The Biker's Nanny

With both of his hands on her pussy, he spread her lips and his fingers teased her. “You feel that? It’s you and me together. My cum is dripping from your pussy, making you so wet.” He pressed fingers inside her, she didn’t know how many. “You think what I saw upstairs was wrong? I think it was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever witnessed.” He leaned in close so that his lips were at her neck, near her ear. “I love that no one knows the real you. That they don’t even have a clue how wet you are right now and want to feel my cock deep inside you. I love that you have this part of you, Jasmine. A part that has been unexplored for so long.” He pulled his fingers from her pussy, and he placed two fingers at her lips. “Taste us.”

She opened her mouth, and he slid them up.

Jasmine tasted their combined release and gave a moan. Once his fingers were clean, he sank them into her hair, and tilted her head back to lay claim to her lips. His tongue traced across her mouth, and she opened up.

He plunged inside, and she moved to the edge of the bench, spreading her legs wide. He stepped between them.

His cock was already rock-hard.

They were out in the open. Anyone could see them.

She didn’t care, as he opened the robe and lifted up her shirt.

“Take my cock out,” he said, breaking the kiss.

Without dropping her gaze, she reached out to his pants, unbuttoning them, sliding down the zipper, and reaching in to take his cock.

He’d not put on any boxer briefs, so she didn’t have to fight with the elastic that kept them up.

His jeans fell down; she heard them as the belt clattered against the ground.

“Touch me.”

She wrapped her fingers around his dick, working the length up and down.

“You think I’ve got a problem with what you need? I fucking love it, baby, and believe me when I say we’re going to explore this.”

He pushed her hand away, and he broke their gazes. It didn’t last for long as he ran the tip of his cock between her slit.

Looking down, even in the small outdoor light, she saw enough that she moaned. How could she not? It looked sexy as hell. Her pussy was so wet, and this time when Hawk thrust inside her, he did so with ease.

She was so wet and ready for him.

He pushed her down across the bench, lifting up the nightshirt to expose her tits.

He cupped the two mounds, and she watched him as he flicked his tongue across each nipple. The sensation created an answering pull between her thighs.

She wanted him.

Hawk didn’t make her wait for long.

He pulled out of her only to slam back inside.

The bench wasn’t the most comfortable place to be to get fucked, but she didn’t want to move. When she made to wrap her legs around him, he stopped her, keeping her feet to the bench so that it opened her up.

He stood up so that he was no longer pinning her to the bench.

“I want to watch you touch your pussy,” he said.

At first, she hesitated.

“No. I don’t want you to listen for her. I want you to touch yourself. I want to see you lose control. Let me feel you as you come all over my cock. Give this to me, baby.”

She slid a hand between them and touched her pussy. The first stroke against her clit made her cry out. She was so hungry for more. She didn’t want to stop.

Gliding down, she felt the hard ridge of his cock as he fucked her. Touching him, she felt how wet he was, how wet she was. She’d never been like this, not ever.

Stroking her clit, she stared up at him, and couldn’t believe she was outside in the middle of the night, where anyone could find them, fucking her boss.

Hawk was her boss.

The scary biker guy with the cute daughter.

Pushing those thoughts aside, she focused on him.

There was no going back after this.

She’d already crossed that line, and it made her wonder for a split second if this was what the other women went through at the agency. The attraction to an employer that just made them cross that line. She was in no way different now.

“Come for me, Jasmine. Come.”

She worked her clit, feeling her arousal build until she came, calling out his name as she tightened around his cock.

He held her hips and fucked her harder, if that was even possible. The bench didn’t move even as he drove within her, taking her to a new height of arousal. Nothing made sense to her in that moment.

Hawk clouded everything, and as she felt him slam inside her one final time and his cum spill deep within her, she didn’t want this to stop.