Billionaire Needs Nanny

by Laurent, River

  "Fuck," he groaned hoarsely. "Do you have to worship it like that?"

  "It's a beautiful thing," I whispered as I gazed up at him. "And it's like this just for me."

  Christian's breath caught in his throat and he stared at me almost in disbelief.

  I leaned forward and flicked my tongue over his sensitive flesh.

  He hissed lightly and his face contorted as I dragged my tongue against his slit to collect his sticky, salty juices, just like a child would a piece of candy. My fingers caressed and fondled his balls before I slid him into my mouth completely.

  The tight, hotness of my throat enclosed around him, and he damn near pitched forward. His hands gripped my hair, fisting it, as he rocked his hips forward intently. Saliva dripped down my chin and the curve of my throat as he positioned his cock forward, eager for more pleasure. I twisted my head and stroked him with my tongue. Slowly, deliberately I sucked and stroked him.

  Suddenly, he yanked himself free and growled with his hand gripped tightly at the base of his cock. "Get on the fucking bed."

  Christian didn't have to tell me twice. I climbed in and he was on me in a second. Our mouths crashed together, our tongues fighting for dominance as he rocked and rolled his hard cock against my belly.

  I gasped, my fingers grabbing his flesh before I panted against his mouth. "If you don't fuck me right now I'll fuck myself and leave you with blue balls."

  “Do that and I’ll tan your hide so good you won’t sit for a week,” he threatened.

  “Do it if you dare,” I challenged.

  Something flashed in his eyes. “All in good time. Your ass will be red one of these days.”

  I grinned with anticipation and he kissed me once more before leaning over to the bedside table. When he came back up, he had a condom packet in his hand. As he ripped it open, he said. “Open your legs wide and play with your pussy.”

  While my fingers obeyed his command, I watched him roll the rubber on with agonizing slowness.

  Languidly, his lips met mine and I moaned against him. I felt the head of his thick cock as it grazed my slit. Slowly, he pushed it inside of me. Each inch was a gloriously painful pleasure as I adjusted and stretched to accommodate him. He took his time and rocked his hips slowly as he pushed in bit by slow bit.

  “Oh, God,” I gasped.

  By the time he bottomed out, my breasts heaved and pushed against his body.

  He licked his lips and stared down at me, his eyes were sparking with lust and desire.

  My eyes fluttered in surprise as his hand caressed my cheek and he kissed me softly. I melted against that softness and craved more, but just like that, it was gone.

  Christian then thrust inside of me hard, rough and strong.

  I cried out and wrapped my arms around him as he gripped my hips and rocked himself deeper. My toes curled as the slapping sounds of our bodies meeting echoed through the room. Wet skin against skin, the smell of our sex and the taste of sweat on our lips only turned me on more.

  He took his time and slipped between hard, fast and frenzied, to slow and teasing. Each thrust pushed me closer and closer to the edge as I surrendered to the bliss I felt. Christian's tongue traced my throat and I groaned as I pushed up into him and clenched my pussy around his hard cock.

  "Fuck," he swore sharply. "Don't do that."

  "This?" I purred, repeating the movement.

  “Yes,” he confirmed with a strangled sound.

  I clenched down again and he grunted against me. He pushed himself up, grabbed my thighs and pushed them up until my ankles were damn well near my ears. I cried out and swiftly slapped a hand over my mouth as he pumped in and out of me in that position. He slammed deeper and banged against my G spot with a scary, ferocious accuracy that sent me hurtling toward the edge of my abyss.

  "I have to come," I groaned as I shoved my hand between my thighs and worked my already oversensitive clit. "Harder. Don't hold back."

  Christian grunted in response. I knew, like me, he too was too far gone to form a proper sentence. Instead, his pace increased to a point of almost madness. His breathing deepened as he rammed his throbbing cock into me. Again and again.

  I threw my head back as the orgasm that had built in my belly released hard. Tingling from head to toe I writhed and convulsed as it swept over me and drowned me. Moments later, I felt Christian thrust hard and deep one last time before he too found his release. Then he pulled free and collapsed next to me.

