The Unexpected Nanny - A Single Daddy-Nanny Short Romance

by Michelle Love

  I could be what he needed me to be. I knew I could. It was just an act. Sure, the physical aspects were real but everything we were doing were merely acts. So, I bit my lip then said, “I’ve been a very bad girl, Daddy. I’m sorry.”

  He smiled and said, “You lay over Daddy’s lap and let him show you what happens to little girls who don’t do as they’re told.”

  Not one to have ever thought a lot about erotic things like role playing and shit like that, I was surprised to find my stomach was feeling tight. I wanted to feel his hand as he spanked my ass. I did as he’d told me to, and laid my body over his lap and closed my eyes as my pussy went wet and I anticipated the first strike.

  With a swift smack, he said, “Count them out loud, Skye.”

  “One,” I said and found that hit hadn’t really hurt. He gave me another, and it stung a little. “Two.” The third one was right in the same place the other two had been, and it was beginning to really sting. “Three.” But I was also feeling something inside of my body too. I was feeling hot and sexy. When his palm landed hard on my ass again, tears suddenly sprang up. My voice cracked when I said, “Four.” But I wanted more. I couldn’t explain why I wanted more, but I did. I wanted him to keep doing it until I was crying hard. His hand came down again. “Five,” I croaked out.

  “That’s enough,” he said.

  “One more,” I cried.

  “Fuck, you’re fucking amazing, baby.”

  “I was bad, Daddy. One more.”

  “Shit!” he hissed. Then he gave me one more really hard one and a sob burst out of me.

  He pulled me up as he got up, wrapping me in his arms, hugging me tight and shushing me. “Shh, baby. It’s alright. Daddy’s not mad at you. You just had to learn, that’s all. Let Daddy fix you.”

  Aiden laid me down on the bed on my stomach as I continued to cry. But the crying was releasing shit inside me. I could tell it was. It was therapeutic it seemed.

  Soft touches moved over my throbbing ass. I felt the wetness of his mouth as he kissed me there. He parted my ass cheeks and ran his tongue over my asshole. A thing I didn’t know I’d like, but I did. My crying started to ease up as his tongue darted in and out of my asshole then his fingers moved around to massage my clit.

  Another orgasm was fast approaching, but he stopped before I could cum. Lifting me up, he pulled me back to my knees. My ass was up in the air, and he forced his hard cock into me with a swiftness that left me squealing from the pain it caused my now very sensitive tissues. “Aiden!”

  “Shh,” he said. “Head down.”

  I put my head on the bed, leaving my ass in the air. His strokes started slow and steady as he ran his hands over my sore ass. Every part of me was sore then. I had no idea how the morning would find me. Incapacitated, I expected!

  When he started raking his nails across my back and pounding me harder, he also added in, “You cum when I fucking tell you to our I’ll spank that ass again. You get me, baby?”

  “Yes, Master,” I answered him through gritted teeth. And I was shocked at how turned on I was.

  Though it seemed impossible, my body went white hot as he went on and on. I was dying to release my orgasm, but my ass was begging me not to as it still pulsed from the spanking. I cried when he finally shouted, “Cum!”

  Tears flowed as my body came completely undone. I was shaking like a leaf. I could literally take no more. He fell on the bed next to me, spent as well.

  With it all over and I knew it. I waited until I had caught my breath then I said in a soft voice, “And with that, I’ll leave you alone, Aiden. This was all a dream. Nothing really happened here. All a dream. A magical dream. And you never know when you’ll have another one.”

  I eased my pained body off his bed and heard his light snores as I left the room, locking the door behind me. I didn’t want Joy to accidentally stumble into his bedroom for some reason and find him in the state he was in.

  After a hot shower, I pulled on a nighty and slipped into my bed. I’d taken the baby monitor and put it on my nightstand so I could take any nighttime calls from Joy. Her daddy needed his rest after all.

  Chapter Seven

  Aiden

  I woke up with a smile on my face, knowing I should’ve felt guilty about what I’d done to Skye. She was a virgin for God’s sake!

