The Nanny: A Single Dad Romance

by Aria Ford

  “Bounce,” I grunted, barely able to hold back my own release. I wasn’t done with her. Not yet. I knew she needed more, and I wouldn’t leave her unsatisfied.

  She rose up, nearly pulling me out of her before sliding back down. It was all very slow and methodical, making me crazy with my need to explode inside her.

  “Faster. Fuck me faster!” I demanded.

  She obliged, slamming down in hard, quick bursts to the point she nearly knocked me off the bench. I wrapped an arm around her waist to still her before sitting up a little straighter, changing the angle in which I was penetrating her. It had the desired effect. I could feel her climax starting, her legs were closing as she squeezed me deep inside her. Her head fell forward. I reached one hand up to cup her breast and ran the other down, to massage the clit. Within seconds, she was bucking and arching her back. Her head nearly slamming into mine as she jolted backward.

  I pushed her up, pulling out of her, with my dick dripping wet with her juices.

  “Shower,” I told her, taking her hand and pulling her as I made my way into one of the stalls with chest-high tile walls. I turned on the water as hot as it would go, my back facing the stream.

  She was staring at my dick, and it jumped under her scrutiny. I nearly blew my wad right there.

  “Turn around,” I said, barely maintaining control.

  There was a slight hesitation, but she did as I asked. I stepped behind her, running my hands over her thighs, her waist, before massaging her breasts, tweaking the nipples. Her response was to bend forward and push her ass into my dick. I grabbed both of her hands and placed them on the tile wall.

  “Hold on tight. I’m going to fuck you hard,” I whispered in her ear before nibbling at the lobe.

  Her head dropped to the side, and she spread her legs a little wider, aiming her ass up. I pushed a finger into her pussy before guiding my heavily engorged penis inside. I pushed slowly and deliberately. Without me telling her to do it, she backed up a step and pushed her butt against me, burying me balls deep inside her.

  “Holy fuck, Lindsey, you are killing me. I can’t get enough of you.”

  I pulled out and slowly worked my way in again, relishing in the feel of her pussy squeezing every inch of me, holding me tight. I rotated my hips against her, and she moaned.

  Once again, I slowly withdrew before putting my hands on her hips, holding her in place. She arched her back, preparing for my entry, her hands tightened on the wall. I plunged in with such force her feet slid forward on the wet shower floor. I yanked her back, getting in a little deeper.

  “Fuck me, Tanner. Do it. Harder, dammit, harder,” she yelled.

  I pulled out and rammed into her, over and over. She was moaning and moving her head, her fingers turning white as she gripped the edge of the wall.

  “Do you want more, Lindsey?”

  “Uhhhh,” she moaned.

  I took it as a yes, and like a piston in a well-oiled machine, I drove in harder and faster, just as she demanded.

  “Now. Now,” I repeated, losing my mind and my self-control.

  Her body jerked forward and up, as she shouted out with her release. I grunted as my own climax hit me, jerking me forward while my body rocked into her. I collapsed against her. My face pressed into her bare back, and I couldn’t catch my breath. One of her hands reached around to grab my ass.

  “Oh my God, Tanner. I don’t know what you do to me, but holy shit, I think you’re kind of amazing.”

  I grinned. “I know. You are too. Our bodies were made for each other.”

  I slowly pulled out and turned to face the stream of hot water. I reached out to pull her in. Her bare breasts pressed against my chest. I could have stood there all day with her naked body against mine.

  “We should probably get dressed,” I mumbled against the top of her head.

  “Yeah, I hope there are no cameras in here,” she murmured.

  My head jerked up, and I looked around. “Wouldn’t that be illegal?” I asked, suddenly very worried.

  “Yeah, its fine,” she said, walking out of the shower and grabbing a towel.

  We quickly dried off and dressed. Even though I had just had the best orgasm of my life, I wanted her again. Each time, it got better. I was worried I would die fucking her. Then I smiled because I didn’t think there could be a better way to go.