  We didn't say a word as we tried to collect ourselves. I watched as sweat pooled and ran down his exquisite body. My heart ached a little in my chest, but a deal was a deal. I knew I had to remember the truth of it.

  This was just sex. Nothing more.

  Chapter Eighteen

  Hannah

  "You're late." Natalie grinned as I hustled into the coffee shop.

  "Sorry," I mumbled. "I'm all over the place this morning. Let me get my drink."

  Natalie waved a hand. "Here, I already got it for you. Cappuccino, extra whip."

  I groaned happily, as I took the cup and settled myself opposite her. My body protested, still sore from my night with Christian. We hadn't stopped after the first time as if we had to keep going at each other to get any kind of satisfaction. "I didn't make it home until this morning."

  Natalie raised a brow. "This morning? What happened?"

  I fidgeted with my cup and took a sip that burned my tongue.

  She rolled her eyes. "Really? You'd rather burn your mouth than tell me?"

  I shrugged. "A little."

  "What did you do Hannah?"

  I sighed. "All right. I slept with Christian."

  "What!" she shouted dramatically.

  I slid down in my seat a bit, as the gazes of other customers flew in our direction. My cheeks flushed underneath those stares and I glared at her warningly. Once people turned back to their coffee and computers, I sat forward. "For God’s sake, Natalie," I hissed.

  "I'm sorry, you just want me to what? Ignore the fact that you're fucking your super-hot boss?"

  I dropped my head into my palm. "It's just a casual thing. We ended up in bed together and that's the end of that."

  "It's definitely not. What do you mean casual? I've never known you to do a casual thing in your life. You're either full on, or not at all."

  I shrugged. "It's what he wants.”

  “What he wants?” she yelled, her face becoming red with fury.

  “But I agreed to it. He didn’t force me or anything. He just doesn’t do relationships. So, it’s going to have to be a casual thing or nothing.”

  “And that’s okay with you.”

  “Not completely, but if I had said no, I would have regretted it all my life. I would have wondered what it would have been like.” I crinkled my nose. “Although, I do get a little worried that I might end up falling for him. The last thing I need is a heartbreak."

  "Exactly," Natalie said evenly. "Which is why I think you must have bumped your head and gone insane to agree to something like that."

  "Maybe," I muttered as I toyed with my straw. "He's just unlike any guy I've ever met. He's so sexy and dominant, but he can be sweet and gentle too. When he laughs, it makes my whole body tingle. And you should see him with Annie. The two of them together is enough to melt anyone's heart."

  "That's what worries me," Natalie said softly. "Listen to how you're talking about him already. You've put him on a pedestal and all the guy wants to do is fuck you."

  "Natalie..."

  She waved a hand. "I'm not saying you can't fuck him. I'm not even saying it's a bad thing to want to climb into his bed. You're both adults and that makes it all okay, but the problem is you're the type of person to get your heart involved. In everything. What if this all goes bad and you can't see him again? What if you can't see his daughter? Can you honestly say that you'd be okay after a blow like that?"

  I gritted my teeth. "Despite what everyone seems to think, I'm a big girl, Nat. I know how to han
dle myself, and even if I get hurt… so be it. It’s part of life. I’ll survive the way everybody else does when their heart gets broken."

  She sipped her coffee. "Okay, no need to get snippy with me. I just want what's best for you. Did he say why he wanted things to stay casual?"

  I shrugged. "Maybe he’s been hurt before or maybe he just doesn’t have time for a full-blown relationship. He's off running his company most of the time."

  "Or are those all excuses that you're telling yourself?"

  I chewed my bottom lip. I should have known that Natalie would cut me to the quick. She wasn't the type to mince her words. On the other hand, I knew there wasn't any ill-intent behind her words. She really did just want what was best for me, what would make me happy. I could see the concern on her face as she gazed at me and I had to give it to her. She had some valid points.

  Still, I wanted Christian.

