THE NANNY (A BILLIONAIRE BWWM ROMANCE)

by King, Imani

  “Blaize, I’m sorry. I had no idea. I just assumed you were born into a life of wealth and leisure. I hope you can forgive me .”

  “Chelsea, you have nothing to apologize for. You were being neither rude nor insensitive; just human. It’s human to presume certain things about people. Perhaps if I didn’t act like such an arrogant rich prick, you would have thought better of me .”

  What happened next caught me completely off guard and immediately made me sorry I hadn’t humbly shared my orphan childhood story with more women. Chelsea was overcome with emotion; emotion so profound that it quickly morphed from a sweet nurturing tenderness into a raw heated desire. Her soft sympathetic kiss became lustful and insatiable. She crawled onto my lap and pinned me on the piano bench between her sizzling hot body and the instrument’s 88 keys .

  I slid the straps of her red satin dress down off of her smooth shoulders and caressed her stunning ample breasts as they gradually became revealed. They were truly mouth-watering, commanding me to take them into my lips and tease her nipples with my tongue. Chelsea unbuttoned my shirt and trailed her hot playful tongue all the way down to my navel and into the waistband of my trousers. She gave the long, hard outline in my pants a hungry squeeze of her hand, before undoing the clasp and zipper and finally releasing my raging hard-on .

  Chelsea eagerly knelt down between my legs and took my aching cock and balls in hand. Then, she slipped her moist red lips over my throbbing member and sucked me slowly and teasingly, driving me absolutely and totally insane with pleasure. She rolled the tip of her tempting tongue around the tender ridge of my knob over and over, actually causing my legs to go weak. I lurched back into the hardness of the piano keyboard and hit my head on the lid .

  “Fuck Chelsea! Oh my god…...fuck you’re incredible!” She alternated back and forth between licks and sucks and quickened the pace of her hand around my shaft. I groaned and panted with sheer pleasure, practically pulling the tresses of her hair out of her adorable head with my fingers .

  She looked up at me from the floor, with her dark sultry eyes, smiling wickedly with her mouth full of my cock. She tightened her grip of her lips pulling hard from base to swollen head with each stroke. Chelsea sucked me with complete and utter abandon, moaning and whimpering with ecstasy as she relished and feasted on my dick .

  She drew me to the edge over and over, milking me with her talented mouth, until she was ready to allow my release .

  “Oh fuck Chelsea, I’ve fucking gotta come now !”

  She took mercy on me with unspoken consent. I let out a deep groan, as I came in her hot pretty little mouth. My dick exploded in powerful bursts, triggering a pulsating flood of my warm cream. She swallowed all that I gave her and gently continued licking and lapping up my cum, while I moaned. No woman had ever possessed me like that. I needed to retaliate .

  Reaching down and around to her fine round bottom, I slipped my fingers beneath the tiny strip of thong panties between her legs and probed her wet soft folds intent on making her come with her head in my lap. Chelsea swiveled her shapely hips around in delight as I pleasured her waiting clit. My fingers worked their magic relentlessly on her frenzied little perfect pussy. She squealed and panted my name as I watched her come repeatedly for me .

  “Blaize! Oh my god Blaize !

  Chelsea’s body went limp across my legs .

  I gathered her up into my arms and slowly raised myself from the bench so as not to bang my head again. Unfortunately, as I did so, my pants slipped down around my ankles .

  “Great! Now my legs are roped together like a damn rodeo calf !”

  With severely restricted movement, I carefully shuffled us across the salon and into my bedroom. Chelsea laughed uncontrollably into my shoulder. I thought about how much fun she was to be with. I dropped her onto my bed and fell on top of her as I tried to gracefully remove my pants. We both laughed ourselves into a deep intense kiss .

  Slowly and purposefully, I removed Chelsea’s dress and then her panties. Raising up to kneel on the bed, I stopped for a minute to once again drink in the full scope of her remarkable beauty. I ran both of my hands over the entire length of her delectable body, from her dainty feet on up to her graceful collarbone, attempting to memorize every inch of her. She purred as my fingertips tickled her luxurious curves .