  Chapter 18

  Lindsey

  “Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked Tanner one last time. “This may only be adding fuel to the fire.”

  We were headed up the highway in his black truck. Brian didn’t know we were coming. It was a bit of an ambush, but one we felt we had to do. Neither one of us was okay with Brian hating us. And, we wanted to be together. We had to find a way to Brian realize we were more than just a fling. Tanner and I were the real deal.

  “He’ll probably take a swing at me, again. Don’t stand next to me. I would hate to have to kick his ass because he hit you,” he growled.

  “Where were you when he used to beat me up when we were kids?”

  He shrugged. “You usually started those fights, and you were definitely deserving of some of the licks he got in before your daddy rescued you.”

  “Hey!”

  “Just telling it like it is,” he said, checking his blind spot and changing lanes.

  “Uh, you seem to be in a bit of a hurry. Please don’t rush on my account. I’m not sure I’m all that eager for this confrontation. It’s probably going to resemble something from a war movie,” I lectured.

  “I want to get it over with. This has been eating at me for days. He’s my best friend. He’s my family as much as yours. I can’t have him hating me,” he said in a solemn voice.

  I reached over, putting my hand on his thigh. “I get it. I do. We’ll fix this. I think it was a combination of whatever it is he’s been dealing with at work, the tequila, and the shock of hearing you say it.”

  “How did you know about the work problems?” he asked, actually surprised I knew.

  I rolled my eyes. “Uh, he has never been good at hiding things from me. And my mom told me.” I grinned.

  “Cheater.”

  I had to laugh at his grumpiness over me knowing about Brian’s problems. “Sorry. I stayed out of it, hoping his time with you would help him get some perspective.”

  He nodded. “I guess.”

  We exited the highway. Brian’s condo building was within our view. Butterflies were flying around in my stomach. I hoped he would hear us out because I needed my brother in my life.

  Tanner parked in the visitor spot, and we climbed out of the truck.

  “I don’t know about this,” he said, grabbing my hand and pulling me back.

  I sighed. “I don’t know, either, but we have to try. Come on, we can’t turn back now after we came all the way up here.”

  We walked up the stairs to the second floor where his condo overlooked the pool. I took a deep breath, preparing myself for some harsh words and a lot of anger.

  Tanner stepped forward, knocking on the door, pushing me behind him. It was then I realized he was fully prepared to get hit. It was kind of sweet and a little sad, considering he’d been best friends with my brother forever.

  Brian swung open the door, took one look at us and tried to slam it shut but not before Tanner put his foot in the way.

  “Brian, let us in. We need to talk like adults,” I said, coming out from behind Tanner.

  “Go away. I have nothing to say to you.”

  “Brian,” I hissed. “Open the damn door or I’m going to tell mom.”

  His face popped into view. “Seriously?”

  I raised my brows. “Yes. Seriously. Now move,” I pushed open the door and walked in.

  Tanner followed. The three of us stood there, facing off in the entry.

  My brother glared at us.

  “Stop it,” I said.

  Tanner stepped forward. “Brian, I’m sorry. Really, I am. It just happened.”

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nbsp; Brian’s eyes narrowed. “And now what? It keeps happening? Is this one of those flings you like to have before you toss the girl aside and move on to the next one?”

  “No. I love her.”

  Brian and I both stared at him, eyes wide.

  “What?” I squeaked.

  He looked at me, really looked deep into my soul. “It’s true. I don’t know how to describe it, but I think it’s love.”

  I smiled. I wanted to kiss him and wrap my eyes around him, but I didn’t think Brian would appreciate that given his current upset.

  Brian looked at me, questioning my intentions without words.

  “I feel the same way,” I said in a soft voice. Brian only rolled his eyes. I looked to Tanner, who was grinning like a fool.

  “You need to go. I can’t take this shit,” Brian said, opening the door and gesturing for us to get out.

  “We’ll go, Brian, but please, try and understand. This isn’t a bad thing. I don’t know why you think you have a say in who I date, but you need to get over it,” I told him, tired of trying to please him.

