The Bully's Nanny - The Nannies

She had no idea where this was coming from. It was almost as if they were teasing each other with foreplay. This was the weirdest kind of initiation to sex she’d ever experienced.

“You’re a fucking drug I can’t seem to get rid of.”

“You’ve only had a few tastes. Maybe you’ll get bored of me.”

“That’s not going to happen, and you know it. You know what’s going on with me.”

“I’ve got an idea.”

He pulled her close and slammed his lips down on hers. She moaned his name as he plundered her lips. She kissed him back with a passion that rivaled his.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she didn’t know if he still threatened her or if they had a silent truce. Either way, he moved between her thighs, and she spread them open, crying out as he settled between them.

She couldn’t get enough of him. The lust drove her to the edge. She was on the brink.

His cock found her entrance once again. She was aching and sore but never too much to take him inside her. To feel him, to want him.

As he thrust inside her, she pushed up, crying out his name as he filled her.

He grabbed her hands, pressing them to the bed above her head. He used her as leverage as he started to plow into her, fucking her harder, going deeper, consuming her. She gasped, taking what he gave and letting him use her body for his own pleasure.

There was no sense to her, only a need to fuck, to be with one another. There was no right or wrong here. She didn’t care that he was attempting to blackmail her. All she cared about was being one with him.

Being fucked by him.

This was all she wanted.

Nothing else.

He stopped as suddenly as he’d started, pulling back so he could touch her clit, bringing her to orgasm. After he’d given her so many last night, she didn’t think it was possible to find release so soon. He proved her wrong again.

He brought her to the edge and shot her into a release that had her screaming before he joined her. This time, Drew didn’t hold anything back. He took her hard and deep, and showed her what it really meant to be fucked by Drew Gold. She truly believed she wasn’t ever going to recover.

Chapter Six

“I have the best ideas,” Callum said, leaning against his office doorframe.

Drew sat back in his chair, completely relaxed, looking at his brother. “Why is that?”

“It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to know what went on this weekend. Dropping Meghan off Sunday morning, I saw the look on your face, not to mention the flush on Callie’s. You two had spent the entire weekend fucking while I slaved away to keep an eye on your little girl.”

“Keep your voice down. Close the door, will you?” He didn’t want the entire office to hear what he and Callie had done.

“What? Are you fucking kidding me right now?” Callum asked, closing the door. “Are you embarrassed?”

“No.”

“Then why can’t I talk about it in public?”

“For a lawyer, you’re so dumb. Callie is still my employee, remember? She’s my nanny.”

“Oh, please. Divorce Tilly, marry Callie. You’ll be expected to screw your wife then.”

“I don’t even want to know why you’re in my office, do I?”

“You do, but I’ve got more important things to talk about. First of all, you’re happy, and that makes me as well. It’s nice to see my baby brother having a good time.”

“I want to kill you right now.” He wasn’t about to tell Callum that he was currently researching Callie’s old college, hoping to pin down the asshole who’d dared to blackmail her. A guy who did that had … feelings. This with Callie, it wasn’t feelings. Sure, there was lust, but love, hell no.

He’d treated her like crap in high school. He didn’t for a second believe there was going to be anything more between them. That was fucking crazy, of the highest order.

“Kill me all you want, you know I’m right.”

“I don’t know anything.” All he wanted to do was get his work done, for Callum to be out of his office so he could track this guy down.

Don’t think about the reason why you’re doing it, just know you’re wanting to do the right thing.

The right thing is not hunting an old guy down.

“Are you not going to thank me?” he asked. Callum leaned back in his chair, fingers locked behind his head, smirking.

“Why would I thank you?”

“You think I didn’t see the way you looked at Callie every single time she came into this office? Not to mention how you’d watch her ass when she walked away. I’ve seen you with women, Drew, and none of them make you behave like that. You were pretty much drooling.”