Up to heaven…
“What were you doing before you decided to apply for a nanny job?” I asked before my thoughts ran away with me. She had the perfect hourglass figure. The kind men masturbated to.
“Well,” she said, then paused to take a dainty sip of her wine before continuing, “I sold real estate.”
I imagined Ella showing male clients a house… while they admired her gorgeous ass. Jealousy speared through me, and I shook the negative feeling away. How stupid could I be? Jealous, when she wasn’t even mine, it was disconcerting. I’d never reacted in such a possessive way with any woman. Especially not with one I hadn’t even slept with.
When I found my ex-wife, Penelope, with another man, it hadn’t been jealousy that I felt. All I felt was red hot anger at the disrespect she had shown by bringing a man to our home. Our daughter was sleeping in the same house. The sheer audacity of it had shaken me. She had cared so little about me that she had brought a man to our home.
I brought my mind back to the present. “Did you like it?”
She shrugged. “It was a job and it got the bills paid.”
I suspected taking the nanny job was a way of getting her bills paid, but I had no problems with that. I respected people who worked hard and shouldered their responsibilities. I thought of Penelope. She didn’t work and relied on the alimony checks I sent for her upkeep.
“What do you do?” Ella asked.
“I’m an architect,” I said.
Then she asked the next question and I answered it. And so it continued. Talking to Ella seemed to be so easy. She laughed easily and I found myself looking for more ways to make her laugh. She was good company and she made me realize how much I had missed adult company at home. Time flew by and before I realized, it was nearly midnight.
She stood up unsteadily. “Oops… I’m not used to drinking so much wine.”
“Fortunately, your bed’s not too far.”
She giggled. “Yes, it’s just up the stairs, second room on the right.”
I felt my cock stir at the thought of her in her bed. “Third room,” I corrected.
She giggled again. “Is the second room yours?”
My eyes widened. “Yes.” For a second, I stared at her. I felt the kind of hunger I hadn’t experienced for a very, very long time. Then I realized where I was. Who she was. And I swallowed hard. “Come. Let me take you upstairs.”
I kept some distance between us, as I escorted her up the stairs to her room.
Outside her bedroom door, she turned to me and stepped closer. Her chest lightly touched against my chest.
I stopped breathing.
“I just want to say thank you for giving me a job,” she said, her voice slurring slightly. “I promise to take care of Molly as if she was my own.”
“I know you will,” I said softly.
“I’ll get that little girl out of her shell if it’s the last thing I do.”
“Thank you,” I murmured.
At this, she impulsively threw her hands around my neck.
I understood it wasn’t meant to be sexual, but of their own accord, my hands went around her small, perfect waist. She hugged me tighter. Her nipples were hard bullets against my chest. I needed to break the hug before I lost my mind.
I pulled back.
Ella raised her gaze to mine. As soon as I stared into her green eyes, blazing with passion, I was lost. She brought her mouth to mine and our lips touched. She opened her mouth and invited my tongue in. I tasted her sweet flavor and forgot everything. All the promises not to touch her—everything.
Maybe I could have stopped… before my hands cupped her curvy bottom. Then the ache in my cock overrode my common sense.
I wanted everything she had to offer. She smelled of flowers and sunshine. I wanted to taste every inch of her skin. I wanted to claim every part of her. All those months of being without a woman roared to life.
I lifted her and she wrapped her legs around my waist. I growled like a wild animal when her dripping wet pussy rubbed against my rock-hard cock.
“Mmmm,” Ella moaned.
My phone vibrated in my pocket and pulled me out of my trance.
An icy cold filled my stomach. With a jolt, I realized what I’d been doing. My hands were on the nanny’s ass and I was grinding into her pussy. Like a sick pervert. I went cold all over. Shame came over me.
She sensed a change and opened her eyes.
I carefully lowered her to the floor. I couldn’t meet her gaze. “I’m so sorry.”
She started to speak.
I raised a hand. “I promise it won’t happen again.” Then I turned abruptly and returned to the living room.
I couldn’t believe I’d allowed my carnal urges to take over. I’d taken advantage of a tipsy woman. Sweat gathered on my forehead. I’d have to look for another nanny. No way would Ella agree to continue working for me after this.
I fisted my hands and threw a punch in the air. How could I have messed up so badly? Losing control of my own body. That wasn’t me. Never in my whole life had I ever lost control.
Fuck!
Luke
As soon as I woke up, I remembered the firm flesh of her ass cheeks when I’d cupped them. Immediately, my already hard cock became painfully rigid. Not even the shame of what I had done could stop me from remembering.
The taste of her mouth had been exquisite. Like water to a man who’d been wandering in the desert for days. Without even seeing them, I knew without a doubt that she had big nipples. Nipples, I would have given my last cent to swirl around in my mouth and bite softly. I groaned with need.
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