by K. L. Ramsey
“It does make sense, Zara. Thank you for that,” he praised. “Are you ready to play?” he hopefully asked.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Good,” he said. He knew she had little to no experience; their one night together had proven that fact. He needed to take things slowly but he didn’t want to hold back with her. “You need to tell me what you like and don’t like, baby,” he said. “We are just getting to know each other and I don’t want to push you too far. If you don’t like something, just tell me to stop and I will.” Zara nodded up at him.
This next part was going to be a little tricky, but he needed to aske her questions to get a feel of what to do with her next. “Have you ever given anyone a blow job before, honey?” he asked. She looked down at the floor again and shook her head.
“Eyes on me, baby,” he prompted. Zara did as he asked, looking back up at him.
“You must think I’m a complete freak,” she admitted. “Honestly, I just concentrated on work and college. I’ve dated but that was about it.” God, she was apologizing for not having any experience with another man and he found that to be the sexiest fucking thing he had ever heard. She didn’t realized what a gift she was giving him but he was about to clue her in.
“There is nothing for you to fucking apologize for, Zara. You not being with any other men is hot as fuck. You are letting me be your first for everything and I can’t tell you what that does to me. Look at me,” he commanded, palming his own cock. He was hard and ready for her attention. He stroked his dick and she couldn’t seem to take her eyes off him. “Look at what you do to me, baby,” he demanded. Zara licked her lips and moaned.
“Can I,” she hesitated, “May I touch you?” she asked.
“Yes,” he hissed. “I want you to touch me and taste me,” he admitted. The thought of having her lips wrapped around his cock made him even harder, if that was possible. Zara wrapped her small hands around his shaft, taking his directions and pumping his cock. She leaned forward and tentatively licked the head of his dick, gently sucking him into her mouth. It took every ounce of his control not to take over and pump into her hot mouth. He wanted to give her time to adjust to him and explore what he liked and didn’t like.
“That’s it, baby,” he hissed. “Just like that.” Aiden wrapped his hands into her long blonde hair and thrust a little deeper into her mouth. She didn’t seem to mind when he pushed her a little further, sliding to the back of her throat. When she swallowed around his dick, he nearly came down her throat. Aiden pulled free from her swollen lips and she mewled out her protest.
“I know, baby but if I let you keep doing that to me, this will be over way too quickly,” he said.
She smiled up at him, “So, I did it right?” she eagerly asked.
“You were perfect, baby,” he praised. “I want inside of you though,” he admitted. “Get up on the bed, Zara.”
“Will you tie me up again?” she questioned.
“Did you like that, Zara?” he asked.
“Yes,” she whispered. “I feel crazy for saying it but I did. I liked everything you did to me that night at the club.”
“Good to know, honey. How about tonight we try something a little different?” Zara’s enthusiastic nod made him chuckle. “Stand and hold onto the footboard,” he ordered. He had a four poster bed in his room and the thought of Zara being handcuffed to the post made him crazy with lust. He watched as she did as he commanded and wrapped her hands around the post, waiting for him to tell her what to do next.
“Perfect, baby,” he whispered and slapped her ass. “I’m going to get the handcuffs and then I want to take you from behind,” he said. Zara shyly nodded and flexed her fingers on the wooden post, telling him she was just as turned on by his suggestion as he was.
Aiden grabbed the fur- lined handcuffs from his nightstand and secured her wrists around the post. He stood behind her and ran his hand down her back to her curvy backside, cupping her ass in his hands. She moaned and thrusted back into his hold, seeming to need more.
“Are you ready for me, baby?” he questioned. He didn’t wait for her to respond, running his fingers down the seam of her ass and into her slick folds. Aiden moaned at finding her more than wet and ready for him. “Mmm, you’re ready for me, aren’t you baby?”
“Yes Aiden, please,” she begged. He lined the head of his cock up to her wet folds and Zara instinctively pushed back against him, allowing the head of his shaft to slide into her slick opening.