  Her long silky brown legs dropped open, waiting for me to pleasure the pink slice of heaven between them. I held her inner thighs further apart with my hands and positioned myself in the center .

  “There’s no escaping it now. I’m finally going to fuck you in my bed, Ms. Dixon ..”

  “Escape? Who wants to escape, you silly French fool !”

  “I’ve just got to taste that delicious sweet cream pie of yours again first, if you don’t mind .”

  “I saved a big juicy piece just for you, Mr. Simon .”

  I loved how Chelsea tasted. She was truly as sweet and creamy as her confections. Her sensuous hips gyrated to the rhythm of my heated tongue. I relentlessly sucked that woman’s clit while she raked and clawed her fingers into my scalp .

  “Fuck me now, Blaize !”

  “Are you…” I hesitated .

  “Don’t worry, I can’t get pregnant,” she replied, her smile turning a bit quizzical… “And you …”

  “Clean as a whistle …”

  “Then stop talking,” she whispered .

  I grabbed her calves, pulled her toward me, and angled her ass in the air. I took my pulsating cock in hand and deftly slid it into her engorged soft slit. She was slick and buttery, tight and warm. I drove myself into her slowly, deliberately and deeply while she pulled me in with her welcoming entwined legs .

  Each thrust became harder and faster, building into a swift maddening rhythm while Chelsea’s hips rocked uncontrollably. She held onto my wrists and dug her nails into my skin so hard she drew small droplets of blood. I reached for a necktie on my nightstand and gestured for permission to bind her wrists .

  “Are you okay with this ?”

  “Go ahead. I trust you, Blaize .”

  I lightly wrapped her wrists with the silk tie and anchored her to the headboard. I shoved my slick glistening cock back in and resumed plowing my captive lover with a new sense of devilish purpose .

  Now, with no physical way of buffering the power of my fucking loins, Chelsea’s sexual pleasure was clearly heightened dramatically. Her hips bucked so wildly I was forced to seize her shoulders in order to steady myself. I could barely stay inside of her as her body quaked with the intensity of her orgasms .

  She completely unraveled as I began to come, arching and heaving her body upward in an attempt to break loose from her bondage .

  “Blaize, oh my god Blaize! Please! I can’t take anymore !”

  With three final deliberate stabs, I let out a low groan as I released the remainder of my load into Chelsea’s exhausted body .

  24

  Chelsea

  T iffany grilled me like a mother. Standing in the kitchen, wearing an apron, and waving her pointer finger at me, she even looked my mother !

  “Noon! You’re dragging your sorry ass home at noon ?!”

  “I know……..I know. Thanks for doing all the baking this morning, Tiff. You’re a true friend .”

  I went up to Tiffany, squeezed her round face in my hands and gave her a big thank you kiss on the cheek .

  “I’m glad you realize that! That must have been some date, that’s all I gotta say !”

  “Really? That’s all you’ve gotta say? I find that impossible to believe .”

  “Well, all right. You got me there. I’ve got plenty more to say! What all went on? Or is it all x-rated?” Tiffany let loose her most mischievous laugh .

  “I have to admit, it’s pretty x-rated alright. I lost track of how many times we had sex last night. It was like, maybe 6 or 7 times! Have you ever been tied up to a headboard ?”

  Tiffany gave me her famous wide-eyed, open mouthed, just-seen-a-ghost look .
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  “Chelsea! 6 or 7 times?! Holy shit, girlfriend! Do not let this man get away! Do you hear me? I repeat! Do not let this man get away !”

  “It was incredible, Tiff. That’s why I didn’t get home sooner .”

  “Why? Because you couldn’t walk?!! Oh my god! Or was it because he refused to unchain you from the bed?” More of her devilish laugher followed .

  “Okay, okay. Very funny. Let me get out of this dress and into my baking clothes and I’ll join you in about 10 minutes .”

  “Actually, I baked a ton of stuff made this morning. Instead, I was hoping we could take a couple of hours to look at some business buildings that I saw for sale .”

  “Business buildings for sale? Why ?”

