“Please what?”
“Please, eat me out.” My voice trembled with desire.
He pushed my bikini bottom to the side and his tongue snuck in.
My knees became like water as his tongue probed my folds. Holding on tightly to his shoulders, I parted my legs even further and pushed my hips upwards to give him better access. My whole body trembled as he gave a long agonizing sweep from one end of my folds to the other.
He licked, nipped, and tongued me with the abandonment of a man who loved eating pussy. I ground my hips against him. His tongue found my clit and teased it mercilessly until my eyes rolled into my head. I bit my lip so hard… I tasted blood.
He couldn’t stop now, could he?
While teasing my clit, he inserted a finger, then another. I lost it. I gripped his head as he pumped his fingers in and out. I tried to fight the orgasm building up inside me. I didn’t want to come. Not so soon. But it had been too long. My breath came out in gasps as the orgasm worked its way from my stomach, lifting me and then exploding.
Juices flooded his mouth. My body shook and clenched and he continued lapping it up. Until it was all over and I sagged over him. Only then, did he stop and drop his head. Like a boy who’d been caught stealing.
I wanted to reassure him that it was okay. I had wanted it. Been desperate for it. “Luke?”
He swiped at his mouth with the back of his hand and looked up at me. His expression, unreadable. He got to his feet with his hands clenched by his sides.
I took a step back.
“I’m sorry,” he said quietly while sounding controlled, but it remained clear that he was furious with himself. “I can’t understand why I keep losing control around you. You’re my child’s nanny. She likes you. You might be the one person who can bring her out of her shell. I won’t be so selfish again. I won’t be so weak.”
Before I could react, he strode out, leaving me standing in the changing room, half-naked. My hands trembled as I clipped my bikini top back on. No one had ever spoken to me like that. No one.
I took a shower in the changing room and as the water cascaded down my body, it washed away the confusion and if I was honest, anger. I could understand Luke, but I hated the feeling of being cast into the role of Jezebel, leading him astray. We stayed out of each other’s way the rest of the day.
Dinner was a stilted affair, and afterwards, I took Molly to bed and retreated to my room. I plopped on the bed and turned on my cell phone.
“Where have you been, I’ve been trying to call you!” Ruby said by way of greeting.
I let out a great big sigh. “Working and more.”
“I want the more part,” she said gleefully.
I laughed. I told her all of it. She gasped when I described the size of Luke’s cock. “Anyway, I’m tired of him blowing hot and cold.”
“Didn’t you tell me that his wife left him for another man?”
“There’s no accounting for taste,” I said. “If I ever meet that woman, I would have one question I’d want an answer to. Why?” Luke had strung my body like an instrument, knowing where to apply pressure and where not to. Good, unselfish lovers were hard to find. How could she let him go? If Luke were mine, nothing would make me give him up.
I startled myself with this thought. It would be foolish and dangerous to think like that. Luke was not mine and I didn’t want him to be mine. And by the sound of it, he didn’t want to be mine either. This kind of thinking would only bring heartbreak.
“Are you there?” Ruby asked,
Her voice jolted me back to the conversation. “Yes, I’m here.”
“So someone who had been betrayed by their wife will be careful about any future relationships,” Ruby went on, sounding wiser than her experiences.
“After Stan, I don’t want a relationship. I just want to have fun,” I said.
“He doesn’t know that you don’t want a relationship.”
I sat up straighter as what Ruby was saying started to make sense. “You mean he’s frightened?”
“Exactly. He’s frightened of being hurt again,” Ruby said.
“Well in that case, I’ll have to let him know that the only thing I want is his hot body.”
Ruby giggled. “God, how can you be so direct?”
“Easy, I open my mouth and the words just pour out.”
Luke
I’d been staring at my laptop in the library for hours without making progress. I’d requested a sandwich to be brought to the library for my dinner. Anything… to avoid seeing Ella.
It seemed as if every time I saw Ella, something in me went off and I became an uncontrollable Neanderthal that couldn’t contain his horniness.
Darkness had set in and I flicked the lights on. I should have been thinking about the elevation for an art house project my company was working on. Instead, all I could think of was Ella. All the blood in my body immediately rushed down to my dick. Ever since she came to live in this house, it seemed as if I had a permanent hard on which was becoming painful and unwelcome.
I ached to have her hand stroke my cock again. I couldn’t forget the softness of her body and how responsive she was to my touch. I wrestled with myself moving from one decision to another. She was my employee and if we started a relationship, it would ruin everything.
Women were trouble. This I knew for a fact. But then another voice reminded me... I wasn’t looking for marriage. Just sex. And everything Ella did seemed to suggest she was looking for the same. Just sex. What if we just had
