Nanny with Benefits

by Amy Brent

  Over breakfast, the conversation with Alexis was now all about Riley and how he'd "missed her like he'd missed playing with his biggest train set." Apparently, that was a lot because trains were Riley's "big fun." His big set lived at his grandfather’s place.

  Damon and I exchanged smiles and glances as Alexis continued to talk about Riley. We were told all about his favorite and not-so-favorite things. It was gorgeous how they doted on one another. They were the same age and were both going to attend the same school when they finished kindergarten. It was picture perfect.

  In fact, Clara had taken the back seat since Alexis had met Riley. Clara was a “stay-at-home ragdoll” when Alexis went to kindergarten. She still sat wherever Alexis did when she was home, but her opinions became less frequent as time went on. That was, unless there was a word corrected by Damon or me. If that was the case, then Clara had a lot to say via the words of the brilliant Alexis, of course.

  "Okay, I'm off," said Damon, grabbing his briefcase. He looked smart in his Armani suit. The gold shirt he wore underneath accentuated his beautiful, sparkling eyes.

  "Bye, Dada. I'm gonna tell Riley about strawberry rainbow cream cheese."

  "Are you really?" he asked, giving her his best smile.

  "Uh-huh!"

  They hugged, and I got my usual perfect wink before he left like a rocket out the door.

  I was happy I was staying in the penthouse with Damon and Alexis. What an absolute gentleman he'd been about the whole situation with jerk-off Keith. I couldn’t have been luckier, and it was a relief Keith had no idea what car I drove anymore. I'd sold the old one I’d had as soon as I’d broken it off with him.

  This morning had renewed my feeling that everything was going to be all right. Damon was here for me, and that was all I needed as comfort given Keith’s recent display of anger. Today would be a good day, and everything in my life was going as planned. That jerk-off Keith would not be allowed to rain on my parade. I was going to be happy despite his stupid threats. Plus, I had two beautiful people who needed me, Alexis and Damon Jacobs. They were central in my life right now.

  “Let’s get going. Riley will be waiting for you,” I said.

  “Okay, but we need to curl my hair first! Clara doesn’t need it today, but I do.”

  “All right. We’ve got six whole minutes.”

  “Oh, but that’s my age!”

  “I know.” I loved it when her face lit up like it had sunshine beaming out of it.

  Chapter 17

  Damon

  We woke up around the same time. Karly looked perfect with her morning look. Her hair was swept over her face in a tangled mess. Her doe-like eyes were on my body.

  She was in the bathroom brushing her hair. Her pajamas hugged her body like nobody's business. All I wanted to do was take her to my room and fuck her like crazy. It'd been too long since the last time. And the last time we’d made out, I'd been so horny, I had thought my balls were going to explode.

  "I'll be one minute, and then you can have a shower," she said, grabbing her toothbrush.

  "Take your time. I'm up early enjoying the view," I said, my cock hardening just from looking at her. "Those clouds are very beautiful," I added, giving her a warm smile.

  She bit her bottom lip at my flirtatious words. She was more than I could have hoped for in so many wonderful ways. Despite what that prick Keith had done, she was holding herself together extremely well. I’d already organized a cleaning company to fix her apartment. They would set it straight in no time at all. They actually specialized in ransacked apartment clean-ups, which had been a shock to me.

  Breakfast was being prepared when I entered the dining room. I admired Karly cooking as I sipped my coffee and pretended to read the newspaper.

  "Is she still staying, Dada?" asked Alexis, looking at me with excitement.

  "Yes. Karly will be staying with us for a while."

  Her face brightened like it was its own ball of sunshine. Her words said it all. "Yaaay! Yippee!"

  "Look at the bagels, Alexis," said Karly, showing her the fresh batch she'd picked up at the store yesterday afternoon.

  "I can eat them again today?" she asked, giving Karly a big hug.

  "Yes, you may," answered Karly, giving her a wide, kind smile.

  Alexis sat down and waited for her bagel. It was "the yummiest breakfast she'd ever had."