  But I couldn’t feel that way. No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t feel like it had been a mistake. That was hands down the best sex I’d ever had!

  When I got up, I could barely walk. I hurt all over. The hot shower eased up the stiffness in muscles that had gone unused for far too long. And I was pretty set on keeping working those particular muscles out on a nightly basis. As long as Skye was still into it, that was.

  I had no idea if she’d be up for it anymore. But I had enough to get me going. The book ideas were flooding my mind as I showered that Sunday morning. Steamy sirens were the heroines in every one of them.

  Skye had no idea what she’d done for me. And I wasn’t about to leave her unrewarded for it. When I dressed and left my room, I found Joy had already gotten up as she wasn’t in her room. I went to Skye’s room and knocked then opened the door. So what if I caught her naked?

  But no one was in there, either. I went down stairs and heard them talking in the kitchen and smelled bacon cooking. My dick went hard for the woman again. A terrific night of sex, she got up with my kid on her day off mind you, and she was making bacon. She was a winner in my book.

  “Good morning, baby,” I said as I entered the kitchen and leveled my eyes on Skye. She gave me a smile that melted my underwear.

  “Good morning, Daddy,” Joy answered me.

  Then I felt a little odd about my greeting. I was talking to Skye, after all. “How was your night, pumpkin?” I asked Joy as I changed my demeanor into the fatherly style rather than the dude who’d hit that style.

  Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Skye start to bring that delicious smelling bacon to the table and couldn’t help the smile that formed as I saw her stop and stretch just a bit before she continued. Oh yeah, I had her where she could barely walk!

  Joy’s high pitched voice took my attention as she said, “My night was all right, Daddy. But Skye fell off her bed and her hips hurt today.”

  A laugh flew out of me, making my daughter give me a terrible look. “Oh, that’s not funny at all. Daddy should talk to your nanny about how badly she’s hurt, huh?”

  “Yes, you should!” Joy chastised me. “She can barely walk. You shoulda seen her comin’ down the stairs.”

  With Joy’s approval, I turned my attention to the one female in the room I wanted to gather up in my arms and cuddle up with. I turned to find Skye with her eyes cast down. “Here you go, Joy. Here’s the bacon and eggs I promised you. The toast is almost out of the toaster, honey bear.”

  Once she’d placed the plate on the table in front of Joy and my daughter took her fork and plowed into it, ignoring us, I took Skye’s hand and pulled her off to the pantry. “We should go over what groceries we need to buy. Do you mind helping me, Skye?”

  “Sure, I can help,” she said as she looked over her shoulder at Joy.

  I barely got her into the huge pantry, and the door shut behind us before I pulled her into my arms and planted a much-needed, good morning kiss on her sweet lips. “I’m sorry, you’re so sore, baby.”

  “I’ll be okay. It comes with the territory,” she said with a light laugh.

  My eyes held hers for one moment too long. I could see she felt a little uncomfortable. “Seriously, are you okay? I mean, mentally. I went a bit further than I ever meant to.”

  Her hand felt so good as she moved it up my arm and rested it on my cheek. “I’m more than okay, Aiden. But I’ll need a few days to recuperate from last night. I don’t want you to get worried it won’t happen again. I’m just really sore.”

  “You know, just because your sore doesn’t mean my naughty little nanny shouldn’t visit her master, Skye. I can
work out some of those tight muscles for you. I can treat you like a princess too. A hot bath, in my deep jetted tub. Me holding you, washing you, rubbing your aching muscles.” I had to stop talking and imagining that. I was getting a woody.

  Her dark eyes looked into mine with such worry, I hated to see it. “Your naughty little nanny?” she asked with a frown. “Aiden, I don’t know about this.”

  Oh, God no!

  “Listen, give this a month, and if we still find ourselves enjoying one another, then we can let this secret out. I swear it to you. Please, don’t stop, Skye.” My heart was pumping harder than it had last night. And that was amazing!

