Page 26 of Nanny for My Billionaire

“Come up here,” he says, almost as if he’s reading my mind. “It’s not your mouth I need right now.”

“I know,” I whisper huskily. “It’s just not the same when you’re ready for something else.”

“Hop on it, then, beautiful,” he offers.

I’m more than ready to do exactly that. I crawl up his body and mount him, my legs straddling either side, and groan deliciously as his long, hard shaft enters me. I don’t usually like rubbers, but the ridges on this one do exactly what they’re supposed to, stimulating all the right places. Intrigued, I pull upward and slide back down again.

Oh, yeah, this is going to be fun!

Things go from playful to rough in less than seconds. I bounce on the man like he’s a trampoline until he suddenly rises up and flips us over. Then Adam pounds into me, over and over, and even when I cum he just keeps going. It takes him so long before he catches up I cum two more times, and I’m close to another when he begins a long, low roar that rips the last one out of me as though he’d grabbed hold and pulled.

“Oh, my God!” I gasp. “I feel like I’ve melted into the mattress.”

Adam laughs, then gasps for air. “Baby, I love your pillow talk.”

We’re both sticky with sweat and other fluids, and I literally peel myself off the bed as I sit up. “Maybe we should take a shower.”

“Yeah, that’s for sure,” he agrees as we both head for his bathroom to clean up.

I spare a thought for the kids. Their room is on the other end of the hallway, but I don’t think we were being quiet. I hope we didn’t wake them up with all that activity. “Do you think they heard anything?” I ask with a worried frown.

“If they did, they haven’t come to figure out what made all that noise,” Adam points out. “You get the water started, and I’ll pop my head out to have a look.”

I do as he says, and just as I’m stepping into the shower, Adam returns. “Hey, Miss Mom? The boys are looking for you. I had to tell them you came in here because you thought there was a monster under your bed, and you’re going to be sleeping in here tonight. They asked if they could see you, but I told them that mean monster got slime all over you so they’ll have to wait until you come out of the shower. I guess they’re going to wait in the bed with me.”

“Great, then, no problem,” I say, grimacing at him. “I wondered if they might have gotten bothered by that guy too. We’ll have to call in a monster chaser to get him out tomorrow.”

He smirks. “Or you could just keep sleeping in here.”

“You wish,” I say, snickering. “We’ll just have to see how that goes, then, eh?”

With no chance that he’s going to join me and the water already on, I simply step into the shower, wash up with some soap and shampoo, and then hurry to pull on his bathrobe and rush out to make sure Adam hasn’t completely freaked the boys out with tales of creatures that will make them not want to return to their own room without checking out mine first.

Sure enough, they want to make sure the monster is gone from the house before they are willing to go to sleep again. I cast Adam a look that he can easily interpret as ‘why’d you need to mention monsters to two five-year-olds?’

“Miss, you stay in here, and I’ll go make sure there are no bed-monsters anywhere,” he says in an apologetic tone.”

“But what if he came in here, Dad?” Ethan wants to know.

“Bed monsters never come into the dad’s bedroom. That’s why I know she’ll be safe in here,” he explains. “And if I come into your bedroom, any monsters who even thought about being there would all run away, so your room will be safe too.”

“How come the monster came into Miss’s room?” asks Evan.

“Because he thinks she should be sleeping in my bed too,” he says, looking over at me and smirking. “If she wants him to leave her alone all she has to do is come stay in my room.”

I scoff lightly. “That’s not even true, Adam! Don’t tease them or they’ll stay awake forever. We’ve got to have them up for our school tour tomorrow.”

“Did the monster show up because we’re about to start school?” Ethan asks, his bottom lip beginning to quiver.

I crouch down to give him a hug. “Don’t worry, kiddo, that monster was hardly even scary, and he promised me he would leave when I asked him to. I don’t think he’s anywhere in the house, and he won’t be coming back either. Don’t listen to your dad. He’s just trying to tease you, okay?”

“Is that true, Dad?”

Adam sighs. “Yeah. Yeah, she’s right. But it wasn’t really you I was trying to tease, son. I was really just trying to tease her. You guys are safe to go back to bed, but if you want, I’ll still check under all the beds just to be safe.”

He starts by checking under his own bed, and then he leads the boys out, stopping off in my bedroom before he leads them back to their own. I put my nightie back on and settle back into Adam’s bed, snuggling into the pillows, and I must have dozed off because the next thing I know I’m waking to the sound of his alarm and daylight is coming in through the window.

“What happened?” I mutter.

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