by Rye Hart
“Are you hungry?” he asked abruptly.
“I could eat,” I said.
“Want a muffin or something?” he asked.
“Sure.”
He stood up and walked over to the counter. I watched him go, my eyes trailing over his strong back and sculpted ass. Swallowing hard, I forced myself to look away. Sean had just hired me back. The last thing I needed was to give him a reason to fire me again.
When he came back to the table, I told myself to just relax. There was no reason to lose myself in the sexual tension between us. I didn’t even know if Sean felt it, too, or if it was just a figment of my imagination. Every time his eyes met mine, though, I could have sworn I saw something stir deep inside him.
The conversation stayed light and easy. We talked more about sports, and I told him all about my brothers and that they used to make me practice with them. He was impressed that I knew how to throw a spiral. When the conversation turned to my degree and my ultimate goal of opening up a daycare, he seemed more interested than ever, and I found myself blushing under his questions.
“Why haven’t you done it yet?” he asked.
“I’m working on it. I hit a few roadblocks financially, but I’ll figure it out.”
“So, you decided to nanny for now?” he asked.
“Something like that.” I nodded. “It wasn’t so much a decision as something I sort of fell into. When I moved back to town, everyone started asking me to babysit. One thing led to another, and eventually, I became the person to call for any childcare related questions. It pays the bills pretty well, but I never truly got excited about a job until this one, until I met Tommy and Sarah.”
Sean finally smiled at the mention of his kids and looked down at his hands. He wanted to say something, and I waited patiently until he was ready to speak.
“They’ve been through a lot,” he finally said. “But they’re amazing kids.”
“They really are,” I said with a smile. “I’ve only been around them for a short time, but I can already see that.”
Sean’s face lit up more than ever. I could tell that talking about his kids was the way to his heart, but I didn’t want to abuse that. Before I could think of another question for him, the door slammed shut again and he stood to leave. “I should get going,” Sean said. “Mrs. Johnston has the kids.”
“Yeah.” I nodded. “Well, thank you again for everything.”
“Thank you for taking the job,” he said. “The kids will be happy you’re coming back.”
I smiled and we walked out of the diner together. Once outside, I turned to face him. We both shifted awkwardly until Sean extended his hand for me to shake. I took it and felt electricity shoot through my hand and into my arm. Just this small amount of contact was enough to spark something strong inside me.
“Good night,” I said, my voice weak.
“Night,” Sean said more softly than I’d heard him speak to date.
I hurried away, wanting to put as much distance between us as possible. Sean’s presence was enough to make my head spin, and my body light on fire. He was gorgeous and sexy in a way I’d never seen before, but it was more than that. The way his eyes lit up when he talked about his kids was a huge turn on. I loved to listen to him talk about them. His voice was rough and strong, but lightened when he talked about Tommy and Sarah. And the rare occasion that he let a smile slip out, made me wet.
Sighing, I jogged home and hurried inside. I couldn’t let myself obsess over Sean, but it was impossible to stop. The more I tried to think about something else, the stronger Sean’s face became in my mind.
I made some food and ate dinner in silence. I thought about calling Janie, but I wasn’t ready to tell her about my attraction to Sean. I knew what she would tell me I was crazy for taking back the job after being fired once, and I didn’t want to hear it. Not now.
Instead, I finished dinner and took a shower, trying to wash away my inappropriate thoughts. It didn’t work. As I laid in bed, my head was racing with images of Sean. His face, pulled down in a frown. His eyes, light and brooding. His smile flashed in my mind, and my stomach clenched at the memory.
When I pictured his body walking away from me, I couldn’t take it anymore. I longed to run my hands down his strong, muscular back. As I imagined him turning around to face me, I lost myself completely.
Reaching over to my bedside table, I pulled my vibrator out of the top drawer and pushed my pants down to my knees. Sean’s face was still fresh in my mind, his lips coming closer to me. I imagined what it would feel like to kiss him, to taste his lips and feel his tongue slide inside my mouth. I moaned at the thought, clicking on the vibrator and placing it in position between my legs.
The sensations that shot through me were instantaneous. I closed my eyes and let my body take over. There was Sean, pinning me to a wall and kissing me like his life depended on it. He lifted me off the ground, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, tangling my fingers in his hair.
When I thought about him throwing me down on the floor and ripping my clothes from my body, I gasped and panted desperately. I imagined his tongue on my clit, taking the place of my vibrator. He would work furiously between my legs, bringing me closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy.
I came at once, my muscles tightening, but I wasn’t done. I imagined Sean flipping me onto my stomach and propping my hips up so my ass was in the air. When I thought about what it would feel like for his dick to take possession of me, I cried out his name and worked myself harder with the vibrator while slipping two fingers into my wet warmth.
I squeezed my eyes closed, thinking about Sean pounding into me as I fucked myself with my fingers. His thrusts would undoubtedly be powerful and insistent. He would take me hard and fast, making me whimper and beg for me. When the second orgasm washed over me, I cried out, louder than ever, and my body crumpled into the mattress.
I turned off my vibrator and pulled my pants up, my breathing ragged. I could still see Sean’s face in my mind. One thing was for sure, if I was going to keep this job, I was going to need to buy a shit ton of batteries.