  “Aiden, my self-esteem may be too low to do this. I think we should…”

  That’s all I allowed her to say. I kissed her hard, to remind her of what we shared then I pulled away, quickly. “Just be quiet. Don’t say a word. Don’t ruin it. I’ve finally had a breakthrough. Please, don’t spoil it for me.”

  With a curt nod, she said, “I won’t spoil it then. I’ll be in your room tonight. If you need me.”

  I looked at her then sighed, “Baby, I need you like I need air to breathe. You have no idea.”

  The look she gave me had me worried. It was one of those looks that asked, are you for real?

  I didn’t know if I was for real or not. All I knew at that time is that if she told me to jump, then I’d say, how high. She already had me that wrapped around her little finger. And when her lips parted, I found even more of a reason to keep her, “Aiden, since we’re learning from each other here, I’d like to ask you if I can perform my first oral sex act on you tonight. I’m going to research how to give a great blowjob. Would that be okay to try?”

  “Oh, fuck me, Skye! You’re unbelievable!”

  “So, is that a yes?” she asked as if she needed to.

  “Yes.” I kissed her again. “A million times, yes!”

  Chapter Eight

  Skye

  With only three days to go until we met our one month anniversary and the date of coming out of the closet with what was now something we both considered to be a relationship, I found myself lying face down on my bed after a long night of wild sex.

  To be able to stay in Aiden’s bed and wake up next to him was a thing I was dreaming about. To hold his hand while we watched cartoons with Joy was like a fantasy to me.

  We’d steal a kiss here and there. Cop a feel when Joy’s attention was elsewhere. But other than that, it was just the nights when we could be real with one another.

  I understood his concerns about his daughter. Hell, I had the same concerns. He’d confided in me about how he’d been in his marriage to Joy’s mother. He closed himself off. Shut out her and their baby so he could devote his full attention to writing. And he was a spectacular writer.

  Aiden Cooper hit the New York Times Best Sellers list not once but three times before his wife died. I knew he could do it again. And with my help he was telling me that he was better than he’d ever been.

  I wanted a peek at the manuscript he’d work on ten hours each weekday. Weekends he devoted himself to us. I was always included in his plans with Joy.

  Aiden told me I’d made a remarkable change in his daughter. Her shyness with others had virtually disappeared. She was playing with other kids when we took her to the playground, a thing he said she’d never done before.

  He even filled the swimming pool up and was letting me teach her how to swim. She hadn’t got past the stage where she was wearing floaties, but she was making rapid progress. Joy loved showing her daddy how much she’d learned each day when he was through with his work. Things were going better than I expected.

  A tap at my bedroom door had me rolling over, rubbing my tired eyes and saying, “Who is it?”

  “Aiden. Can I come in?”

  “Of course,” I said then sat up in my bed, smoothing out my disheveled hair.

  There was something wrong. I could tell it right away. His eyes were drooping at the corners. His mouth was turned down in a frown. And his hands were shaking.

  “Joy, my brother called me early this morning.” He stopped and looked at me with pain in his eyes. “I told him about you and me. And he was…” He just stopped talking as he fidgeted.

  “Aiden, just spit it out.”

  “He reminded me that I’m not as anonymous as most people. The fact is when I put out this new book then I’ll be going on book tours and doing talk shows. And if I’m asked about who you are, and I tell them about you being my kid’s nanny then how will that look? And the worst part is that Joy will know what I’ve done too.”

  “We’re three damn days away from coming out with this. You and I will be legit before the book comes out. I don’t’ see a problem.” I was shaking with fear that he was about to tell me we were over.

  “Look, I know you might not understand. I don’t really understand it all myself. But my brother pointed out that people will ask how we got together and what am I supposed to say when I’m asked that?” He looked confused and genuinely upset, but I was getting pissed.

  “Who the fuck cares what you fucking tell them? We met in a toy store where I worked. No one needs to know any more than that. Christ, Aiden! Just tell me it’s over already!”

  “No, that’s not what I want. Can’t we just keep things as they are?”

  My heart stopped. I quit breathing. “No.”

