Captured Nanny (The Nannies)

Wolf didn’t say a word. He let her take control, and that surprised her. She expected him to ruin the moment.

No words.

This was all on her.

With Wolf sitting on the bed, she moved on to the mattress, and he put his hands on her ass, keeping her in place.

She had no idea what she was doing, but she knew what she wanted. With his cock between her thighs, she moved over him, putting him at her entrance, and then, staring into his blue eyes, inch by inch, she worked him into her pussy.

It was tight, but it felt so good to have him within her.

“Fuck, Rain,” he said.

She sank down onto his length. Holding on to his shoulders, she tried to fuck him. “Show me,” she said.

He grabbed her hips and started to work her up and down his length. “It would feel a lot better if you touched yourself. Come all over my cock, Rain.”

She let go of his shoulder, reaching between her thighs. Even with their bodies pressed together, she touched her clit. With his cock inside her, it felt so good. Different from what she was used to.

“That’s it. Take my dick. Ride it for your pleasure. Come all over me, baby,” he said.

Rain gasped, listening to his dirty talk as she worked her pussy, feeling the spiral of an orgasm. She chased after it, screaming his name as she found her peak.

Wolf spun her to the bed and fucked her hard. The bed slammed against the wall with the force of his thrusts, but she didn’t care. The pleasure was what she was searching for. The hard length of his dick filling her was what she wanted.

She didn’t want it to stop, and Wolf didn’t let her down. He fucked her, showing her what she’d been missing, and when he came, she expected the disappointment and the guilt.

None came.

She put her hands on his back as he collapsed over her, giving her the whole of his body weight. She wanted all of him.

The moment didn’t last. In her world, it never did.

There was a knock at the door.

“Sir, I need you.”

She didn’t know who it was, but it was like a bucket of ice water being splashed all over her.

Wolf was who he was, and she was just Rain Thomas, mother, widower, and so alone.

He lifted up, and Rain couldn’t bear to look at him. Not now.

He pulled out of her, and she made her escape, running to the bathroom.

No words were needed.

She turned on the shower and before the water had heated up, she stepped beneath the icy water.

It did nothing to cool her temper or vanquish her sadness.

Tilting her head back, she looked up at the water, hoping for some kind of answer. None came.

She gasped as the shower stall opened, and then Wolf was there.

He gripped the back of her neck, drawing her close, and slammed his lips down on hers. “You’re not getting away that easily.”

Chapter Eight

One week later

“I want to take you out,” Wolf said, entering Rain’s bedroom. He hadn’t allowed her to sleep here for the past week, even though she kept on trying to escape him. He noticed every time he put his hands on her though, she seemed to lose her ability to think and to turn him down, which he found incredibly … arousing.

Rain turned toward him and frowned. “What?”

“Tonight. I’m taking you out to dinner.” He took a step toward her, needing those lips on his.

“Isn’t that dangerous?”

“Why?”

“I mean … what about other people?” she asked.

He chuckled. “Rain, you’re going to be in a restaurant, surrounded by people, but knowing your daughter is safe here at home. I think I can manage to treat you to dinner without it being too difficult.”

“Don’t threaten my daughter,” Rain said.

“Don’t give me reason to.”

The invitation had lost its appeal. This was something he recognized Rain doing. Each time he appeared human to her, she seemed to have no choice but to put their situation clearly. He was her captor.

When his mouth was on her or dick inside her, she didn’t seem to mind.

He tutted to himself as he left the room, heading to the front door where Mitchell was already waiting.

The restaurant was booked in advance for the night. He never expected her to say no. Good food, thrilling company. What woman would say no?

Mitchell didn’t say a word as they walked down the steps toward the waiting car. The windows were blacked out, and his driver stood beside the passenger as he always did during these trips. Mitchell climbed into the car.

There was only the middle seat between them. The partition was already up, giving him privacy.

“Speak,” Wolf said.

“She has been receiving calls from two schools that she was supposed to go and visit.”

“Two?” Wolf asked.

“Yes. She had already visited another two. They are in her surrounding area but far away. The current schools are nearby, one private, another public.”