“That,” he murmurs against my cheek, “was fucking unreal. I can’t believe you came here.” “I can’t believe I came, either.” “I can,” he says. His hand plays between my legs, touching my sensitive clit, and I push him away. His chuckle turns into a laugh. “God. Now I know what I’m missing every other workday.” “I can come back. Do this again.” “Mm-hmm. I wouldn’t get any work done, but somehow, I don’t think I’d mind.” He runs a hand through his hair and sighs softly. “I feel amazing.” That makes me giggle again. “That was my goal.” “I don’t… Isabel, never stop being my nanny.” I wrap an arm
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