The Nanny is Off Limits

by Q.B. Tyler

“Does he know that? Because you’re also about to be the gorgeous twenty-five-year-old temptation living under his roof and raising his kids.” “He was perfectly professional when we met.” “Professional, till he was jacking off before you even made it out of the driveway.”

“You’ve had to be strong for people your entire life. Who’s strong for you?”

“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,”

“Elianna, forget about all of that. Forget who I am for a minute. Forget why you’re here and who we are to each other. Tell me what you want.” His voice is low and husky and a shiver moves through me at his words. Not to mention, I can’t remember the last time someone asked me what I wanted. “You said you haven’t always been able to take what you want because you’re always worried about everyone else. I’m asking you to take what you want. Don’t worry about anyone else but you.”

“Oh, fuck fuck fuck. Oh God, I’m going to come.” “Good girl. Give me what I fucking want, Elianna.” He grunts and the use of my full name pushes me even closer to the edge.

“Right there. Oh my God, Rowan. Yesss, I’m coming. Fuck.” I moan. One of my hands finds my nipple while the other tangles in his hair as I roll my hips against his mouth and fingers so fucking desperate to come, the idea of sitting on his face comes to mind and I suddenly want nothing more than to do that. “Want…” I breathe out as my orgasm washes over me. “Oh God, I want to ride your face,” I tell him and the sound that comes out of him in response is so fucking sexy.

“Such a good girl. Always so eager to please me.”