The Nanny is Off Limits

by Q.B. Tyler

“But I doubt I’ll be there for twelve years. Besides, he may meet someone.” “Yeah,” she snorts before taking a sip of her drink, “the hot nanny sleeping in his guest room.”

“Sunshine.” “Why do you call me that?” He hesitates for a second and gives me a sweet smile. “Because you have become one of the bright spots in what has felt like a very dark year,”

“I spent most of the last week thinking about you and most of last night with you sitting on my dick or with my hand wrapped around it while I pictured you. Yeah, Elianna, I was fucking jealous,”

“Stay with me, sunshine,” he groans with his face buried between my legs. “Keep those eyes on me. I want to watch you come while I’m tasting it.”

“Okay…” She nods and I’m happy that it didn’t take much convincing. “As long as Isla is feeling one hundred percent better,” she tells me and I’m pretty sure at that moment, I fall in love with my nanny.

“You’re incredible, you know that? I feel so lucky to have found you,” he whispers.

“I asked you once who was strong for you while you were being strong for everyone else and…I want to be that person. I love you and I’ll be strong for you. Forever, if you let me.”

“No, you’re waiting so I can get on one knee and tell you that I love you and I’m utterly obsessed with you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”