  “Well……….you are going be getting enough money from your wedding contract to buy a building. Rolande said it would be better to buy our own rather than lease and be at the mercy of a greedy landlord .”

  “Oh yeah. The wedding contract. I feel weird about that; being paid for helping Blaize. It’s so unromantic .”

  “That’s because it’s a business deal. Business deals are not typically known for their romance. You need to draw a very distinct line between business and pleasure with that man .”

  “Hold that thought. I gotta get out of this outfit if you expect me to forget about all the pleasure he gave me in the last 18 hours. It’s got a few weird stains …….”

  “You’re killing me! Go change already! Actually, we both need to change clothes. We need to put on some casual business clothes. The kind women wear when they’re shopping for a casual business building .”

  Fifteen minutes later, we were in Tiffany’s minivan, heading up Pacific Avenue. Her van was old and ugly but it was the perfect size for economically transporting our goodies. We talked about buying something new eventually; something we could proudly put our name and logo on. Tiff reminded me that the marriage contract money would allow us to do that even sooner .

  “Oh wow! I just thought of something. Am I being presumptuous Chelsea? I mean, we never really talked about that million dollars. I just assumed you’d invest it in the business …….”

  “No! Tiffany, you’re not being presumptuous at all. You’re absolutely correct. You know me too well. French Chocolate has always been OUR dream. And it still is .”

  “Well, I didn’t want to assume anything, you know. I mean, I also assumed you would never be a willing sexual bondage participant too, but I was sure wrong about that! Now wasn’t I?! HA !!”

  We spent a couple of hours driving around Santa Monica and Venice, looking at the buildings on Tiffany’s list. We wanted to open our pastry store in an upscale area, where we were already successfully making a name for ourselves. Obviously, we needed to be someplace where people could afford to pay a premium price for fine desserts .

  “So when do you anticipate getting the money, Chelsea? Have you guys set a date for your fraudulent nuptials yet ?”

  “Blaize is wanting to do it pretty soon. This morning he was kind of pressuring me to move in with him over on that boat while he’s renting it. He thinks we should be living together as a couple, for appearances sake .”

  “Are you going to ?”

  “No. I don’t really want to. I’m not even his fake wife yet. I’m wondering if it’s really necessary even after I marry him. It’s really just a pretense. Who’s gonna know one way or another? I’m not changing my last name to his, so why can’t I keep my address as well ?”

  “Chelsea, I hate to say this, but after you marry Blaize you really do need to live with him. I think he’s right, and I’ll bet it’s in the contract too. Have you even read the contract ?”

  “Well, no. Not the whole thing anyway. I started to read it but…..uh…..he distracted me. He’s very orally persuasive .”

  “Orally persuasive?! I’ll bet he is! I’m starting to see a pattern of behavior here. You are allowing him to fuck with your business head. Literally. You can’t see past his dick and his tongue! You need to keep a clear business head !”

  “You think Blaize is purposely trying to cloud my judgement ?”

  “I have no idea if he’s trying to purposely do anything other than his usual rich playboy stuff. I’m just sayin’ you need to be smart and don’t be blinded by your big heart and his big dick .”

  “How do you know it’s big? Did you see it ?”

  “Yeah, I peeked under the covers when he was sleeping .”

  “You did? When he was sleeping in my bed ?”

  “Of course not! What do I look like a perv? Don’t you remember, you told me about it .”

  We pulled up in front of our house. I didn’t want to live on a yacht. I wanted to stay right here with my best friend .

  “Well forget I said anything! So, you didn’t finish telling me why you think I should move in with Blaize. I love our little house and I love living here with you .”

  “Awwww shucks, Chels. I feel the same way, but that’s beside the point. He’s a very famous man with a lot of American business dollars at stake. His life is public knowledge and soon the public is going to recognize you as his wife. How would that look? Blaize Simon’s new bride doesn’t live with him? He can’t take the chance of anyone learning his marriage is a ruse. Believe me, for that sum of money he’s paying you, he expects a live-in wife !”

  “Oh my god, you’re right. What was I thinking? I’ll have to live with him, won’t I? I wonder what else is in that contract ?”

