The Bully's Nanny - The Nannies
He’d only just come, but he craved her again.
She stepped out of her sweatpants and this time, he took his time looking at her. She was bigger than any woman he’d been with.
Drew never knew he could be so addicted to curves. Running his hands all over her body, he loved her thickness. Reaching around, he grabbed her ass, which was more than a handful, drawing her close. He moved her so she was against the wall. He didn’t want to break the shower door.
After sinking to his knees, he grabbed one of her legs and placed it over his shoulder.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I’m going to taste you. I want you to come in my mouth. Scream my name as loud as you can. I want to hear it.”
“I … this is…”
“This is what you need to give me so I don’t report you.” He’d keep driving the point home.
She nibbled on her lip and he spread the lips of her pussy. She had a nice swollen clit. Even though she’d come already, she was ready for some more, and that was okay with him because he wanted to eat her pussy.
Pressing his tongue to her clit, he stroked back and forth before going down to her entrance. Some of his cum had already dripped down her leg and even though he had no desire to taste himself, he still wanted to have her on his tongue.
Her musky scent flooded him.
A few strokes and she came hard on his tongue. He gripped her ass and gazed up at her. “Have you never had a man worship this pussy?”
She shook her head, words clearly failing her. He liked being able to make her speechless.
“That’s okay, you’re going to get used to it with me.” He stood up, and his cock was already hard and had been from tasting her alone.
He lifted her, using the wall for leverage.
“I’m too heavy.”
“Shut up,” he said. He found her entrance and lowered her onto his cock so that he could hold her up as he began to work her pussy. Down and up, down and up. He felt her slick heat encompass him, and it was fucking glorious. She was a dream come true. A fire he was desperate for more of. “You’re amazing.”
“Please,” she said.
“You want my cum?”
She moaned.
“You’re going to be mine, Callie. From this day forward, when your duties to Meghan have finished, you’ll come to my bed and you’ll serve me. If you don’t, there will be consequences.”
“Shut up.”
He slammed his lips down on hers, silencing her protest. He was the one in charge, not her. He got to say what he did or not, not her. She belonged to him now and he felt fucking incredible because of it.
Whatever his brother had thought he was doing, he was going to have to thank him for it.
Over and over, he thrust inside her. He didn’t allow himself to come, not until his woman got herself off. She cried his name as she came and each ripple shot up through his dick, setting off his own release. He’d never felt a woman come so powerfully.
He couldn’t believe how easily he’d gotten addicted to Callie and that was what he was.
He didn’t want to let her go. Even as his arms ached from holding her up, he knew he’d found something precious. Now he only hoped he didn’t fuck this up.
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The following morning, Callie woke up facing the window. This wasn’t her room. She’d tried to leave Drew after the bathroom and a shower, where they’d fucked for a third time.
Three times in one night. For her, that was a record. She’d never been with a man so many times in one week. Her life had been pitiful for a long time.
Of all the men to break her fasting of sex and men, it had to be Drew. Why did it have to be him?
It wasn’t fair. It made no sense to her.
He snuggled in close. She closed her eyes, counted to ten, and opened them again. One of his hands was on her stomach, the other on her tit.
When they got into bed, more like collapsed on it, they hadn’t been in each other’s arms. Now they were.
She liked it.
Even his threats last night.
She didn’t know if he meant them or if they were to just get what he wanted. Part of her didn’t believe he’d tell on her. He had a kid now, and to do something like that, there was no way he could take that back.
“You know, I can hear you thinking,” Drew said.
She stayed frozen.
“I know you’re not asleep. Playing dead is a new thing for you.” He lifted up. “In high school, you never played dead.” He stroked her hair off her face and seeing as there was no point in pretending, she rolled over and looked at him.