  Taking my face in his hands, he kissed my lips with a light kiss. “Please.”

  “No, Aiden. We come out with this, or we stop it.” I was adamant. The hiding was fun at first, but it was getting old and quickly.

  “You can’t stop it any more than I can, Skye. Be honest with yourself,” he said as he stroked my cheek with his fingertips.

  “Me? I am being honest with myself. Why don’t you try doing that. I know it’s all still an act to you now. I thought we were getting past the sex act and into the real stuff. I was wrong. You want to play like we’re a couple at night after your daughter goes to sleep. But you don’t want it to be real. You’re still closing yourself off.”

  “I am not!” he said with sudden indignation. “I’ve given more of myself to you than I’ve ever given anyone.”

  “Wrong,” I said as I shook my head. “You gave Tanya your last name. You gave her the honor of being married to you. I’ve been better to you than she ever was. At least that’s what you’ve told me. And for that, I get diddly squat? No thank you.”

  “How will Joy react to us suddenly being a real couple. Kissing, touching? Think about it. She’ll be so confused,” he said then got up and began pacing as he threw his hands up in the air. “You want me to put my kid in that kind of an emotional bind? That’s pretty fucking selfish of you, Skye. I didn’t think you were that kind of woman. The kind who’d put your feelings above an innocent child’s.”

  “You cannot make me feel guilty over wanting to be your real girlfriend. Joy will accept things. Kids are more adaptable than grownups are. Just look at all I’ve done with her. You had her shy, and I easily got her out of that bubble. She’ll be happy that we’re happy and she finally has a real family.”

  When his eyes went narrow, and he glared at me, I felt the chill go straight to my heart as he said, “You’re not her mother.”

  I narrowed mine right back at him as I reminded him of something, “And neither are you. She has no mother. And I’m the next best thing. Do you ever think about how growing up with no mom will affect her?”

  “She has you as a nanny. That should be enough. And she has a father who’s better than most.” He turned around and walked toward the door. “I want things to keep going the way they are. So, this is settled. Come to my room anytime you want. But keep our private affairs private.” And with that, he left my bedroom and me the maddest I’d ever been.

  With it being Sunday and my day off, I hurried to shower and get dressed then hauled ass out of that house. I was set on not coming back until late that night.

  “Skye!” I hea
rd him calling out to me as I opened the door between the kitchen and the garage. “Where’re you going?”

  “Away!” I said then got into the Range Rover.

  He got to the car door before I could close it. Grabbing it, he held it. “Are you quitting?”

  “Not as Joy’s nanny, I’m not. I’d never leave her. You, though. Yes, I’m quitting you. You see, I have a little secret I haven’t told you. When I was eighteen, I was a stripper for three months. My mother and father went AWOL on me, and I had to pay the rent to keep the roof over my head. I had no idea how to get money quick, and I found myself walking down the street to a strip club.”

  “A virgin stripper,” he said with a laugh. “Do you really expect me to buy that load of horse shit?”

  “Buy it or don’t. I don’t give a flying rat’s ass. Anyway, I danced and took my clothes off for money. I wasn’t like the other strippers who got drunk or high. I did it all completely sober. And it sank in that I was degrading myself. Money or no money, I was using my body in a way that wasn’t healthy. And I made myself a promise that I’d never do that to myself again.”

  “What does that have to do with me?” he asked as he looked as if he saw no parallels.

  “I’ll let you figure that out, Aiden. You’re a smart man. Think on it for a bit. I’ll be back late tonight. Like I said, I’ll never quit on Joy. I love her like she was my own. And there’s really nothing you can do to change how I feel about her. But you’ve certainly changed how I feel about you. I love you, Aiden. We both say it every night, and I know it’s meant to be an act. But I love you for real. And I was a fool, but I thought you loved me too. Now let the fucking door go so I can leave.”

  He batted his big blue eyes at me as he said, “I don’t want you to go. I feel like things will be different if I let you go, Skye. I don’t want things to be different. I just want things to stay the way we have them, that’s all.”