Brock's Leading Lady (The Nanny Tales 1)

He slowly pulls his cock out of my mouth, the saliva dripping off it. His eyes glassy and filled with everything we just did. I stay on my knees, my body not allowing me to move without his permission. I am not going to even think about what it means right now. I feel too good. “Such a good job.” He praises me as he smacks me in the face with his cock before pulling me onto my feet by my hands. “Are you hungry?” He asks me, setting the shower up.

“No,” I say a yawn leaving my mouth before I could stop it.

“I see.” He chuckles and rubs my cheek. “I have to remember this is all new for you. You must be exhausted baby. Come. Let’s get cleaned up and then you and I will rest. The kids won’t be back till morning.” He pulls me into the shower, and I swear I fall more in love with him. He not only washes my hair and entire body, being extra careful with my poor, sensitive pussy, but he also massages my neck, saying he knows how hard on me he was for my first time. I mean who is he? Do men really treat their women like this? If they do, I don’t understand why there are any divorces at all. “Come, Delta. Let me dry you off so we can get some sleep. I am going to wake you up in a couple of hours to eat something.”

“K.” Is all I manage to respond since my eyes are barely open and my body feels like I have taken a dose of narcotics with some sleeping pills. I feel so loose and relaxed. Hell, he will be lucky if I wake up at all. “River!” I shout realizing with more than a little guilt that for a split second I forgot about my sister.

“Shh. It’s ok baby. I texted my driver and told him to message us when they are on our way back. Don’t worry. She is in good hands.” He carries me to bed and lays me in it. I roll over on my stomach, never really being much of a back sleeper. I feel the bed dip and the immediate heat from his body. I find myself snuggling into him as I drift off.

“So fucking gorgeous.” I hear him mumble as his hands caress my back, lulling me to sleep the rest of the way. My last thought is.... This would be great to have forever.“Wake up, sweetness. Come on. Time to get up and eat.”

“Nooooo,” I groan putting the pillow over my head. I don’t know why, but my body is not happy about the idea of waking up. Not to mention my thighs are so sore.

“You hurting baby? You need something to make you feel better? How about you open your legs for me. Just the way you are.” His voice drops an octave and immediately I wake up a bit more latching on to the fact that everything in me is saying yes. I spread my legs, not bothering with pretending to have to think about it. “Mmmm. Smell that scent, Delta? Your kitty smells like it was just breached. That never been touched fragrance is all gone baby. You smell like you belong to me now.” He drawls out right before his tongues swipes me up the middle and I scream out the action forcing me to move.

“Oh crap. Brock. Oh shit!” I yell, my hips moving, shaking, swaying side to side on the bed before he holds me in place.

“Your little pussy sensitive, baby?”

“Yes. Yes,” I tell him, whining, not wanting him to stop. He flicks over my clit, over and over. His finger finds its place in my hole and I think I’m going to die. My heart begins thumping, I swear I can see it bouncing out of my chest. My hands go to my head and begin pulling my hair up. My back bows off the bed as my face plants into the mattress, still on my stomach. His other hand is weighted on my lower back, preventing me from moving any more than he wants to allow. This of itself is a huge turn on.

“Fuck baby. I think your pussy is becoming my new obsession.” I feel his entire face run along my pussy as he turns his face over and over in my juices. His five-o clock shadow rubbing against me causing a surge of sensations to go through the whole of my body. I begin to shake and scream no longer able to contain myself. My mouth demands the need I have.

“Fuck me Brock. Please!” I beg and plead not wanting my ending to happen without him inside of me.

“It was never going to be any other way!” he says slamming into me knocking the air and clearness from my chest and mind. “My seed will never go anywhere until there is life inside of you. Wrap these legs around my neck baby. I want to go deeper love. It should look like a snake leaving your mouth.” He spits out as he slams into me over and over, my body not sure which way to go. My hands have no idea what to do. They ravage his body and my own, my fingers tweaking my nipples as his mouth moves from one to the other. I can feel my soul leaving my body, yet again. The zing of my life, the evanescence of my doubt floating away as the very splendor of this man makes me into a new person. “Can you feel it, Delta? Can you feel our very spirits becoming one?” I nod my head not willing to leave this heaven I find myself in, surrendering to everything that is around me. His mouth latches onto my neck as his teeth has their way and suddenly a flash comes before me and I scream as anything that was left inside of me comes crashing down and turns to dust. Is it possible to become reborn from one experience?