THE NANNY (A BILLIONAIRE BWWM ROMANCE)

by King, Imani

  No, he’d have to stay here, at least for the boys. It’d be tough seeing Trisha and thinking about every single excruciatingly sexy moment they’d shared. How would he be able to look into those deep brown eyes without wanting to rip her clothes off one more time ?

  Trisha was gorgeous, even more so when he’d taken her to bed… and holding her in his arms had given him the best sleep he’d gotten in months .

  All he could think about was Trisha. He faked his way through the meetings, nodding and agreeing to whatever was discussed. He may have been in the office but he sure as hell wasn’t present .

  The day dragged on and on. More often than not, he found himself staring at the clock and watching the hands tick around. Each second seemed to take a minute, each minute taking an hour. He’d even started to wonder if the day would ever end .

  By the time he headed back to the villa that night, he felt like the entire week might’ve gone by .

  He thought the villa was empty when he walked in. For a brief moment, he thought Trisha might’ve packed the boys up and gone home. Then he heard shouts and laughter drifting up from the beach .

  He set down his briefcase, then crossed the living room to stand out on the porch. His breath caught in his throat as he stared out. Alexander and Duncan were out there, running around and playing in the surf .

  But that wasn’t what caught his attention .

  Trisha was out there with them in a sexy little bikini. From the back deck he could see her dark skin glistening with water. Seeing her out there, running around and splashing with the boys…. All Jonathan could do was stand there and stare .

  He wanted to just go out there and wrap his arms around her, but he was stuck and rooted in place. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Declan jump onto Alexander’s back and pull him down into an oncoming wave, both of them coming up sputtering after .

  His gaze was locked immediately back onto Trisha, watching as she laughed and shook her head at the boys. As the boys splashed each other again, she turned and looked back at the villa, locking eyes with Jonathan. Neither moved for a moment, until Trisha shouted something to the boys and turned to walk up the beach toward Jonathan .

  His heart pounded faster with each step she took. He wanted to turn and flee, but he was helpless. Besides, it’d be a little obvious if he ran away now. He just had to suck it up and deal with whatever came his way .

  “How was work?” she asked as she walked up the steps .

  Jonathan shrugged, tearing his eyes away from her to look out at the ocean. “Worse than you could ever imagine. I can’t wait to be finished with these meetings .”

  “The boys can’t either. You know, it’s still early. Why don’t you change and go spend some time with them before dinner? I’m sure they’d love to see you .”

  “That sounds like a good idea.” He grinned at Trisha. Playing with the boys would be a great way to get his mind off the smoking hot nanny .

  So that’s exactly what he did. He went inside and changed into a pair of swim shorts, then headed back out. Trisha was sitting on the balcony, sipping a glass of wine while he went out to play with the boys. At least now he wouldn’t be staring at her the entire time .

  As he splashed around with the boys, everything seemed to fade away. It’d been too long since he’d done something like this with them. They’d done little things together at home, like going to a movie or mini-golf or something, but this was different .

  It was a good bonding experience .

  That’s when he knew everything would be all right. No matter what happened with work, no matter what happened with Trisha, as long as he had his boys, everything would work out in the end .

  When the sun began to set, the three of them headed back up to the villa. With Alexander at his side and Declan riding piggy back, he walked inside to find Trisha in the kitchen cooking dinner. She still had her bikini top but she’d pulled on a pair of shorts as well .

  “You didn’t have to do that.” Jonathan said as he set Declan down. “You’re not here to be our cook .”

  Trisha shrugged and smiled. “It’s no big deal. I was in the mood to cook tonight !”

  “Do we have time to wash off before dinner ?”

  Trisha nodded. “Don’t take long though! Dinner will be ready in about half an hour .”

  Jonathan opted for a cold shower to help get himself under control. He was definitely going to need it if Trisha was going to keep wearing that bikini during dinner .