  I gave Alexis the cuddles and kisses I always did before I filtered out through the door. I also gave Karly my wink. The day was young, and I had a brilliant company to run. Everything was rosy in my life, except for not being able to have sex with Karly whenever I felt the urge to do so. The past week had been trying in that department. We'd either been interrupted or ridiculously exhausted, not to mention our responsibility to look professional in front of Alexis.

  I called my mom. I needed to take Karly out for the night again. I craved being alone with her, and our chemistry was off the charts. I had a few spare minutes before my meeting with Derek Whittaker. He was easy to deal with and would probably be running late anyway.

  “Hello. Pat speaking.”

  "Mom, hey!"

  "Hello, Son. I was wondering when you'd call. Let me guess: Alexis missed me so much that I'm babysitting her tonight at my place!"

  "I swear you're psychic sometimes."

  "Well, I know my family, and I know you better than anyone. Where will you take her?"

  I was stunned by her ever-increasing wisdom regarding future events. It was uncanny. "Um, I was thinking Stella Montega's."

  "Oh, wow. It must be serious if you're thinking of going there. What time do you want to drop Alexis off, sweetheart?"

  "Is seven okay?"

  "Of course. I'll shower Alexis with a few teddy bears I bought online."

  "You’re my favorite mother," I said.

  "Your only mother!" she added, giving a laugh.

  "Yes, that too. Okay, gotta run. I have a client."

  "Of course you do. Bye, Son.”

  "Bye!"

  My mood shifted from great to awesome in a matter of seconds. Alone time with Karly was all I needed. I craved her, and I couldn't wait to take her to the fancy restaurant. I could get a booking there anytime I wanted. That was a special perk given to me for looking after Grierson and his brother: a permanent table right at the front of the cabaret dinner show. It was always brilliant and extremely sexy. It was similar to Moulin Rouge, but with a bit more skin on show. The dancing was hot, steamy, and great for setting the mood.

  The day flew by with a whirl of action, and Rhonda looked like a chicken that had lost all its feathers. I was getting a new secretary trained up to help her, and that made her believe her job was in jeopardy. My last meeting of the day was with her, and I explained she'd be getting a huge bonus for helping me out. I made her sit and wait for the accountant to place the funds in her account. It was an extra ten grand for being “the best secretary ever.” Her face lit up, and she was delighted with her bonus, honestly taken aback by my positive compliment. Her vacation time was only a month away, and she and her husband were thinking about enjoying Europe together. Now they could afford to go. She was euphoric.

  ***

  I couldn't get over how great I felt about the night that was to come. I was going to wine her, dine her, and then have my wicked way with her. I couldn’t wait to do that. Fuck, my dick was begging to be inside her again.

  Watching the show was brilliant. Scantily clad women and shirtless guys made their presence known onstage. It was sexy and erotic, fueling our feelings for one another. The music was sultry and full of jazz—the seductive kind. Karly looked beautiful in the gold dress I’d bought for her. I did get the right size.

  Her legs touched mine as we watched the final number, and the electricity between us was electric. I only had eyes for her. I couldn't have cared less about the women who paraded around onstage in next to nothing.

  We enjoyed oysters and caviar and a special scotch fillet steak that had the mos
t mouth-watering flavor in the whole world. It was the sexiest, most enjoyable evening I'd had in a long while. I felt like I was going to start my own show when we returned to the penthouse. We could do it anywhere in the apartment because Alexis was staying overnight with her nana. Thank you, Mom. As the lights finally dimmed and the curtain was brought down, my eyes never left Karly's.

  We took a cab home and held hands the entire way. The cabbie could see we didn’t need any chit-chat from him while we were lost in one another. We’d taken a cab so we could spoil ourselves with a little fine wine, and we got back at ten thirty. The night was still young, and I was going to enjoy her fully, as long as she was in the mood. We could sleep in tomorrow; I knew my mom wouldn't mind. I couldn't wait to devour Karly when we arrived home.

