Nanny with Benefits

He stepped closer and pinned me against the sink. I gulped and sucked in a breath as he put his hand on my flushed cheek. He leaned forward, and my eyes closed as his lips pushed against mine.

Now this was unexpected. Wanted…but unexpected.

Damon pulled his mouth away from mine. I bit my bottom lip as I dropped the towel. I raised my hands and planted them on his cheeks. The roughness of his stubble pushed against the soft, damp skin of my fingers. I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him back. I needed to feel him again.

Damon embraced my kiss. My back pushed against the hard corner of the counter, and I didn’t care. I kissed him for mere moments, but it felt like a lifetime. I swallowed and tasted him. He stepped back, almost apologetically.

No way. Don’t you dare say sorry. I coughed politely. “I better get going. I don’t want to be late in the morning,” I said.

Damon helped me into my coat, and I walked to the elevator. I glanced back as he waved. I looked down at my feet just to be sure I was walking because I felt as if I were floating. Boy had that felt more than good. Wow.

Chapter 7

Damon

In the shower, my mind moved to Karly, to her gorgeous hair and her ripe, curvaceous body. The way she acted around me, with her doe-like eyes, there was something inside myself that was drawn to her like a moth to a flame. I couldn’t stop thinking about the kiss we had shared. I felt strongly for Karly, and I wanted her like I wanted my coffee. It was an addiction of sorts. Fuck, I had never thought this would happen again, wanting someone as badly as I wanted her.

I washed my body as I looked at the clock on the bathroom wall. It was early, and I was ahead of myself time-wise. I kept reliving the kiss in my mind. She tasted like cherries mixed with honey. The smell of her was so good. To top it all off, a hint of apricot and flowers mesmerized my mind from the perfume she used.

Just thinking about her had my steely erection taking over me. I had a need like I hadn’t had for nearly four years. The strong urge to lather up and use my vision of her to come overpowered me. I needed a release. I was aroused by her, and everything about her made me want to explode.

I let my mind wander and imagined her sitting at the dining table. I let my eyes lock on hers. We were alone now. She leaned her head to the side and bared her neck, making my dick feel more of a pull to her, even more than it had the past few days.

I stroked my lathered cock, and tingles moved up into my groin. I wanted her, needed her. She was the air I needed to keep me going.

She opened her blouse for me. I nodded to give her permission to unbutton it for me. She licked her top lip as I watched the seduction. Slowly, she pulled on the first button. As it popped open, my dick got bigger for her. She gave a cheeky smile, and her eyes told the story of her desire for me. I couldn’t sit still in my imaginary chair any longer.

In a flash, I was there as she took a breath, gasping as I kissed the nape of her perfect neck. I must have her. My gaze moved down to her open blouse. I knelt before her as she unbuttoned it further. I needed desperately to see her breasts spill out, and then, like magic, they did.

My hardness increased as I pulled on my horny cock. I hadn’t been this horny in a long time. I moaned as I enjoyed her breasts spilling out. There was no bra underneath the blouse, and her nipples were solid, taut, standing erect. I pushed my wanton lips to her left breast and sucked on her nipple as my hand grappled with want at her other breast. She moaned loudly as if I were fucking her, taking her to the height of extremes.

My dick was ready to release its seed on the shower floor. I grunted, letting my mind take in the vision I had of her. She placed a finger into her seductive mouth, and when she sucked on it like a lollipop, I was done. The rush of my orgasm sprayed onto the wall. I had to hold myself steady as my body tensed up for her. She was my new addiction. Coffee had been getting boring anyhow.

The morning flew by as I got ready, my mind filled with thoughts of only her. My concentration had lost its peak, and seeing her dressed in a pink woolen sweater was beyond good. Paired with the sweet top was a skin-tight pair of faded blue jeans that hugged her curves to perfection. It was nearly too much for me to bear.