  “I don’t know what you were thinking, but I think we both know what part you were thinking with . He’s definitely got you all a flutter Chels! It’s kind of a nice change though. You’re always the logical, sound-minded, one. The one with all the commonsense. Not anymore! You’re a certifiable mess !”

  “My head is swirling. I think I need to call my dad. He has a way of cutting through the crap and helping me see things more clearly .”

  We went inside, and I grabbed a banana out of the fridge for a snack. For some reason, I just couldn’t seem to get my fill of bananas lately. I plopped down on the couch, put my feet up and swiped a finger across my pop’s number in my phone. He answered immediately .

  “Hey baby girl! How are you ?”

  “I’m okay daddy. How are you doing ?”

  “I’m fine, except for the fact that my roommate Earl keeps cheating at checkers. He won’t admit it, but I caught him. He had 3 extra checkers on his side! Ridiculous! He thinks I don’t know the difference between 12 and 15 ?!”

  “You guys are too funny! Earl should know he can’t trick you by now .”

  “So what’s the problem, sugar? Your ‘I’m okay daddy’ didn’t sound quite okay to me .”

  “I guess I can’t fool you either, pop. I’m just confused about this phony marriage business. I want to help Blaize and I could sure use that money but I just feel unsettled about it .”

  “Chelsea, that’s just your conscience talking to you. Deep down you know it’s not right. Plain and simple. Did you sign that contract yet ?”

  “Yes, but he wouldn’t hold me to it if I wanted to back out .”

  “I wouldn’t be so sure about that if I were you. What all does it say ?”

  “I’m embarrassed to admit………. I didn’t read the whole thing .”

  “Chelsea Rose Dixon! I can’t believe what I’m hearing! Where is my smart daughter? Only one thing could be clouding your mind like this. Are you in love with this man ?”

  “I don’t know daddy. I feel confused because I do have real feelings for him .”

  “Well only your heart can tell you what those feelings are. Do you want him to pay you for those feelings ?”

  “It’s not exactly like that. Tiffany and I drove around today looking at buildings for our company. We’d like to have our own store and we’d like to have a new van .”

  “Chelsea, the two of you gals are smart enough and talented enough to get those things for yourselves and you know it. You’ve already proven you don’t n
eed a man for that .”

  “I know daddy, but it will take much much longer. Plus I don’t want Blaize to have immigration problems. I want him here in the U.S .”

  “Honey, I’m not sure what you want from me. If you want my blessing on this fake marriage for money contract, I’m afraid I can’t give you that. To tell you the truth, I’m having a bit of a hard time mustering up much respect for this guy. What kind of man proposes something like this anyway? And how are you going to feel after your real divorce from your phony husband ?”

  “I haven’t really given that part much thought, either. But I know that if you met him, you’d like him daddy. He already likes you .”

  “He does, does he? Well, all I can say is, if that man ever hurts you, I don’t care if I only have one good leg……… I’ll kick his ass with it! But, I love you Chelsea no matter what you choose to do. You’re my sweet baby girl and you always will be .”

  “I love you too daddy. Thanks for listening. I’ll think about what you said. I really will. Take care. I’ll try to get up there soon, to see you. Bye daddy !”

  “Bye honey. You take care too !”

  I hung up and went to the kitchen to throw my banana peel away. Tiffany was putting icing on some chocolate spice cakes .

  “So what did Papa Willie have to say? I love that man! He’s so wise .”

  “He says he’s gonna kick Blaize’s ass with his good leg !”

  “That sounds like good ol’ Papa Willie alright! He’s a crack-up !”

  “He has a real problem with the whole marriage contract idea. He definitely doesn’t like the idea of you and I taking money from Blaize .”

  “Huh? What’s Papa Willie doing giving you advice like that for?! He’s just being old-fashioned. He doesn’t understand the new world that we live in and how hard young people have to struggle to get ahead these days. Especially women. And especially minority women .”

  “Tiffany, c’mon. Listen to yourself! Are you for real? You think my dad doesn’t know about struggling and adversity? A 60 year-old, black, one-legged, disabled veteran ?