“Yes.” He whispered in her ear when he entered her. With his cum still deep inside her from a few hours ago, it took him almost no effort to slide right back inside of her.
Without waiting for Keenan to move, she crossed her ankles behind his back to pull him in further. She lifted her hips to meet his thrusts.
“Do you know what I’ve dreamt about last night?” She blurted.
He held still inside of her.
“I’ve dreamt about you,” she said and his dick jerked, growing even harder if possible and she continued, “About you and all the things we could do…”
“Fuck, Ry. If you keep talkin’ like that…”
With a trace of her tongue, she licked a line over the spot where his neck dipped to his shoulder and whispered, “I wanted you so bad when I saw you standing in nothing but a towel…”
He had her so far gone she had no inhibitions around this man. He moved and said, “Mmm, that’s… fuck, keep talking, darlin’,” he pleaded.
Ripples of pleasure shot over her body when his hands palmed her breasts. His strokes slowed down, dragging his cock out inch-by-inch and filling her at the same leisurely pace.
“I… I’ve never talked dirty, Keen. I just say what I feel.”
“I know, that’s exactly what’s driving me crazy.”
She loved how his nostrils flared and he kissed her like he was punishing her.
He pushed forward in long, deep thrusts. Spurred on by his intense stare, she scratched his back with her nails.
“Ry!” Keenan hissed above her. His demanding thrusts suddenly halted at the same time her legs trembled and stars appeared before her eyes. The aching pressure overflowed, leaving Ryleigh lax in his arms. He burrowed his head in the crook of her neck and exhaled a deep breath.
After he softly connected his forehead to hers, his warm sigh tickled her chin.
“You take my breath away every time I look at you.”
A jittery feeling of excitement took over her body. It had been the same for her when the handsome man with the soulful eyes stood out in the crowd and demanded her attention from afar.
He’d dominated her thoughts and dreams these past months and now she was a part of his home, and hopefully she’d become a part of his heart as he already held a piece of hers.
“Who would’ve guessed that I would end up as your son’s nanny? What were the odds?”
He slipped to the side of her, trickling seed over her inner thigh. He pulled the covers over them and caged her onto the bed under his heavy arm.
“I couldn’t believe it when I saw you on that damn picture.”
While blinking the post-orgasm fog from her mind, she tilted her head. “Picture?”
“Yeah, your sister showed it to me when we met at Declan’s. It was a picture of you and your sister, and I couldn’t believe it. It had to be fate, I guess.”
“Are you even real?” She couldn’t believe from the two of them he’d been drawn to her. Not her sister, who could easily pass for his ex’s twin. She willed the thought of his ex away.
He mumbled while nuzzling her neck. “Stay with me…”
He’d probably meant staying with him this night, in his bed, but she pretended he’d asked her to stay with him and his son, forever. Not just as Tommy’s nanny. Sleep pulled her under before she could even reply.