CHAPTER NINE - SEAN
Asking Emily to take her job back was the best and the worst decision I’d ever made. When I woke up on Saturday morning, I was excited and nervous. My heart was pounding as I remembered how fucking hot Emily looked the night before. When she walked into the diner, I thought I would lose it right then and there. I held it together and offered her the job. Though I hadn’t exactly been nice about it at first.
The way she’d stood up to me and demanded an apology had turned me on even more. This woman was going to be the death of me.
To top that off, her passion and drive to start her own daycare that made a difference in the lives of children was admirable and incredibly sexy. She didn’t want to tell me, but I knew how things worked for small start-up business, and Emily needed a cosigner to help her get her loan.
When she agreed to come back, I was secretly thrilled and I knew the kids would be too. Still, my anxiety had only increased as the night wore on.
Part of our deal was that Emily would move in. Being a fulltime nanny required more than just breakfast to dinner each day. I needed her around more often, and so did Tommy and Sarah. It was a good arrangement, but I was terrified that I would be walking around with a constant case of blue balls.
Even worse than the sexual feelings Emily brought out in me, was the fact that I actually wanted to be nice to her. She was easy to talk to and I found myself slipping and revealing personal details about myself to her. As badly as I wanted to be an absolute dick that she didn’t want to be around, I couldn’t always keep up the act around her. I tried over and over to remind myself that she was here for the kids and nothing else. No one else.
As I got dressed Saturday morning, I reminded myself of the guy I’d seen her with that night at the pizza parlor. He got so close to her and was clearly romantically into her. She was off limits for more reasons than one.
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Still, when Emily arrived with her bags, my eyes trailed over her body with a hunger I’d never felt before. I wanted her so fucking badly that I thought I might come unglued at the seams. Fuck me, what was I doing to myself?
“Emily!” Tommy yelled, running down the stairs and throwing his arms around her waist. “I missed you!”
“Oh, I missed you too,” Emily said. She kissed the top of his head just as Sarah came bouncing down the stairs.
“You’re really here!” Sarah said, squealing with delight. She hugged Emily and immediately began chatting her ear off about all the things she’d done in the last few days.
I couldn’t help but laugh and I shook my head, pulling Sarah away long enough for Emily to speak.
“I’m glad I’m here,” she said, looking up at me with a smile. “I missed you guys.”
“Let’s let Emily get settled in, okay?” I said to the kids. “Then we can all have breakfast.”
“I’ll just throw these bags in my room and come back down,” Emily said. “Who wants french toast?”
Tommy and Sarah both erupted in cheers of joy. Emily laughed, and I helped her haul her bags up the stairs. We were silent as we dumped her bags in her room and awkwardly made our way downstairs.
There were a million things I wanted to say to her. I was so grateful that she’d agreed to come back. Her presence here was going to make the kids so happy, but just looking at her was enough to make my stomach tighten painfully.
My entire body reacted to Emily without my permission. I felt like a teenager, popping boners left and right without knowing why. As we sat down to breakfast, I tried to keep my thoughts in check, but Emily made that impossible.
She leaned over the table, making her tits once again fall forward. I swallowed and looked away, focusing my attention on Tommy. He was telling me all about the book he’d just read. I didn’t remember the name of it, but I pretended to be interested while he chattered away. When the kids finished breakfast, they ran upstairs to get changed for the day, and I helped Emily with the dishes.
We stood side by side, just as we’d done that night I fired her. The energy between us was palpable, and I wondered if she felt it too. Whenever our eyes met, she looked away quickly, almost as if she were afraid of what she might find staring back at her.
I couldn’t blame her for her nerves because mine were worse than ever. I fucking ached to touch her. Our hands brushed against each other in the sink, and I felt my entire body stiffen. We both froze, and when our eyes met, my desperation to kiss her was stronger than ever. Instinctively, I leaned forward, but immediately thought better of it and pulled away. Clearing my throat, I took a step back.
“I’m going to get some work done in my study,” I said. “Are you okay out here?”
“Absolutely.” She smiled. “I think I’ll take the kids into town, if that’s all right with you? I have some errands to run, and I think they’d enjoy getting out of the house for a while.”
“Sure,” I said. “Sounds great.”
She smiled again, and I hurried down the hallway toward my study. I pulled the door closed behind me and waited until I heard the front door close before I sat down at my desk. Laying my head on the cool surface, I tried to force my boner away. It was impossible. Emily’s scent still lingered in the air, and I was powerless against it.
I knew hiring Emily back would be complicated. It was the right decision for my kids, but it was a dangerous decision for me. I couldn’t breathe around her. No matter what I did, she overwhelmed all my senses. My attraction to her was only growing stronger, but I hoped, eventually, it would subside.
As I pulled my notebook toward me, I couldn’t think of anything to write. Finally, I decided to jot down my thoughts about Emily. I hoped that by putting them on paper, they would leave my mind, and I’d be able to be in her presence without wanting to bend her over and fuck her senseless.
