.

In the dark, I can just make out Reed’s gaze dropping to my mouth, and then his lips press into mine.

My eyes blow wide, and then I quickly return the kiss. Reed’s lips are soft as his hands find my face, and he pulls me in, brushing his tongue against mine.

Arousal burns hard in my veins, and I press myself closer to him, wanting every bit of his body on me.

After all this time, I’m finally kissing him, and it’s better than anything my sixteen-year-old self could have imagined. Then, I’m suddenly there, remembering how it felt to want him more than anything, knowing he was almost twice my age.

My older brother’s hot best friend is kissing me, and my fantasies did not do his skills justice.

Chapter8

Reed

Mae’s tight little body presses against mine as I explore her mouth with my tongue. Fucking hell, the taste of her.

It’s everything, and I just want more. I knew this was going to happen, and I tried to keep my distance.

I was going to sleep upstairs, but there’s something about Mae. I just can’t resist her.

Sliding my hand down her neck, I find the swell of her breast hiding behind that oversized sleep shirt she borrowed from Stevie. I find the hem, pulling the thing up so I can feel Mae’s skin on mine.

Her flesh is warm, and as I smooth my thumb across her breast, I feel her hard nipple, eager and wanting.

Mae moans into my mouth, and her leg wraps around my hips.Oh, fuck yes. I want everything you have, little one.

But then Mae’s hand comes to my chest, and she pushes herself back.

“What is it?” I whisper, gripping her side.

“We can’t. You’re my boss, for Christ’s sake. And Johnny’s best friend. That’s way too many lines to cross. We shouldn’t.”

I exhale, dropping my head to break her stare. Pulling back, I swallow hard, hating that she’s right.

I’d completely lost control. It’s a good thing one of us could still think straight.

“Okay. Yeah. You’re right. I’m…” I nod. “I’m just going to roll over. I’ll stay over here.”

“Okay. I’ll, um. Yeah. I’ll do the same.”

We both flip to our other sides, and I briefly glance down. I’m rock-hard, and it’s going to be really difficult to fall asleep now.

But Mae’s right. She really is. We can’t do this.

Eventually, sleep claims me, but my dreams are filled with images of Mae letting me do everything I want to.

* * *

“Reed.”

The quiet whisper pulls me out of unconsciousness, and my eyes fly open. Did I just hear my name?

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