The attraction she’d felt for Wayne was the first time it had happened with a boss. She never let anything get in the way.
Yet, he made her ache, and he wouldn’t let her turn away, or give up either. He was determined to make her see herself, and she didn’t know what to do.
So, she gave in to temptation.
This would be her last nannying job.
Wayne wasn’t looking for love, and she wouldn’t allow herself to fall for someone who couldn’t love her.
Pushing everything aside, she focused on the wicked heat of his tongue, the way it flicked her clit back and forth, causing the pleasure to fill her entire body. She’d not felt this aroused in a long time.
He gripped her ass, holding her tightly as his tongue attacked her clit. Whenever she was getting closer to orgasm, he pulled back, making her ache and beg him to make her come.
“You taste so fucking good.” He growled the words against her pussy, which only set her arousal to a fever pitch. Reaching down, she gripped his hair, thrusting her pussy onto his face, letting go of the final restraint that kept her bound. She didn’t want to be controlled anymore, or pushed into place.
She wanted Wayne, even with his bad temper and moody ways.
“That’s it, baby, ride my face.”
They’d not known each other long, but she’d felt the tension between them every single night. If she hadn’t wanted this to happen, she should have left, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it.
His hands moved to her hips and he worked her clit, not letting her go, and Temperance called his name as he sent her over the edge. Fireworks exploded behind her eyes.
The pleasure rushed over her body, going to every single nerve ending and refusing to stop as it consumed her.
Wayne didn’t let go. He kept on licking until the pleasure began to spiral into the start of a second orgasm. Only, he didn’t send her over the edge. He pulled away from her, and she watched him grab a condom from his pants, tearing into the foil and rolling the latex over his dick.
Within seconds he was back between her thighs. As she stared into his dark brown eyes, his cock probed at her entrance and slowly began to fill her. He didn’t rush, sinking inside her until he was seated to the hilt.
He wasn’t small at all. His cock was large, the width letting her know that he was filling every single inch.
She was full of his cock as his hands stayed on her hips. Neither of them said a word.
The heavy thrum of sex was in the air between them.
The line that had been in place … was crossed.
He was her boss.
She was his charge’s nanny.
Temperance had broken her own rules.
And yet, she didn’t feel sad or regretful.
Still, no words were spoken as he took her hands, placing them beside her head. They hadn’t looked away from each other either. She couldn’t look away, nor did she want to. She felt overwhelmed by him, consumed.
How could a man make her feel this way after only a few days?
Wayne pulled out of her pussy only to sink back inside her. Over and over, he filled her with his cock, and she was trapped by his gaze, held by him.
“Tell me you feel this, too?”
She felt it.
This was more than just empty sex.
Breaking from his gaze, she looked down their bodies, watching his condom-covered cock as it filled her pussy.
He began slow, taking his time, each inch feeling even harder than the last, and she begged for more, needed more, and he gave it to her, until finally, he began to fuck her hard. He kept her hands trapped on either side of her head, holding her down as he fucked her pussy.
The pleasure of him filling her with every slam, every thrust, brought her closer to a second orgasm.
He rocked against her so that he rubbed her clit, and yet that didn’t bring her off.
Finally, he released one of her hands and reached between them, his fingers stroking her clit.
With a few strokes of his fingers, he brought her to a second orgasm. Gripping the sheets beneath her, she gasped, moaning as he didn’t give her time to come down. He held her hips and fucked her harder.
The pleasure exploded in every single direction as he took that final thrust. His cock jerked and swelled as his cum filled the condom.
They were both panting by the time he finished.
She hadn’t spoken.
His arms were wrapped around her, and she held him just as tightly. Everything was surreal, and she couldn’t … think.
“Tempe—”
The sound of Timothy’s scream filled the air, cutting through their post-orgasmic haze.
Wayne pulled away from her, causing her to wince. It had been a long time since she’d had sex with anyone, and he wasn’t small. Grabbing a robe, she tied it around herself and rushed to Timothy’s aid.