Naughty Nanny Series-Stay

by Malori, Reana

  Sitting down next to her on the bed, Rick inhaled her unique scent of coconut and cream. “Cherie. You mean so much to me and the kids. You have to believe me when I say that you misunderstood my comment. Please don’t leave. The kids and I would be lost without you.”

  Picking up her hand, he noticed how small it was compared to his. Far from dainty, she was the complete opposite of Susan; but Rick was okay with that. Cherie was what his friend Barry called “thick” and he loved every inch of her. Over the years, he had come to realize Cherie’s true beauty and the fact he loved her so much took nothing away from what he’d felt for Susan.

  Rick never thought he would feel this way about a woman again. When Susan had died after giving birth to the twins, he wasn’t sure he’d be able to recover. His heart had been broken into such tiny pieces that nothing could penetrate his defenses. Only the sweet faces of his two children pulled him from the abyss. His parents had told him that he would get better in time, that life would go on. He’d never believed them. Not until an angel had walked into his life and made him believe in love again.

  Cherie loved his kids with everything she had. Her eyes were full of affection and pride each time they presented her with trinkets or artwork created at school. He’d always thought she would be around, that he had plenty of time to tell her how he felt. Sitting here on the bed, watching her try to hold back the tears caused by his casual remark she’d heard out of context, Rick knew he had to fix this situation and fast.

  “Don’t cry, Cherie. Please, you have to listen to me. We don’t want you to leave. I know it’s late, but if you let me explain, it’ll make sense.”

  Looking into her eyes and drowning in the chocolate-brown color, he knew he was lost. Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears. Looking his fill, he thought nothing was more beautiful than the woman he loved sitting here with him tonight.

  Making a split-second decision he hoped wouldn’t come back to bite him in the ass, Rick knew he had to taste her. Releasing her hands and cradling her face, he pulled her close to him as he lowered his head. He vaguely noticed her eyes widen in what appeared to be shock; but when she realized what was about to happen, her body relaxed.

  The first touch of his lips against her soft, lush mouth was like heaven. He tried not to press too hard or move too fast. This wasn’t about conquering. This was about acceptance and convincing. Convincing Cherie how he felt about her. Opening his lips slightly, his tongue traced the contours of Cherie’s mouth; and when she moaned deep in her throat, he knew he’d struck gold.

  Coaxing Cherie to open her mouth, he brushed his tongue against hers. Using some slight suction, he pulled her tongue into his mouth as he continued to pour all the love he had for her into this one kiss.

  Moving one hand away from her face, he traced the shape of her back and pulled her body closer to him. Her nipples hardened against his chest, and Rick knew he needed more. The time had come for them to be together and he prayed Cherie wouldn’t back away from him. He’d waited so long to hold her in his arms like this. He didn’t think he could ever let her go.

  Reluctantly pulling away from her mouth, Rick’s breath was ragged and his voice was husky with his pent-up need, “Cherie, please, I need this night with you. You must know how much I want you. How much I need you. Don’t leave me. Don’t push me away.” At the sultry look in her eyes, Rick saw there was no turning back. He knew he couldn’t let her go. He simply wasn’t willing to do it, no matter what.

  He dipped his head again and began kissing Cherie’s beautiful full lips. Her hands released his shoulders and crept up to his hair, grabbing hold. Feeling her fingers pull and tug at his hair while her mouth feasted right back on his drove Rick to a new kind of hell. This woman was going to be the death of him. Dreams were one thing, but he’d never truly thought it would feel this way.

  Laying her down on the bed, he swept the clothes and other miscellaneous personal items on the floor.

  “Rick, should we be doing this? It doesn’t change anything. I’m still leaving.”

  “No, Cherie. You can’t leave me. I need you here with me, with our kids.” As her eyes widened again, he knew she hadn’t been expecting him to say that. “Yes, our kids. You’ve given us everything you have. You’ve become their mother and the other half of my soul.”