  Not that he’d try to stop her. This was her vacation too. She deserved a chance to relax, and he wasn’t going to complain about the view …

  When he came out of the bedroom feeling refreshed, Trisha was just putting the food on the table. “Anything I can help with?” he asked .

  “Can you get silverware out ?”

  “Sure!”

  Dinner was ready and the table was set and the boys still hadn’t reappeared. Jonathan frowned at their bedroom door, wondering what was taking them so long. Trisha stood to check on them, but Jonathan shook his head .

  “You sit and relax. I’ll go get them .”

  Trisha look surprised, but took a seat at the table nonetheless as he made his way upstairs. Jonathan could hear the boys talking and laughing inside their bedroom. He knocked on the door and the room went silent .

  “Yeah?” Alexander finally shouted .

  “Finish up in there. Dinner’s ready .”

  “Okay!” he shouted again .

  Jonathan rolled his eyes. Letting those two hide behind a closed door almost always led to shenanigans. He wondered what they were talking about .

  “Everything okay?” Trisha asked when he walked out of the bedroom .

  “Yup!” He smiled at her. “Just the boys being boys. They’ll be down in a minute .”

  Trisha laughed and nodded. “They’re both good kids though. And good brothers. Alexander has been a huge help with Declan .”

  “He hasn’t been giving you too much trouble, has he?” Declan could be a real handful when he wanted to .

  “Oh no! He’s just a good old fashioned eight-year-old, you know ?”

  The two of them laughed. Jonathan knew exactly what she meant. He loved both of his sons dearly, but there were moments when he just wanted to stick his head in the sand and disappear .

  A few minutes later, the boys finally emerged from their room, their short hair still wet. They grinned and laughed at some inside joke neither of the adults probably would’ve understood even if they’d asked .

  “About time you two showed up,” Jonathan said, eying the two of them .

  “Sorry. Declan hogged all the hot water,” Alexander said, gently shoving his brother .

  Declan stuck his tongue out and pushed Alexander back .

  “Okay, okay,” Jonathan said, holding his hands up. “Let’s just eat. Trisha prepared a wonderful meal for us, so no arguing at dinner .”

  “Sorry,” both boys chorused at once .

  The rest of dinner went by without incident. Trisha had prepared a delicious lasagna that was to die for. She must’ve gone shopping while Jonathan had been at work, since she even had fresh bread and a salad to go along with dinner .

  “That really was amazing,” he told her as they cleaned up. “I didn’t know you could cook like that .”

  Trisha shrugged, her face flushing. “It was nothing, really. Gretta could out cook me any day .”

  “Gretta could out cook anyone!” Jonathan said with a laugh. “But this is still the best damn lasagna I’ve ever had .”

  Once the dishes were done, Jonathan went over and sat on the couch next to the boys. “Going to watch a movie with us?” he asked, looking over at Trisha .

  “Oh, I don’t think so. I’m getting pretty tired .”

  “Aww come on! Please watch with us!” Declan said, pouting at Trisha. “Pleaseee !”

  “Well, how can I say no to that ?”

  Jonathan chuckled. There wasn’t much use arguin
g with Declan once he set his mind on something. The kid was like a terrier, not willing to give up without a hell of a fight. Trisha probably saved herself a good bit of headache by just agreeing .

  Declan moved over on the couch, forcing Alexander even closer to Jonathan. Then Declan looked up at Trisha and grinned at her until she sat down next to him. He passed Alexander the remote and let the two boys decide what to watch .

  After a minute of arguing, which earned both of them a stern look from Trisha and Jonathan, they finally settled on a superhero movie. Apparently Trish wasn’t the only who was tired, because two thirds of the way through the movie Alexander was leaning against his father, barely keeping his eyes open .

  When Jonathan looked over at Declan, he saw the smaller boy leaning against Trisha, her arm around him as he slept. He smiled at the sight, his heart swelling as he watched the two of them .

  For the first time in years, he felt like he had a complete family, and that scared him. He liked Trisha, but was he ready for this kind of commitment? No one would ever be able to replace Alexander and Declan’s mother, but if he started to get serious with Trisha, would they feel like he was trying to ?

