The Mafia's Virgin Nanny

He wanted to hear her come, to relish every sound of her release. She was fucking beautiful and pure.

He’d make her love sex, to love taking his cock. When he finally gave her his name, she’d love him more than anything else in this world, and she’d be completely devoted to him and no one else.

Some men saved their devotion for their mistress. Their wives were meant for breeding. He intended for Tessa to be everything. The wife by his side, the whore in the bedroom, and the perfect mother to his kids.

A man who spread his life between women was weak. His mind wasn’t in the game. Having everything in one package, it would keep them both safe.

“Touch yourself, Tessa. Show me how you stroke your pussy.”

“I’m never having sex while I do it.”

“Now you can feel how good it is to have both. Come on, baby. Show me.”

Her hand moved from his shoulders, sliding down his chest. The action was so slow but so tempting. She drove him crazy, and there was no other way to describe it. When it came to Tessa, she fucking completed him.

When she cupped between her thighs, with how he had her straddling, the slit of her pussy was open. He watched her touch her clit.

At first, she only used one finger to tease herself. When that wasn’t enough, a second finger moved between her wet slit, going back and forth.

She let out a gasp, crying out as she stroked herself. With each touch to her nub, her cunt tightened around his cock, squeezing his balls.

Closing his eyes, he gritted his teeth, counting to ten. Before he came, he wanted to feel her tight pussy on his cock.

He didn’t get a chance to bask in the pleasure during the first ride of her pussy, but he wanted it now.

Her tits bounced with every thrust, and he took one of her rock-hard nipples between his teeth, biting down on the delicious mound. She tasted fucking sensational.

With her tight heat wrapped around his length, her hand on her pussy, and just the pleasure itself, he was so close to the edge.

The moment she came, it was sweet relief to him.

Her pussy pulsed around his cock, and it set off his own climax. Every time her pussy tightened it was like she milked his balls of his cum.

The last time he’d checked her medical records, she’d not been on any form of contraception. If he kept coming inside her, it would only be a matter of time before she got pregnant

He wanted her to have his kid, to take his seed, to swell with their child.

As she collapsed against him and he held her close, it was like an urge overcame him. It made him desperate for more.

Pulling her head back from his chest, he stared into her eyes, and then took possession of her lips. So perfect, so sweet, and he was hungry for more.

Sliding his tongue across her lips, he stayed within her.

“Is it always like this?” she asked.

“Like what?”

“So perfect?”

“You think I’m perfect.”

“You’re really something, you know that already though.”

He winked at her. Kissing her lips, he let her get comfortable, with her head against his chest, her hands wrapping around him.

“I don’t want to leave this moment.”

“Then don’t. We can stay like this for the rest of the night.” He kissed her head. She’d be in his bed for the rest of her life.

Tessa may not know it yet, but she was falling for him. No doubt about it.

She got heavy on his chest, and as he stared down into her eyes, he saw she’d fallen asleep. His cock was already stirring to life for round three, but he didn’t push. Instead, he held her close.

He’d never slept with a woman before in his life. Too many people wanted him killed.

So even as he’d claimed her virginity, Tessa was about to be his first, and she didn’t even know it yet. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Chapter Seven

The following day, Tessa smiled at Caesar as he crawled across the carpet. They were in Jessica and Benedict’s quarters. For once, Jessica actually sat on the floor with them. Her hair was pulled up off her face, and she was smiling at her son.

“I can’t believe he’s getting so big,” Jessica said.

“It won’t be long until he’s walking, that’s for sure.” She tucked some hair behind her ears as Caesar stopped halfway. He sat back on his bottom and pressed his hands together, looking so cute. Seconds later, he started again, heading straight for Jessica.

The moment he was at Jessica’s thighs, she smiled down at her son. “Well done. Off you go.”

Caesar didn’t like that, so he crawled into his mom’s lap, taking a seat.

“I think someone doesn’t like you saying no,” Tessa said.