  Using one hand to grasp her wrists above her head, Rick began to unbutton her shirt, exposing her breasts. Damn! She wasn’t wearing a bra. Her nipples were hardened and standing up at attention, just waiting for his hot mouth. His cock jerked at the picture of womanly perfection lying beneath him. She was so damn sexy and by the end of the night, she would realize she belonged here with him.

  Giving her a wicked grin that held a promise of things to come, Rick dropped his head and began to kiss and lick her perfectly rounded globes. He sucked her nipple into his mouth, using his tongue and teeth to tease the distended flesh. He had never wanted anything, or anyone, more than he wanted Cherie at this moment. Trailing his tongue from the underside of her breast to the very top, he felt a shudder go through her body and made a mental note to remember her reaction.

  “Rick! Oh, my! That feels so good!”

  “Cherie, baby, it’s only going to get better.” Not wanting to ignore an inch of her body, he dropped his head and began licking and sucking her other breast. Feasting on her this way was heaven. His pants were strained to the brim by his cock stretching as if reaching out for her, needing to be inside her.

  There was no way Rick was going to rush this. He would let Cherie set the pace. This night was for her. Needing her to realize this was about more than sex, he would wait—as long as it took—for her to tell him she was ready. Once they came together, there would be no turning back.

  Chapter Four This felt so good. There was no way Cherie was going to tell Rick to stop. His lips on her skin were hot and his hands on her body were scorching. Talk about a fantasy come true! Cherie had dreamed of being with Rick like this for months, years even; and now that the time was here, she wasn’t going to hold back.

  Her body was aching to feel him inside of her, but his slow pace was killing her. She didn’t want him to go slow. She wanted him pounding into her, making her feel like the sexy and irresistible woman she was. His mouth on her breasts was driving her crazy; and when she felt his hand drift down toward her shorts, her body began to quiver. Please, please, her mind begged, don’t let him stop!

  “Rick, please, take them off!”

  “Are you sure, Cherie? If I do, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop. I need you to tell me to get out of your room. I need you tell me if you don’t want this. If we go forward, you’re mine.”

  “Yes, I want this. I need this. Take them off.”

  Placing his hand above the waist of her shorts, he began to tug them and her underwear off her hips. As her pussy was bared to his gaze, Rick leaned his face down and inhaled her scent. Damn, this man knew how to make her body burn hot! As he slid the shorts and underwear completely off, Cherie was almost afraid to move. She didn’t want to break the spell, as if any movement might make him come to his senses and leave.

  Looking down at him, she realized both of his hands were on her legs, opening them wider. Without any prompting from him, she kept her hands over her head. Well, she’d be damned if she would move them now. He lay down on top of her, his hard erection pressing into her core. His lips met hers again and their tongues dueled for control, Rick winning the battle.

  His hips began to gyrate and her pussy began to weep at the prospect of having him fill her. Her channel clenched for something that wasn’t there, something that only Rick could provide. He moved from her lips and she whimpered, not wanting to let him go.

  “Don’t worry, baby, I’m not done with you yet.”

  Sliding down her body toward her steaming center, Rick’s face was poised above her and she was glad she had recently shaved. She wanted him to have free access to her aching core. As she thought about what was to come, damn if he
r pussy didn’t start leaking in anticipation.

  The first swipe of Rick’s tongue almost took her breath away. He grasped her knees and spread them wider as he settled in for what seemed like a long meal at an all-you-can-eat buffet. The sensations from his tongue ran through her entire body, giving her a feeling so intense that all she could do was open her mouth in a silent scream. His tongue swirled around her clit and sucked her tiny nub into his mouth.

  Cherie thought her head was going to explode. She had never, never, never felt anything this fucking mind blowing. This was the kind of shit that made a woman think of long weekends in bed with only limited food and water to sustain the body.

  Cherie screamed out as Rick’s tongue dove inside her hot channel, mimicking the motion and action that would soon be accomplished by his cock. Oh, God, the feelings were beginning to overwhelm her. He ran his tongue from the bottom of her pussy to the top, over and over again, driving her completely out of her mind.