  When the movie ended, Jonathan sent Alexander to bed, the boy wobbling on his feet as he walked. Then, carefully, he carried Declan into the bedroom and laid him down .

  Trisha was cleaning up a few things the boys had left out when he returned. For a moment, he just stood there and watched her. “I think we should go for another walk…” he said, the words leaving his mouth before he could process them .

  She looked up at him, a surprised look on her face. Then she frowned .

  “I mean, you don’t have to, if you’re too tired.” He wanted to give her an out so she wouldn’t have to come up with some other excuse to turn him down .

  “N..no. I… I’d love to.” She said at last, a shaking smile forming .

  The two of them walked along the beach in silence, the crashing waves the only sound for what seemed like miles. There were other villas along this strip of beach, but they were spread out and the few they passed were quiet. It was like they were on their own private beach .

  Trish was the first one to break the silence. “I’m sorry about last night,” she said, her voice low .

  He turned and blinked at her. What was she sorry for? She hadn’t done anything wrong. Far from in, it fact. She’d done everything right last night .

  “For what ?”

  “For… for coming on to you. For not being able to control myself. I’ll understand if you want to find another nanny when we get back to Atlanta, but I want you to know… I didn’t do this for the job. I just wanted… you … a little more than I should .”

  Jonathan stopped walking, grabbed Trisha’s arm, and pulled her to stand right in front of him. He waited until Trisha looked up at him, their eyes locking in the moonlight. If he wasn’t careful, he could easily see himself getting lost in those eyes .

  “You don’t have anything to be sorry about. You didn’t do anything wrong …”

  “You’re my boss! I shouldn’t have slept with you.” She broke free from Jonathan’s grasp and turned around, facing away from him. Her shoulders shook slightly, and Jonathan knew she was fighting back tears .

  He stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her tight again him. “Please don’t cry. I mean what I said. You didn’t do anything wrong, Trisha. Everything that happened last night. I never should’ve pushed you like that .”

  “You didn’t push me !”

  “Then why are you crying?” He hated seeing her like this. It was as if he was being stabbed straight in the chest .

  “I… I’m not,” she said stubbornly. “I just… I love this job. I love taking care of those boys. I don’t want to leave them .”

  “You don’t have to leave them. They boys love you, too. A blind man could see that. We can forget last night ever happened. It never has to happen again .”

  He wouldn’t push her into this if it wasn’t something she wanted. She was a really great woman, one he enjoyed having around. He wanted to her to stay, even if it was just as their nanny and nothing more .

  “But I want it to happen again!” She pulled Jonathan’s arms off her and walked a few feet away, staring out at the ocean .

  Now Jonathan was really confused. If she wanted everything that happened last night, why was she crying? Why was she so upset ?

  “Sometimes… when I was growing up… my mother had to do things to keep food on the table. I saw the kind of men she brought home. She did what she had to do .”

  “I don’t understand …”

  “I promised myself I’ve never let that happen to me. I’d never use my body to get ahead in life .”

  “Jonathan walked over to her and put his hands on her shoulders, gently kneading the muscles. He could feel the tension in her body “I would never ask that of you. What we did… we both wanted it to happen .”

  In response, Trisha turned and stared into Jonathan’s eyes. Then, she stood on her toes and pressed her lips to his. It took all of Jonathan’s will power not to untie her bikini top and strip her nude right there on the beach. All of her hesitation seemed to have vanished as she tried to touch every inch of Jonathan’s body .

  After a few moments, he broke the kiss. “Follow me .”

  Trisha nodded and let him lead her back up the beach. The two of them practically ran back. Jonathan’s heart pounded and not from the exercise. Just the thought of Trisha in his bed again had his cock rock hard .

  He couldn’t wait to fuck her again .