I wrote for what felt like hours, filling pages and pages of my notebook. By the time I was finished, it was getting late, and I knew Emily would be back with the kids any minute. With a sigh, I closed my notebook and tucked it safely in my desk drawer.
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“This is amazing!” Tommy said as he shoveled food in his mouth.
“Thank you,” Emily said, smiling at him affectionately.
“I’ve never had chicken parm…” Sarah tried, but she couldn’t get the word out.
“Parmesan,” I said.
“Yeah, that,” Sarah said. “It’s so good.”
“I’m glad you like it,” Emily said.
The four of us ate in silence for most of dinner. The kids were too busy eating as fast as they could to speak, and I was afraid of what I might say to Emily. My feelings were still just as strong as ever. Writing them down did nothing to assuage my discomfort.
Still, Emily’s eyes continued to flicker to mine, and I knew she wanted to talk. Finally, I came up with something safe to discuss, something I knew wouldn’t get me excited.
“So,” I said. “Tell me about your boyfriend.”
“My boyfriend?” Emily asked with a frown.
“You have a boyfriend?” Sarah asked with interest. “I wish I had a boyfriend.”
“I don’t have a boyfriend.” Emily laughed.
“You don’t?” I asked, surprised.
“No.” She frowned. “Why would you think that?”
“That guy at the pizza place,” I said. “When we saw you, you were with someone.”
“Oh.” Emily rolled her eyes. “Him.”
“He’s your boyfriend?” Sarah asked with excitement.
“No,” Emily said firmly. “That’s just Tanner. We’ve known each other since high school. He’s always asking me out, but I’ve never said yes.”
“Why not?” Tommy asked. “Is he not nice?”
“He’s nice enough,” Emily said with a nod. “But just as a friend. Nothing more.”
My heart skipped a beat at her words. Suddenly, all the blood rushed to my pelvis, and I had to take a few cleansing breaths before I could speak again.
“I’m sorry to just assume,” I said.
“That’s okay,” Emily said. “Tanner can be pretty persistent. He’s harmless and sweet but not at all my type. We’ve never been anything more than just friends. I think he knows that too. He just enjoys teasing me by asking me out all the time.”
“You shouldn’t tease people,” Sarah said wisely.
“No,” Emily said. “You’re right. You shouldn’t tease people.”
Emily glanced at me, and I looked away. My heart was still beating rapidly as her words sunk in. For days now, I’d been telling myself she had a boyfriend. The fact that she was off limits made it easier for me to resist her. Now, I wasn’t sure how I was going to control myself around her.
When we finished dinner, Emily took the kids upstairs to give them baths before bed. I cleaned the dishes, moving slowly so I would stay busy for a long time. My mind was still focused on Emily and what she said at dinner. Everything seemed more confusing now, more uncertain.
About an hour later, I finally finished the dishes just in time for Emily to come quietly down the stairs. She stopped in front of me, staring at me silently.
“Are they asleep?” I asked.
“Yes,” she said. “They went down easy tonight. Can I help with the dishes?”
“All done,” I said. “You’re off the hook for the night.”
“Oh, well, thank you,” she said and smiled up at me.
I nodded, feeling my pants start to tighten. I shut the light off in the kitchen and went upstairs to kiss my kids good night. When I came back down, Emily was standing in the living room, looking out the window. I went to the couch, sitting down and pulling a pillow into my lap. I knew I should just go up to my room and lock myself away from her for the night, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it just yet.
Emily came over and sat next to me on the sofa. My heart was pounding in my chest and I hoped she co
uldn’t hear it. When I looked at her, she was watching me closely. There was something different about her expression. It was one I hadn’t seen before.
“I still can’t believe you thought Tanner was my boyfriend,” she said with a laugh. “God, he’s impossible.”
“I shouldn’t have assumed,” I said. “But in my defense, he was whispering in your ear.”
“He does that,” Emily said. She rolled her eyes. “Janie calls him my stalker.”
“Is he that bad?” I asked, a spark of irrational anger in my gut.
“No,” Emily said. “He’s persistent but truly harmless. He’d never hurt a fly. He just thinks his persistence will eventually win me over. He doesn’t realize it makes me less attracted to him when he comes sniffing around like a lovesick puppy.”
“If he ever bothers you too much,” I said. “I can take care of it for you.”
I didn’t know what inspired me to say that, but the words were out of my mouth before I could stop them. Emily looked at me with wide, grateful eyes. She still had that same expression on her face, and I suddenly realized what it was: desire.
Fuck.
My stomach tightened, and I felt my face flush. Our eyes were locked on each other’s, and I knew I couldn’t fucking resist her for another second.
“Emily,” I breathed. She moved closer to me, and suddenly, we were kissing.
Her lips were soft and gentle against mine. I didn’t intend to kiss her, but I wasn’t surprised that the urge overtook me. What surprised me the most was that she kissed me back. Her lips were eager against mine, and soon, our kiss turned more insistent.
I wrapped my hand around the back of Emily’s head and pulled her harder against my mouth. She moaned and kicked her leg over so she was sitting in my lap. I kissed her harder, my lips devouring hers. She tangled her fingers in my hair while I held her hips.
“Emily,” Sarah said softly.
