Nanny with Benefits

“What was the ant’s name?” I asked, watching her eyes get sleepier.

“Antony! So funny. I need a big sleep now. My eyes are falling over.”

I patted her until she fell asleep, and then I met Karly in the living room. She was freshly showered and waiting for me. It was the most beautiful sight I’d ever seen. I grabbed her hand and felt my body become its raw and wild self. I’d pictured this night a million times in my mind, and it was finally here, ready to be a real experience for us both.

I stood next to the bedside drawer and pulled out a condom so it was ready to put on when it was time. Karly stood and looked deeply into my eyes. “I’ve been on the pill since I was fourteen to regulate my periods, so we’re safe to do it naturally, if you want to.”

I felt the pull to her. I couldn’t believe she was letting me take her and be her first. Fuck, and without a condom. What a dream. She looked beautiful and so desperately naive, and I was going to show her what it felt like to be pleasured properly. This night was special for both of us because I was going to leave her breathless and more than satisfied. She wouldn’t remember her life before me.

Chapter 12

Karly

My back slammed into the bedroom wall in a twisted passion that was unfamiliar to me. I’d dreamed about it over and over, but I hadn’t thought it could feel this good. Damon slammed into me and pushed his lips hard against mine. I melted under the warm touch of his kiss and pushed back, driving my tongue into the hotness of his mouth. Our tongues twisted and curled as I raised my hands and tried to pop the first button on his shirt. He grabbed my wrists and pulled me away from his chest.

“Don’t,” he said in a deep growl. He was sexy as hell.

Damon pushed my hands to my sides and started opening the buttons on my blouse. I was highly aroused as Damon slipped my blouse off my shoulders. He caressed my breasts with a wanton need I thought only belonged in the movies. The soft, midnight-blue silk ruffled against my skin as his fingers slid beneath my bra and teased my nipples. I sucked in a warming breath as he teased my peaks to a sensation-packed erectness. I rested my head back against the wall and exhaled. Already, I wanted to run my hands over his muscular body. When I tried, he told me no, and from the deep growl he used, I knew he meant it.

The waist of my skirt loosened as his fingers pulled at the back zipper. The noise of his groan made me instantly wet. My skirt dropped in a heap around my ankles, and my passion meter was beyond steaming hot. I felt free, and the silence became shattered from the tap-tap of my heels on the wooden floor.

I raised my hands above my head, and he pushed them against the wall. My head rocked from side to side as I felt my panties be pulled to the side of my now moist pussy. Damon’s assertive finger brushed against my soft and velvety lips. The elastic dug into my thigh as he slipped the tip of his finger past my moist lips and teased my hotness like crazy. His other hand pushed against the lower part of my belly, and it went down toward my arousal too. It was deliciously good as his fingertip danced on my throbbing clitoris. He did it with drive, flicking it purposefully, perfectly, as he kissed the nape of my bared neck. I inhaled deeply and then achingly exhaled with anticipation.

He moved his hand away from my clit and pinned my wrists to the wall. I breathed out a sigh, wishing he’d take me soon. I was hornier than I’d ever been in my life. I opened my eyes. His piercing gaze burned into me, and he grinned. An eyebrow rose as he pushed his finger deeper inside me. My legs quivered as his curled finger probed at my hot, wet depths. I pushed my head away from the wall. My tongue extended to kiss him again. Damon dropped my wrists and stepped back from me, leaving me in a state of sheer need for him.

“To the bed!” he ordered. “And remove your panties and bra.”

“Shoes?”

“Keep them on.”

I walked toward the bed while I fumbled with the clasp of my bra. It dropped to the floor as I was halfway to the end of the bed. Within three steps, I’d slipped out of my silk panties too. I turned so the backs of my legs hit the edge of the bed. I stood like the naive thing I was and waited.