  Every time I thought about his sexy smile, his easy-going laugh, and the way he loved his daughter I was putty in his hands all over again. It was easy not to love someone who was a jerk, but Christian wasn't that. Even if he didn't want anything serious, he was still considerate and kind and he was honest about what he wanted. He didn’t string me along.

  Before I'd left this morning, he'd woken me up early like I’d asked. I still remembered the kiss he'd pressed to my shoulder followed by the nip when I wouldn't wake up. His mischievous grin had made every part of my body heat up and we'd had another sex session again before the sun was even up. I wanted more moments like that. Maybe I couldn't have him forever, but I could have him for a while.

  I knew not everything was meant to last forever.

  But even now that thought was already making my stomach twist even though I knew as well as he did that we would never work out. We were from two completely different worlds. But maybe Natalie was wrong. I could have some fun with a hot guy that made me orgasm a million times in a row and still do my job, and be happy once I had convinced myself anything else was out of reach.

  "I'll be okay," I said and smiled at her. "I know you're worried, but it will all come out in the wash and I’ll be the wiser for it. You'll see."

  "For your sake? I sure hope so. Just be careful, okay? Guys like him are hard to replace. Are you prepared for that?"

  "I don't know," I answered honestly. "What I do know is that I want to stick things out with him and see where it goes."

  Natalie looked me over before she nodded. "Fair enough," she said as she stirred her coffee. "So, how big is his dick?"

  "Nat!" I scolded.

  Two middle-aged women at the table next to us looked scandalized.

  She grinned so hard I thought her face would crack.

  “You’re such a bitch,” I whispered, shaking my head at her.

  “Well?” she prodded.

  “Enormous,” I said with a small squeal.

  We both laughed.

  Chapter Nineteen

  Hannah

  "What do you want to watch?" I asked Annie.

  "Hmm, I don't know."

  "You've vetoed all of my choices," I said with an exaggerated sigh.

  "What's a veto?"

  "That means you said no. Annie, please pick a movie. My heart just can't take the rejection anymore." I clutched my shirt dramatically.

  She giggled at my antics then bounded across the room, snatched the remote out of my hand and plopped onto the couch. We'd spent our morning playing dress up in the backyard after breakfast. It turned into afternoon swim time and then lunch. Now I was exhausted, and just looking forward to sitting down and just watching something.

  "Can we watch Moana?" Annie asked.

  I narrowed my eyes. "Isn't that the first thing I suggested?"

  Annie gave me a sheepish grin.

  I threw a pillow at her and she giggled as we took turns flinging it at each other before I called an end to hostilities then left the media room. I went to the kitchen and popped a bag popcorn. The perfect snack to go with our movie.

  We settled in on the big leather couch and palmed popcorn by the handful into our mouths. Manners had gone out of the window for the sake of screaming and yelling lyrics laughing. We finished the first movie and Annie quickly found another one.

  I checked the time.

  "Daddy's late." She sighed.

  "Yes, but he should be here soon. I'm sure he's working hard."

  "Should we do something nice for him soon? If he's working hard, I don't want him to get too tired," she said seriously.

  "That would be sweet," I said. "Why don't we make him a lunch tomorrow and surprise him? We'll steal him and have a picnic."

  Annie's eyes lit up. "Can we keep it a secret?"

  "Of course. Surprises are supposed to be secret." I chuckled.

  "Oooo… I can't wait."

  I watched her bounce happily, as she settled in for another movie. We cuddled up underneath a blanket together and before I knew it, my eyes grew heavy. I glanced over at Annie.

  Her eyelids were drooping and her head nodded forward before she shot it back up and tried to focus on the TV. That didn't last for more than a minute before her eyes closed again. She was the cutest thing ever.

  I must have dozed off because when I came to, the media room was lit by the TV screen and my pussy was soaking wet. I jolted and glanced down. Christian had knelt in front of me still in his suit and tie from work. My skirt was pushed up my thighs and because I wasn’t wearing panties on his orders, he was happily licking at my wetness.

  My eyes darted around the room, but Annie was nowhere to be found.

  He looked up. My juices were smeared on his reddened lips, making them look glossy in the low light. "I took Annie to her bed and tucked her in. We have some time to ourselves now," he breathed in that husky voice of his.

