Page 27 of Nanny for the Doctor

Johnny’s little sister. Ha, and I thought I’d just end up kissing her.

It’s too fucking good, and I want more.

Quickly pulling out and flipping Mae onto her stomach, I pull her hips up and take her from behind. She just bites back a yelp, and I lean forward, wrapping my hand around her mouth.

“Is that good, Lil Bit? Do you like being dominated by your boss?”

Mae whimpers as I thrust in hard, then pull almost all the way out. I slide my hand to her throat, letting her answer.

“Yes. Oh God, yes. I know I shouldn’t, but I don’t fucking care.” She groans as I push in up to the hilt. “I’ve wanted this forever.”

“That’s my good girl. Come again for me.”

Pummeling into her, I grip Mae’s hips and give her everything I’ve got. She struggles to remain quiet, moaning as another orgasm overtakes her, her pussy squeezing around my shaft.

My pace becomes frantic as I slide in and out of Mae. The feel of her wrapped around my cock is better than anything I could have imagined.

I’ve wanted her for so long, dreamed of taking this little body and making it mine. I want her to yield beneath me as I take everything she has.

It’s all I can take, and the sensation of her clamping down around my shaft once more tips me over the edge.

My release powers through me like a freight train, and I empty my seed deep inside Mae’s warm pussy.

Our heaving breaths and Mae’s trembling finally still. I pull free, loving how my cum is running down her leg.

“Fucking hell, Reed. I…yeah.”

I chuckle. The blissed-out sound of her voice is like music to my ears.

“Let’s get back in bed.”

Lifting Mae up, I pull the shirt back over her head. After finding a washcloth in the downstairs bathroom, I help her clean up and pull on her panties and shorts. We flop back down on the squeaky mattress, and Mae snuggles under my arm as we fall asleep.

Johnny’s little sister. Fuck. Things just got really complicated.

Chapter9

Mae

A beam of sunlight smacks me right in the eyes as I roll over, and I wince. My body aches, squeaks resounding under me as I try to get more comfortable.

Then memories of the night before come flooding back.

I jerk into a sitting position and look down. My borrowed clothes are a rumpled disaster, and I can feel the tenderness from ouractivitiesbetween my legs.

Reed is still asleep beside me, and his clothes are as disheveled as mine. I pat the top of my head, and the bun I threw my hair into last night is a lopsided mess.

As I suppress a giggle, I hear a door upstairs creak open.My brother!

Scrambling out of the sofa bed as quickly as I can, I dash for the bathroom, snagging my dress from last night up off the floor as I run.

When I get inside, I examine my reflection.Yup, I lookgreat. Ugh.

Peeling off Stevie’s clothes and vowing to toss them right in the laundry, I turn on the shower and step inside. The cool temperature helps wake me up, and I rinse the evidence of sex down the drain.

As the water heats, I chuckle to myself. I can’t believe I actually slept with Reed. I’ve wanted to for, well, forever, and the fact that it happened in my brother’s house, no less, leaves my brain spinning.

I step out, snagging a towel from the rack, then do my best to make myself presentable. When I leave the bathroom, I hurry to the laundry room before seeking out my brother in the kitchen.

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