The Billionaire's Nanny

"Ever been licked by a man?"

She shakes her head no, and then places her hand atop mine, pressing it harder against her pussy. "I want you to be my first."

Fuck. She's definitely trouble. I'm a man who loves trouble, but should I walk away and do what's right?

I never claimed to be a good guy. All rational thought leaves me, and I remove her panties in a rush, and lift her tanned legs over my shoulders, diving in to suck her clit between my lips.

My dick grows, throbbing with want for this beautiful woman.

She's sweet, like a ripe peach. "You taste so good."

"Please, don't stop," she pants out, rubbing her pussy against my face.

"I won't stop, until you're screaming my name."

I lap at her wetness, holding onto her ass, eating her out on my kitchen counter, waiting for her orgasm to obliterate me. And it's coming. I can tell by the way she thrusts her hips. I can tell by the way she gets wetter by the second.

I can just fucking tell.

My finger slips inside her and I still, unable to wrap my mind around the fact I'm doing this with her tonight.

This should be forbidden. This should be wrong. And maybe it is. But, I no longer give a fuck.

"Your little pussy is clenched so tight. Relax for me, baby." I kiss her thigh and push deeper, plunging further inside.

She eases her legs apart, and god, her pussy gleams with her wetness, and I groan as I slip a finger inside her.

She bucks, and I clamp one hand over her hip, trying to steady her in place as my face gets lost between her legs. She moans and twists, and my cock is painfully hard, wanting to fuck her.

Being inside her will be the highlight of my life-the fuck of all fucks-I can already tell, just by the way her tight cunt holds onto my finger like a vice.

She feels too good, and I can't even think about anything other than sticking my tongue as deep as I can inside her, letting the taste of her coat my tongue. So I do, and because I can't get enough, I swipe my tongue all over her, starting at her ass and ending at her clit.

He head falls back, her mouth opening to whisper the words I so badly want to hear, "I want you, Smith."

Fuck, I'm so turned on right now. I continue working her body with my tongue and fingers like she's mine. And I kind of wish she was.

My heart beats wildly like a mad man. My whole body is on fire, burning with a need so crazy I can't believe it's real.

Her fingers tug at my hair. "I've thought about you doing this."

Oh yeah, I turn her on. That thought right there about does me in. "You've touched yourself thinking about me?"

She squeezes her thighs against my face. "Yes, so many times."

My cock is ready to go, it's harder than it's ever been. And I want nothing more than to fuck my need into her, let her know just how much I've thought about this too.

But first. I smile at her, and then place her legs back over my shoulders, running my finger along her seam. "I'm not going to stop eating your pussy until you're screaming my name."

She leans back, spreading her legs more and I hover my mouth over her opening. And then I drag my tongue through her wetness, loving the way she goes wild beneath me.

She's so close.

I can tell.

I slide my finger inside her, back and forth, over and over again as I suck her clit.

She loves it, squirming and moaning, bucking her hips as she digs her fingernails into the skin of my shoulders.

"Hold on, baby girl. I don't want you to come just yet," I hum along her wetness.

Her skin is hot. Her pussy clenches my fingers.

I push my finger deeper, letting her ride my hand.

My breathing picks up and my skin feels like lava. She turns me on in the worst of ways, and I realize something to myself as I continue to pump my fingers in and out of her. She always has.

Bree has turned me on since the first moment I laid eyes on her. When she came to interview for my son's nanny. She wore a red skirt, that went past her knees, and a silk-white blouse. She was like a dirtier Mary Poppins, and I wanted her even back then.

I was a goner, just biding the time until I couldn't hold off the attraction to her any longer.

"You have no idea what you're doing to me," I confess to her.

I return my head to my new favorite place of being nestled between her thighs, and keep swiping my tongue over her.

She lets out a moan and I keep going, reveling in the fact that I'm doing this to her. That I’m turning her on this much.