“Fuck, baby,” he hissed. She was so tight, she nearly milked him. He needed to remember this was all new to her but she felt too good to hold back. He wanted her, all of her and he planned on taking exactly what he needed.
“This is going to be fast, I’m sorry,” he said. He pumped in and out of her body, taking what he needed from her and when he knew he was close, he snaked his hand around her body and stroked her clit until she was grinding against him, screaming out his name. Aiden wasn’t sure why hearing her shout his name felt so satisfying but it was. He followed her over, finding his own release and pulled her against his body, loving the way she seemed to melt into his hold.
“That was—” she breathlessly stuttered.
“Amazing,” he finished for her. Aiden unlocked the handcuffs and pulled her into his arms, depositing her onto the bed. “Wait here, honey,” he whispered into her ear, gently kissing her cheek. Zara closed her eyes and hummed incoherently. Aiden went into his bathroom to get a wet washcloth and climbed back into his bed and Zara cuddled into him.
“I’m going to clean you up, honey,” he whispered. She opened her eyes and looked at him as if he lost his mind.
“What?” she asked, suspiciously eyeing the washcloth.
“I’m going to take care of you, baby. If you agree to be my sub, this will be part of my responsibilities with you. It will be my job to give you after care and make sure you are alright. Like this,” he said. He tried to spread her legs but Zara seemed to want nothing to do with his idea of after care.
“No,” she protested. “I can take care of that myself,” she insisted.
“Zara,” he warned. “Do I need to go over what punishments are and why you might need them or are you going to let me do my job?” Aiden waited her out.
“Fine,” she spat. Zara hesitantly spread her legs and covered her eyes with her hands, as if trying to hide. Aiden didn’t hide his amused chuckle and when he finished washing her, he pulled her back against his body so she was facing him.
“Look at me, Zara,” he commanded. She sighed against his skin and peeped one eye open. “Both eyes, baby,” he said. She finally did what he asked, although he could tell she wasn’t happy about having to face him. “I’m done playing games, baby. I need to know what you want—I need your answer,” he whispered.
Zara smiled at him and his whole world seemed to spin a little faster. “I’ll have to follow your every order—you know if I agree to be your sub?” she questioned. He wondered if she was actually considering his offer or if she was just toying with him. Either way, Zara had his full attention. She snuggled into his body, wiggling her sexy little ass against his hands and he flexed his fingers into her fleshy cheeks. He was going to love controlling her every need and desire if she agreed to be his. Aiden was also going to enjoy doling out her punishments and spanking her curvy ass red when she gave him sass, like she currently was. Zara knew exactly what she was doing to him and he had a feeling she’d be trouble at every turn.
“Yep,” he said. “After the girls go to bed, you become mine and I like complete control over what is mine,” he growled. Zara gasped when he gave her wiggling ass a sharp slap. “Hold still, baby,” he ordered. A part of him was surprised when she stopped moving about, proving his original point she was a natural submissive.
“You like it when I spank you, don’t you baby?” he questioned. Zara didn’t hesitate this time, nodding her agreement.
“I like it when you do just about anything to me, Aiden
,” she breathlessly admitted.
“So,” he coaxed. “Does that mean you will agree to be my sub?”
Again, she showed no sign of hesitation. “Yes,” she said. “I will be your sub, Aiden. But we need ground rules if this is going to work out.”
He cocked an eyebrow at her and smirked, “What kind of ground rules?” he questioned.
“Well, for one, we can’t let the girls know we are—you know sleeping together. No kissing, touching, hugging or any of that type of stuff around them. I know they are your daughters, but I don’t want them confused about what is happening between us. Explaining to them what’s going on between the two of us might prove difficult since I really have no clue as to what we are doing here,” she admitted.
“Well, I think we are two consenting adults having some wicked hot sex, if that helps in way of explanation,” he teased. Zara slapped at him and giggled.