  As soon as we cleared the door, I slammed it behind me. From the look in her eyes, Karly could see the intensity of my desire that needed to be fulfilled. She smiled and bowed her head, the perfect submissive. She was mine, all mine.

  "I'm going to need you to do exactly as I say. If you don't, there’ll be big trouble."

  I watched her body heat up from my words. I had whispered naughty things in her ear all evening, telling her I was going to make her come using my mouth and my fingers and that I had another surprise for her but only if she was a good girl.

  "Strip."

  Her breathing quickened. She did it slowly, perfectly, sending my subconscious an array of messages. Her eyes latched onto mine as if there was a strength that held them there.

  Her dress went up over her head, revealing her enticing black lingerie that only made my dick harder. Her curves were beautiful.

  She rolled down her stockings after losing her heels, and I couldn't take my eyes off her. "Fuck, yeah!" I said, letting my arousal be known.

  Her body looked raw and beautiful as her breasts fell free from her bra. She pulled down her panties and looked at me with a hunger in her eyes I’d only seen the last time I’d taken her. My arousal pushed me to her to kiss her passionately, as if it were our last night on the planet.

  After a minute or two, I grabbed her hand and led her to the bedroom. She was breathless as I directed her to lie down for me on the bed. It was a sight unmatched to see her naked and vulnerable just for me.

  "I don't think I've ever felt this good," she said, lying with spread legs, ready for me.

  I'd prepared the bedside drawer. "Close your eyes for me, Karly."

  She did as she was told, and I grabbed a thin rope. I pulled one of her arms up to the bedpost and tied it there securely.

  "But—"

  "Shh,” I said. “I'm going to make you come, baby girl."

  I tied her other wrist with the long, white rope. She was now in a half-starfish position with her eyes closed, being a good girl just for me. Her sweet pussy looked luscious and inviting as I took in the swollen lips of her moist labia. She was already wet for me, very wet.

  I moved onto her body after losing my clothes in a heap at the end of the bed. She waited with sheer anticipation as I kissed up from her ankle to her leg.

  "Good, baby girl," I said, enjoying her delicious scent. Fuck, it was good.

  My tongue reached her inner thigh, and I licked her clitoris with the whole surface area of my tongue. She gasped as I did so, and my dick became steel just for her.

  "Damon," she moaned out, her legs spread wide for me.

  "Mmm?" I answered, tasting her sweetness.

  She moaned more without words, and her hips squirmed as I pleasured her. I licked until she moaned and came, and when she thought I was done, I began all over again. I knew all she wanted was my cock or a sly finger to enter her, but I wanted her to need it desperately before I gave in.

  "Damon, I want you so bad," she said, still tied up and vulnerable.

  I moved up her body and put my dick near her mouth. Her breathing quickened, and she licked her lips.

  "Suck me, Karly, and then I'll give you a hot new treat."

  Her mouth opened, and I put the head of my cock into it. It was perfection. It was the sexiest, most enjoyable thing I'd ever done in my life. She began to suck, and I guided her bobbing head, pushing it down so she took the full length of me.

  Her pussy was waiting for more, so I went back down in between her perfect silky legs. I entered a finger and teased her slowly, waiting a long while before I added another just to torment her. Her breathing was erratic as she enjoyed the pleasure. She moaned and came as I flicked my busy tongue over her swollen clitoris. I reached under the bed for the dildo I’d bought especially for her. Her eyes remained closed as she panted for more satisfaction from my hand.

  "Keep your eyes closed, baby girl. I have a surprise for you." The stickiness of her juices saturated the bedsheet, making me hornier than I already was. She had come twice, but now I'd suck her tits while I fucked her with the dildo. I loved to watch her come.

  She moaned as I sucked on her right breast and slid the toy slowly inside her. It was nearly as big as my cock, so it was filling her walls well. Her body writhed as I sped up the tempo, and her nipples grew more erect as she enjoyed me fucking her with the life-like contraption. As she came again, I thought I was going to come just watching her. She bit down hard on her bottom lip while I pulled out the dildo after she was done.