  His sensual tone shook me to my core. "And this is how you wake a girl up?" I asked.

  "Complaints?"

  I didn't have a single one. Languidly, I settled back to enjoy being eaten out.

  Christian pushed my legs even further apart and went right back to lapping at my slit. He shoved his tongue inside of me.

  I felt it swipe at my walls and clenched around it, grinding my hips against his face as he rubbed and stroked my swollen clit. "Christian…" I gasped.

  He pulled his tongue free and lapped at my clit. "Shhh. Just sit back and relax."

  I stared down at him as his tongue swirled and lapped all over my sex.

  He collected every drop of wetness he could as if he couldn't get enough of my flavor. He gazed up at me and pushed his fingers into my pussy. "You're so hot," he mumbled as our eyes locked. "Every bit of you is hot."

  I bit my lip and took in a shuddering breath. The double entendre wasn't lost on me as I slid down further and let my legs fall completely open for him. He pulled his fingers free from me and reached his hand up. As I licked his fingers and tasted myself on his skin, I watched as he reached down and undid his slacks. He opened them, pushed them down his toned thighs and worked his hand over his already straining cock.

  I gripped his wrist and swirled my tongue around his fingers slowly. I sucked them in deep, lapped between each one, and twisted my head before I pulled them free.

  Christian watched, mesmerized until he came back to life, and shivered. "You're way too fucking good at that."

  "At what?" I purred as I licked his finger. "All I'm doing is cleaning up the dirty, dirty mess you made."

  "Hell, I'm about to make another one."

  I grinned wickedly. It was such a thrill having control over a man like Christian. The way his eyes went all starry and lust-filled made me feel like a queen. He stroked his cock harder and I watched as a pearly drop appeared at his slit before it flowed over and coated his hand.

  "You make me so wet," I moaned.

  He leaned forward and attacked my pussy again. A strangled grunt left his lips at my words and he picked up speed.

  I felt the orgasm that approached and tried to push h
is head away from me. I wanted to make it last. I was having too much fun.

  Christian was having none of it. He grabbed my hand and shoved it away as he lapped at my pussy furiously.

  "Christian," I panted. "Wait."

  Of course, he ignored me and kept up his attentions. I twined my fingers into his hair, arched my back, and cried out. It was too much. I rode his face as I came hard, my moans caught in my throat as I shivered and trembled in his hands.

  Christian came up for air and grinned. He looked like a wild beast that wanted to devour me. I'd probably let him. Hey, it was a good way to go.

  He looked proud of himself as he settled down on the couch next to me. He leaned back, his palm stroking his cock as he gazed at me. When he reached over, it was to tease and tug on my nipples. To my surprise, my exhaustion had completely worn off and my fire was lit once again.

  I moved from the couch and climbed on top of him. My hands ripped at his shirt. The buttons flew across the room as his chest was exposed to me. I traced my fingers over his abs, over his nipples and down his sides. I couldn't get enough of touching him. "Was that a very expensive shirt?" I purred.

  “Why? Do you want to make it up to me?”

  I fluttered my eyelashes hard enough to do Jessica Rabbit proud. "I'm sorry. How should I make it up to you?"

  "I can think of several things." He gripped my ass before his hand slapped against my skin.

  I quivered and pushed back against it wanting more as I dug my hand into the pockets of his slacks. His wallet tumbled into my hands and I yanked it open. I smiled when I saw the foil lined condom. "Always prepared, aren't you?"

  "You're always around. How could I not be?"

  His words made my heart speed up. The fact that he was so turned on by me was amazing and I loved the fact that he constantly wanted me. I put the condom between my teeth before I slipped down his body and settled myself onto my knees.

  I ripped open the condom and held it in my fingertips as I lapped at the angry red head of his cock. It constantly leaking, dripping, and ready to be licked by my tongue. Every time the taste of his saltiness touched in my tongue, it gave me a high quite unlike any I’ve known. I placed the condom over his heavy cock and wrapped my lips around the head and latex.