“No, Aiden,” she chided. He could seriously get used to her stern nanny tone, it turned him on. “This thing between us would be confusing to two little girls. They’ve been through so much, they don’t need to worry about what their father is doing with their nanny,” she said.
“Deal,” he agreed. “And thank you for caring enough about my daughters to instill such a rule,” he said. “It means a lot to me.”
“Of course,” she said. “I told you I’ve come to care for your girls and that wasn’t a lie. They are two very special little girls.”
“Any other rules?” he asked.
Zara wrinkled her nose and nodded, “Yes—sorry,” she admitted.
“How about we sit down tomorrow and go over these ground rules of yours?” he asked.
“That works for me,” she agreed.
Aiden wondered how he had gotten so lucky with Rose finding Zara. She really was the perfect nanny for his girls and now, she was going to be his. “Remind me to give Rose a raise,” he said. “It couldn’t have been easy to find the perfect woman,” he whispered.
“Hmm,” Zara hummed. “You keep saying things like that to me and I might agree to just about anything you’d like, Mr. Bentley,” she said. Aiden didn’t want to push his luck but having Zara in his bed was already like a dream come true. He wasn’t sure if he deserved asking her for anything else at this point but he wasn’t done with her—not by a long shot.
“Well then Miss Joy, you should settle in and get ready for a very long night because I’m about to sing your praises and before you know it you will be my love slave,” he teased.
“Deal,” she promised. “I’m yours for the rest of the night then.” Aiden wanted to remind her she had agreed to be his for every night after this one since agreeing to be his sub but he didn’t want to push. Taking things one night at a time was the best for both of them even if his heart did stutter at the idea of having Zara Joy in his bed for good.
Zara
Zara woke early the next morning and snuck back to her bed before the sun even came up. She managed to get a couple more hours sleep in before her alarm went off. The girls were early risers and she had to get them breakfast and off to school. Plus, the idea of either of the girls wandering into Aiden’s room to find them in bed together didn’t sit well with her. It would be breaking rule number one and she couldn’t have that happen. Her and Aiden’s relationship—or whatever it was they were doing together—couldn’t touch the girls. Lucy and Laney deserved to be blissfully ignorant of their nanny being their dad’s sub.
She brushed her teeth and pulled her hair back, pulling on her robe to pad out to the kitchen to make coffee. Zara wondered if Aiden drank coffee and realized there was so much she didn’t know about him. She made a full pot, betting a man with so much on his plate would need some form of caffeine. Although, judging by the way his body looked as if he constantly worked out and took excellent care of himself, maybe he didn’t need coffee.
“Morning,” he whispered and kissed her cheek. He was already showered and dressed for the day and Zara wondered if Aiden ever got any down time.
“Hey,” she whispered back. “You’re up early.”
“I’ve been up since you left my bed,” he said. “So, I grabbed a shower and decided to get an early start.”
Zara smiled and shook her head. “Do you drink coffee?” she questioned.
He looked at her as if she lost her mind. “That is quite a change of topic,” he teased.
“I was just thinking I don’t really know much about you. You know—likes and dislikes, that sort of thing,” she whispered.
He pulled her against his body and a part of her wanted to protest with the girls about to be awake at any moment, but he looked at her as if he wouldn’t allow her to raise a fuss about what he was about to do. Aiden pulled her up his body and kissed his way into her mouth, igniting all the same fires that burned during the night when he took her over and over. When he finally broke the kiss, she felt hot and completely out of breath.
“Yes,” he said. “I like coffee.” Aiden stepped away from her and made his way across the kitchen to pour them both a mug of coffee and all Zara seemed capable of was staring at him with her mouth open.
“Do you have a busy day today?” he asked, handing her a mug.
“Not really. Just running a few errands while the girls are in pre-school and then they have dance class today.” She had only been working for Aiden for a little over a week now, but had found herself fitting right into the girls’ schedules. As far as family schedules went, theirs was easy for her to handle and Zara counted herself lucky.
