I don’t answer, and he pins my arms above my head. “Look at me,” he commands as he keeps thrusting, his hips gyrating against mine.
Sweat beads on my brow. I gasp for breath. It’s a struggle to stare into his piercing blue gaze as my pussy trembles and clenches onto him.
My legs tighten around him like a vice, unwilling to let him go. I tremble and gasp, back arching off the bed as he intertwines our fingers together. My hands squeeze his, toes curling as my heart pounds against my ribcage, trying to break free.
Gasping for breath, Levi is right there with me. One, two, three more strokes, and he’s spilling himself before sliding out, disposing of the condom.
I try to catch my breath, sliding under the covers.
Levi flips the bathroom light on, and it’s too bright and blinding. I shut my eyes and bring the blanket up over my face to hide any hint of light.
The bed dips, and Levi shuffles in beside me. He pulls me into his arms, cocooning me as I drift off to sleep.
* * *
The sun steals my slumber, awakening me as I attempt to roll over, but Levi’s grip tightens around my waist. “Not yet,” he murmurs.
I force my eyes open and glance at the clock. “I need to get Amelia ready for school.”
Levi growls and rolls me onto my back, pinning me beneath him. “I’ll write her a note. She’ll be excused.”
Smiling, I rise up and kiss him. “I don’t think it works like that. Besides, what are you going to write?I’m sorry my daughter couldn’t come to school on time because I was banging it out with her nanny.”
Levi chuckles and presses his mouth firmly against mine. “I like your sassiness. Have I told you that? Most people would be afraid to talk to me the way you do.”
I shrug, not seeing why. Is it because they’re intimidated by the fact that he’s a billionaire? It’s just money. “I have nothing to lose,” I say.
His gaze tightens. “That’s where you’re wrong,” he says, and presses his lips against my neck, teasing a path south. “You’d miss this, with me.”
Levi is right. I would miss it. “I don’t have to worry. You won’t let me resign,” I remind him.
Amelia’s soft patter of footsteps charges through the hallway.
“The little tyrant is awake,” Levi jokes, and moves off me. “I guess playtime is over.”
I whimper, already missing his strong, warm body covering mine. “Tonight?” I ask, hoping that we can make this a regular occurrence between the two of us.
Levi climbs out of bed and opens the dresser, pulling on a fresh pair of boxers. He tosses a T-shirt at me. “In case she bursts through the door; I can’t remember if I locked it.”
My eyes widen, and I grab the T-shirt, slipping it on just in time as Amelia bounces into the bedroom, oblivious to the fact that I’m in Levi’s bed and what it means.
“How about I get her ready for school? Douglas will drive her, and I want to have a word with him about Z.”
“Z?” Amelia asks.
Levi should have tried a better code name, but at least she doesn’t know who Zander is.
“Don’t you have to get to work?” I ask. It’s not his job to get his child off to school. That’s why I’m Amelia’s nanny.
“It can wait,” he says with a smile. “Just stay there. Give us twenty minutes.”
Levi hurries Amelia out of his bedroom and closes the door behind himself.
I sit up and reach for the bedside table, opening it, curious about what’s inside. A box of condoms, a blank notepad, and two black pens. The condoms aren’t much of a surprise, and there are certainly no dirty secrets in that drawer.
There’s movement on the opposite side of the door, and I pause near Levi’s dresser. He’s probably sending her into her room to get dressed, before walking her downstairs for her ride.
I poke through his dresser. There’s nothing exciting. I grab a pair of his boxers and slide them on, stepping out of the bedroom.