  Tanner didn’t say a word. We left and got into the truck, neither of us talking.

  “Let’s go see my parents. We need to tell them before Brian blows this all out of proportion and gets them all fired up as well.”

  He grimaced. “But, your dad,” he trailed off.

  “My dad will be fine. Come on, let’s get this over with. If you meant what you said, we have to let the family know, don’t you think?”

  “I meant it,” he said, turning those green eyes on me.

  “Okay,” I whispered.

  Tanner started the truck and drove to my parents’ home. He knew the gate code and punched it in. When we pulled up to the front of the house, my mom came out the front door.

  I opened the door and jumped out. “Hey, Mom.”

  “This is a nice surprise. What are you two doing here?” she said with a warm smile.

  Tanner came around and gave her a quick hug.

  “Come in, come in. Your dad’s in his office. I’ll tell him you’re here,” she said, heading inside.

  We followed. Tanner took my hand as we walked into the sitting room. My mom turned back, saw our hands, and winked at me.

  “This is going to be fun,” Tanner whispered in my ear.

  Footsteps on the marble hallway alerted us to my parents’ return. Tanner and I both stood. My dad hugged me and clapped Tanner on the shoulder.

  “What are you two doing here?” he asked.

  “We wanted to talk to you,” I said, gesturing to the love seat across from the one Tanner and I were sitting on.

  “Uh-oh, this sounds serious,” my dad said, lowering himself onto the white sofa. “Do you need money? Did you make the team already?”

  I smiled. He was always ready to support my future. “No to both. But if I make the team, which I am sure I will, yes, I’ll need money because I’ll be heading to Colorado.”

  He nodded. “Okay, then, what’s up?”

  “Sir,” Tanner started, “we’re dating. We’re together. I love her, and she loves me.”

  My dad looked at me, then back at him, and then at my mother. “Finally.”

  “What?” Tanner and I said in unison.

  My mom laughed. “Oh sweetie, it was only a matter of time before you two got together. It certainly took you long enough. We were beginning to think you were never going to find someone, dear.”

  I blinked. “You’re okay with this?” I was only slightly offended that the thought I would ever be a spinster entered their minds.

  My dad looked confused. “Yeah, why wouldn’t I—” He stopped and narrowed his gaze on Tanner before looking back at me. “Are you pregnant?”

  “No!” I shouted.

  His shoulders sagged in relief. “Thank God. I mean, grandchildren are fine, but I would prefer you waited until you graduated and, of course, after the Olympics.”

  My mom was nodding her head in agreement.

  “I’m glad you guys are on board. Brian isn’t. He punched Tanner, and he kicked us both out of his apartment,” I pouted.

  “Don’t worry about Brian,” my mom said. “He’ll come around. Give him some time. His little sister and the best friend he considers a brother dating is a lot to take in.”

  “Thanks, Mom.”

  “Are you two going to stick around for dinner?” she asked.

  I looked at Tanner, and he shrugged. “Sure.”

  There was one burden off my shoulders. Now it was up to Brian to figure out how to get okay with us being together. We were together, and this was a relationship I wanted to keep, no matter what my big brother thought.

  Chapter 19

  Tanner

  My life felt like all the pieces were falling into place. I felt—complete? That sounded totally cheesy, but it was the best way to describe it. Lindsey completed me. I heart Lindsey. Shit. I have turned into a mushy girl.

  After dinner with Lindsey’s parents, we had gone to visit my mom. She was thrilled to see me and Lindsey together. Everyone was on board with it except for Brian. Fuck Brian. We decided to stay at a hotel instead of driving back home. My mom and her parents both offered to put us up for the night, but that was a little too weird.

  Plus, I wanted her all to myself, and what I had planned was not appropriate for doing under our parents’ roofs.

  “You ready?”

  She was sitting on the edge of the king-size hotel bed, tying her shoe.

  “Yep. I feel like we should clean up a bit. We kind of trashed the place,” she said, standing and looking around the room.