“Will you have time for lunch?” he asked. Zara noticed Aiden seemed a little shy suddenly and she wondered what that was all about. He was usually so in control—so dominant. Seeing him a little unsure of himself did strange things to her heart and she wasn’t sure why.
“Lunch?” she questioned.
“Yes,” he breathed. “It’s the meal between breakfast and dinner,” he teased.
Zara quietly giggled and rolled her eyes at him. “Yeah, I have a firm grasp of what lunch is, Aiden. I’m just wondering why you’re asking me if I will have time to eat lunch today.” It was Aiden’s turn to roll his eyes and he set his mug of coffee down and pulled her back into his arms. Zara could easily get used to being held by him, but she didn’t want to get her hopes up this was going to be the norm. She needed to remember her own ground rules and once the girls were awake he wouldn’t be able to so freely touch her.
“Well,” he said, kissing down the column of her neck. “I was thinking you could come to my office and we can order lunch in—just the two of us.” Zara wasn’t sure what to make of his offer. Wouldn’t that be breaking some of the rules? He was supposed to be keeping up the appearance he was happily married for his campaign.
“What if someone sees me?” she questioned. “What about your campaign?”
“No one will see you, Zara,” he promised. “Rose is like the crypt keeper when it comes to letting people in and out of my office. She holds the keys tightly and protects me from any unwanted guests.”
“She is very protective of you, Aiden,” Zara agreed. “But don’t you worry about her knowing about us?” she questioned.
Aiden shrugged, “She already knows about us,” he admitted. “Well, she knows I met a woman and that woman has been all I can think about these past few weeks. I’m sure Rose is smart enough to put two and two together,” he said.
“I was all you could think about—really?” she questioned. Her heart felt about ready to race out of her chest at the way he talked about her. For a man who claimed to only want a sub to play with, he was sure pouring on the romance a bit thick. Zara knew she could be setting her heart up to be broken but she didn’t care. Hearing Aiden admit she was all he could think about made her want things she wasn’t sure could even exist for them.
“Yes,” he whispered, nuzzling her neck. “It seems I still have that problem—not being able to think about anything but you,” he admitted.
“Aiden,” she murmur
ed.
“Say you’ll have lunch with me, Zara,” he asked. “Please.”
“Yes,” she agreed. “I’d love to have lunch with you. I have an hour between errands and picking up the girls. It will have to be an early lunch though,” she said.
“Deal,” he said, kissing his way up her jaw and taking her lips in a scorching kiss that had her throwing all her rules out the window.
“Daddy,” Laney said, standing in the corner of the kitchen, wiping sleep from her eyes. Aiden quickly released Zara and took a step back from her. She knew she was being silly, but Aiden pulling away from her felt like a punishment; as if she had done something wrong. It was crazy, really. She was the one who insisted they have ground rules and the very first one was the girls could not know of their arrangement. They were going to have to be more vigilant in the PDA around the house if they were going to stick with the rules.
“Hey, peanut,” Aiden said, crossing the kitchen to scoop up the two year old. “How did you sleep?” he asked.
“Good,” Laney said around a yawn. “Lucy’s in my bed and she snores.” Aiden chuckled and tickled Laney’s belly causing her to giggle.
“How about some breakfast?” he asked. “I think Zara’s making us pancakes this morning.” Laney immediately seemed to perk up at the mention of pancakes.
“Chocolate chips too?” she asked, looking over to where Zara was throwing together the ingredients for breakfast.
“Yep, Squirt,” she agreed. “You girls do love your pancakes.”
“Well, they get that from me,” Aiden admitted. “They are my favorite breakfast food.”
Zara smiled, “Well, that’s the second thing I’ve learned about you this morning.”
“Second, what was the first?” he asked.
“You like coffee,” she reminded him.
“Oh, yes. But I think you learned a little more than just two things about me since you’ve been here, Zara,” he teased, winking at her across the kitchen as if she needed the not so subtle hint he was kidding.