  The moment his bedroom door shut, he pulled her into his arms again. This time, he didn’t hesitate to untie her bikini top and let it drop to the floor. Within seconds the rest of their clothes were on the floor as well. Trisha shivered in his arms as his hard cock pressed against her. He broke their kiss and moved to kiss along her neck, loving the feeling of her quaking where she stood. He couldn’t wait to feel her shake as she came beneath him .

  Already she was breathless and they’d barely begun .

  “Are you ready?” he asked. When she nodded, he led her to the bed and carefully laid her down with her beautiful legs spread wide. Once he’d decided he’d teased her enough, he started kissing his way up her body, taking his sweet time .

  The sound of Trisha gasping and moaning was music to his ears. Having her squirm and beg was just the icing on the top .

  He was too horny for much foreplay, but a little bit would make it so much better when he finally let her come. She needed to be right at the edge, begging to come, before he’d finally give in. Having a horny woman begging to be fucked was just what he wanted .

  Especially when she was as gorgeous as Trisha .

  Jonathan loved everything about her body. From her curvy him to her full breasts to her mocha skin. There wasn’t a single thing he’d change about her. She was the perfect woman in every single way .

  “God, Jonathan…” Her voice came between gasps. Her chest rose and fell quicker and quicker each time he pressed his lips to her bare skin. “Please…. God …”

  Gently, Jonathan bit down on one of her nipples. “Not just yet,” he growled, then went back to kissing around her chest. Once he reached the other breast, he nibbled on her nipple just enough to make her moan .

  It didn’t take long before Trisha was whimpering beneath him. More than once she tried to put a hand between her legs, but Jonathan always pushed it away. He wasn’t going to have her ruin his fun by fingering herself .

  Oh no, he was going to make her beg to be fucked, beg for that release .

  By the time he reached her lips again, Trisha had her hands balled into the bedsheets. When they started to kiss again, she wrapped her arms around him and pulled tight, not letting go of him for anything .

  Their tongues dueled together as they kissed harder than ever. Jonathan’s cock was throbbing now, just waiting for its own sweet release. He wouldn’t be able to hol
d out much longer, but right now, he was thoroughly enjoying Trisha’s need to touch him .

  He knew exactly what she wanted but he wasn’t ready to give it to her. Not just yet .

  Pushing his hips forward, Jonathan rubbed his cock against her slit. Trisha gasped and moaned into his mouth as they continued kissing. When he reached between them and rubbed her clit, Trisha gasped again .

  The longer he teased her, the closer to the edge she got. God, he loved making her moan and squirm like this. When he finally gave in to her pleading and slipped two fingers into her, Trisha thrashed against the bed. Then she wrapped her arms around Jonathan, her nails digging into him .

  As his fingers slid in and out of her, her fingers clawed his back. He knew there would be marks in the morning, but he didn’t care. He just wanted to feel Trisha come again, wanted to give her pleasure that no one else could .

  Seconds turned to minutes as time stretched on. Jonathan kept his lips firmly against Trisha’s, doing his best to muffle her moans. He didn’t need her waking of the boys and ruining their night when they’d barely gotten started .

  Then, she was there. Her hips thrust off the bed, her body shaking even more than before. Her arms tightened around him, pulling him against her chest. If he hadn’t kept kissing her, she’d have moaned loud enough for their neighbors to hear .

  He kept fingering her, faster now, stoking that burning fire inside her. Feeling her come beneath him nearly made him lose control, but he managed to keep a lid on things. There was no way he was going to let himself come that easily .

  Oh no. He still had many plans for the rest of the night !

  As Trisha came down from her high, Jonathan slowed his fingers, but didn’t stop completely. Her aftershocks of pleasure were too enjoyable to completely stop teasing her. But, after a few moments, she gently pushed him away as she slumped back onto the bed, trying to catch her breath .

  Jonathan leaned in and kissed her on the check, then smiled down at her .

  “Amazing,” Trisha said between gasps for air. “Are you gonna fuck me now or what ?”

  “Tsk tsk. In such a hurry, are you?” He kissed her again. “We’re going to have to work on your patience a little …”