The Rancher's Nanny

He thrust inside her, and as he came, she felt the flood of his cum fill her pussy. Without the condom, the pleasure went to another level, and she closed her eyes, basking in the feel of him.

Leaning back against him, she couldn’t believe what they had just shared, and what was more, she looked forward to more.

Chapter Seven

“So, how are things going at home?” Mike asked.

Caleb glanced over at his brother and nodded. “Good. Why?”

“Nothing. Martha was saying how well Paige is getting on. She’s always talking about Maddie, and of course Mom loves her as well.”

He smiled, thinking about his mother’s meddling. She didn’t have a clue that every single night in the past two weeks, he’d sneaked into Maddie’s bed, or what he’d been doing to her body. She’d started to wear scarves as he’d left some marks around her neck from his kisses. He’d also seen the bruises left on her hips from how tight his grip had been on her body.

Just thinking about her against him had him hard as rock. Leaning forward, he patted the mare, happy with the fence around the ranch. It was getting close to fall, and when the weather got colder, he didn’t like doing the more labor-intensive tasks of fixing fences, or repairing buildings in the winter. He had far more interesting plans than freezing his balls off.

“You know, I was sure I caught you the other day pressing Maddie up against the side of the house. You looked ready to fuck her brains out.”

He looked toward his brother, who had his brow raised up.

“What do you want to know?” Caleb asked.

“Are you fucking your nanny?”

He’d always been close to his brother. Mike had been the one to help him deal with his annoyance with Ivory. Mike and Martha had been there with Paige as well. From what he’d discovered, Ivory usually left Paige in her crib while she surfed the internet and talked with friends.

“Yes,” he said. “Don’t say anything though.”

“What?”

“Maddie is not comfortable with anyone knowing that we’re screwing,” he said. He thought about those books that he’d bought from her. They had been really insightful. The long-running theme throughout each romance book was the hero being on the dominant side, taking what he wanted, but giving so much in return, and of course, falling in love.

He didn’t for a second believe he was falling in love. They were having a lot of fun, but he didn’t know where it was going.

“Does Mom know?”

“No one knows. She’s not comfortable with crossing that boundary.”

“You dirty dog. You’re her boss.” Mike laughed and slapped his arm.

“I’m not making her have sex with me,” he said.

“I know. It’s just … forget it. You like Maddie, don’t you?” Mike asked.

“Of course. She’s a nice woman.”

“Yeah, but do you like her, like her?”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” They trotted back toward the ranch, keeping pace with each other.

“You’ve sworn off women since Ivory, but I’ve seen Maddie. She’s nothing like your ex.”

“I know.” He was very much aware of how different Maddie was. She gave so much of herself. Whenever he went to her room at night, part of him expected her to give him ultimatums, or demand something for herself. Each time he appeared though, she opened her arms, and by the end of the night when she fell asleep, he didn’t want to leave her.

In fact, late at night when she was asleep, curled up in his arms, he loved watching her. She looked so peaceful, and he could allow himself for a few moments to believe that she belonged to him, that she was indeed his.

Approaching the house, he paused his horse, watching as Maddie and Paige were each washing the dogs. It was a relatively warm day.

His woman had on one of his shirts, a pair of jeans, and he’d even purchased some cowgirl boots for her to wear, which she had on.

Paige was holding the house as Maddie scrubbed each dog. Of course, they were both laughing and holding their hands up as the dogs shook off the excess water.

Mike stopped beside him, and they watched as Maddie took the hose pipe from Paige and sprayed the girl, who giggled. They were several feet away, and he still heard their laughter.

His daughter grabbed the bucket of water and threw the contents at Maddie, who gasped.

Maddie dropped the hose pipe and rushed toward his daughter. Paige screamed, but she didn’t get away. Maddie caught her up in her arms and began to tickle her.

The sight before him was such a beautiful one. He couldn’t recall a time when Paige had been so happy, and not just that, seeing their friendship blossom was so good.

Maddie was more than a nanny. She was the mother figure that Paige had never had, and it twisted something in his gut to see it.