  I untied her arms, massaged her shoulders briefly, and flipped her over, placing her into the doggy style position so I could put my solid dick into her and feel her juices on my cock. She did as she was told and kept her ass up and her head down for me, panting like she was running a marathon, and I groaned in ecstasy as I got the perfect view from behind while I fucked her wet pussy.

  I lasted about ten minutes, fucking her hard and fast. I held back when I could, slowing down my tempo to tease her and prolong the inevitable, but when she began pushing her ass back to take me, adding in her breathless moans, I came in a rush that I couldn't withhold. She was the sexiest, most gorgeous woman I’d ever been with, and that was saying a lot.

  Her panting sent me over the edge. I came in wild, breathy grunts and felt like it was the best sex I'd ever had. Her tight pussy was so wet and stimulating, so sweet and tight, and her body was raw and satisfying. It was one of my most memorable nights. This was going to be my favorite new addiction, one that I never wanted to recover from.

  Chapter 18

  Karly

  I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling. A broad grin covered my face, and I surely had a glint in my eye. Pure bliss. I rolled over and threw my arm over Damon’s hot body and noticed he was also awake.

  “Morning, sleepyhead,” I murmured.

  “Are you calling me sleepyhead? It’s me who’s awake first and making the coffee,” he replied, rolling over to meet me halfway.

  Our hands fumbled and we linked our fingers. Damon edged his head closer. We lay there together on the comfy pillows and tenderly kissed. It was the first kiss of another glorious day.

  I giggled and threw my leg over Damon. “You can still make the coffee. It just means I’ll be there watching instead of having an extra ten minutes or so.” I felt the heat of Damon’s body under the bedsheet. It’d be nice to feel his body a bit more before breakfast, but there was no chance this morning.

  “I’ve got something to tell you,” Damon said as he propped himself up on his hand and slipped the bedsheet down to my waist. His fingers traced a line up my arm and over my bare shoulders. I shuddered. I shuddered a lot.

  “What is it? Nothing too serious I hope,” I said.

  Damon shook his head as he caressed my bare skin. “Not at all. I was going to say you’re only the second woman to share this bed with me.”

  I pushed his hand away. “You have a good way of ruining a nice moment,” I said in a soft but slightly pissed-off tone.

  “The first was…” He paused, and I wedged my fingers in my ears. “Alexis. She’s the only other female who’s shared this bed.”

  I pulled my fingers from my ears. I stared into his eyes
for a hint of a lie. I didn’t notice one. “What are you trying to say? You just never brought women home with you? Is that it?”

  Damon furrowed his brow. It was as if someone had pulled the drawstring on a backpack. He said that wasn’t what he was trying to say at all. The reality was apparently different from my perception of the situation.

  “It’s true. Alexis used to snuggle up beside me when she was scared of the thunder and lightning or if she had a bad dream, and that’s it,” he replied. “As for not bringing women home, I never even slept with any in another location.”

  “Bullshit!” I quipped.

  I’d heard rumors, and he was forever in the tabloids with a woman hanging off his arm at some star-studded event or while entering a nightclub. The press didn’t call him Playboy Number One for no reason. They might’ve convoluted the truth a little, but to get the entire scenario so wrong was just impossible. Wasn’t it?

  Damon sat up and placed his hand on his heart. “I swear on the Bib—”

  I raised my finger and said, “Not on the Bible. Plenty of people do that and mean nothing by it.”

  Damon huffed and exhaled. “I swear on Alexis’s life that I, Damon, have never slept with another woman since…” He paused, his throat bobbing as he swallowed.

  “Since?” I asked in a soft voice.

  “Since my wife died.” Damon’s eyes welled up, and I ached at how painful the memory of his wife’s passing was to him.

  Perhaps the media did get it all wrong. But what about all the glamorous women hanging on his arm?

  “I’ve seen you in the papers with lots of women,” I said.

  Damon tightened his lips and smiled briefly. “Escorts. They’re tight-lipped, and they never use their real names. The more I can keep my private life out of the press, the better.”