  “It was fun doing it, though. It’s not something I will ever forget,” I said, my voice dropping a couple of octaves.

  Her face grew flushed, and I knew she was thinking back to the moment we’d broken the small table. That was going to cost me. The blankets were in a twisted mess on the floor. I looked around the room, but there wasn’t a surface we didn’t use. I had fucked her every which way possible until both of our bodies were completely spent. We had collapsed on the bare mattress and passed out. Both of us were overheated and didn’t require any blankets.

  “I’m so glad I don’t have a meet this weekend or training.” She looked at me with a warning in her expression. “Don’t even think about trying to drag my ass into a pool today. I got a good enough workout yesterday.”

  I wrapped my arms around her. “Yeah, you did. Maybe I’ll give you a workout tonight. Your place?”

  She stood on her tippy toes, kissed my nose and then my lips. “We’ll see.”

  I growled. “I want you right now.”

  “It’s checkout time. We need to go. The last thing I want is the maid coming in and me having to look her in the eye when she sees this mess. That’ll be embarrassing.”

  I laughed at the picture that put in my head. “All right. Let’s go.” I swatted her ass, and we headed out the door.

  When we pulled into the parking lot of her apartment, she turned to me, her mouth agape.

  “What?” I asked, glancing around, trying to see what had made her speechless.

  “That’s Brian’s car,” she said, pointing to the little Nissan in the lot.

  Sure enough, it was his. Had he been there all night?

  We got out and started toward her apartment, where Brian was sitting on the steps. I warily looked at him, sizing him up, trying to get a read on his mood and figuring out whether I should protect my face.

  “Hi,” he said with a sheepish smile.

  Lindsey looked at me, took my hand, and smiled back at Brian.

  “I’d like to talk,” Brian said, standing and brushing off his jeans.

  “That would be great. Let’s go in,” she said, climbing the stairs.

  I was slightly hesitant to walk past Brian, but he seemed cool. I eyed him as I went by. He seemed normal, but I couldn’t be sure.

  Lindsey unlocked the door, holding it for Brian and me to pass by.

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�Sit,” she ordered.

  Brian and I sat on opposite ends of the couch.

  “I wanted to apologize,” Brian started. “I shouldn’t have freaked out on you.”

  “It’s okay,” Lindsey said.

  I didn’t agree with her.

  “I’m okay with your relationship, not that you need my permission, but I want you to know it’s cool. I’ll get better with it. You took me by surprise, Tanner, really. You can’t say you’re banging my little sister and not expect me to be a little pissed,” he reasoned.

  “I never said that, and I would never speak that way about your sister, man. Never. Don’t put words in my mouth,” I growled, more than ready to knock him on his ass.

  “Relax, Tanner,” Lindsey was saying. “I’m glad you’re okay with it, Brian. Please understand that neither of us thought this would happen. It just did. I know that sounds terrible, but, well, it did. I mean, come on, you had to know I was crushing on him for years.”

  He laughed. “Gee, is that why you asked me a million questions about what he was doing and who he was dating?”

  She shrugged, looking a little embarrassed. I smiled and winked.

  “Whatever,” she shot back. “I know you were watching me too. Brittany and I used to parade around in our bikinis whenever you guys came home from school.”

  Brian’s eyes grew wide in horror. “Oh my God. I don’t need to hear that. You were in high school, Lindsey. Like, underage. Illegal.”

  “Stop, like you weren’t checking Brittany out,” she chided.

  I took a deep breath. “I’m sorry you had to find out that way, but I’m not sorry that I’m with her, and I am with her. Like, all in. There is nobody else. There won’t be anybody else. I promise you I won’t hurt her, Brian.”

  “That’s fine. It’s cool. It just caught me off guard. Tanner, I’ve known you a long time, and you can’t blame me for being a little worried. I can see you’ve changed. I believe you when you say you love her. I can see it. You’ve both changed—for the better. Maybe we can double date, sometime down the road. For now I’m going to keep my distance. I still can’t get my head around you guys kissing and whatever. It kind of creeps me out,” he said.