  Cherie felt the orgasm building within her and knew it would be a doozy. Her hips began to involuntarily hump against Rick’s face, trying to get closer, wanting his mouth to stay and feast on her. Silently telling him not to stop, she tried to convey with her body that she needed more. He reached under her and grabbed her ass cheeks to lift her against his face, as if he also felt her orgasm rushing through her body. He seemed to silently answer her plea, telling her he was here for the long haul.

  He wouldn’t let her go. He wouldn’t stop and Cherie sure as hell didn’t want him to. She grabbed his hair, pulling and scratching at his scalp, but couldn’t gain any purchase. Her hands were clenching and unclenching as absolute joy and pleasure rushed through her body.

  Knowing she wasn’t able to hold back anymore, Cherie allowed her body the release it so desperately needed and was powerless to stop.

  “Yes, Rick, oh, God, yes! Yes, please don’t stop. I’m coming, I’m coming, oh, yes!!”

  Cherie exploded. Her body convulsed so strongly that Rick had to wrap his arms around her legs to hold her still. Her scream was noiseless, the sound lost in her throat. Her hands turned into claws as she tried to grab hold of something, anything that would steady her fall from the precipice from which Rick had flung her.

  Rick’s voice was sultry and thick with passion when she heard him speak again. His head was lying on her hip as her body tried to calm down. Lips wet with the juices from her pussy placed tiny kisses on her skin, causing tiny ripples to shoot through her. “Cherie, it can always be like this with us. You were made for me. I can’t let you go.” Silence filled the gap for the space of a few minutes. “Damn, Cherie, I need to be inside you.”

  How could she tell him no? Not just because he had given her the best pussy licking she’d ever had, but because she loved him so much. He kept talking about a future and not wanting her to leave. Should she believe him? Oh, God, she knew she wanted to, with everything in her, she wanted to.

  Knowing those questions didn’t matter right now, she put them in the recesses of her mind. All that did was making love to this man. She felt the need to put it on him so good that the only woman he would want in his bed after tonight would be her.

  “Come on, baby. Take your clothes off. I want you inside me.”

  Rick peeled off his clothes quickly and came back down to the bed, kissing Cherie from the bottom of her feet to her eyes. He left no part of her body untouched. He’d only reached her navel when she was using all her strength to try and pull him up, only he wasn’t budging. He took his time bringing her back to a slow boil and after the mind-blowing orgasm she’d just experienced. It wouldn’t be long.

  “Dammit, Rick, stop messing around! Make love to me!”

  Opening her legs wider and looking down at his body, she gasped. He was huge. Bigger than any man she’d been with up to this point. How the hell would that anaconda fit inside of her body? “Shit, Rick, I don’t know if you’re gonna fit.”

  “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure every single inch is embedded in you so deeply, you’ll never get rid of the feeling of having me inside of you.”

  “Oh, Rick! Wait, what about a condom? I don’t have any.”

  “Don’t need one. I’m the last man you’ll ever make love to. The last man who will ever be here with you like this, making love to this beautiful body. If we make a baby tonight, then Sean and Christina will simply have a new brother or sister to welcome into the family in nine months.” Pulling his torso up and looking at her deep in the eyes, he continued. “I meant what I said Cherie, you belong to me…to us. I love you. I can’t let you go.”

  Tears came to Cherie’s eyes as she realized the truth in his words. “I love you, too, Rick. I’ve loved you for years.”

  “Thank God. I need to be inside you baby.” Rick centered himself at her core and slowly started to sink into her body. He was so hot, she felt as if she were burning up from the inside out. About halfway in, he paused. Kissing her lips and using the fingers of one hand to provide stimulation to her clit, Cherie became wetter as Rick continued to make her burn for him.

  Rick must have felt her juices flowing as well, because he resumed sliding into her. It was slow, but it felt like paradise. She had never been so full before. The feeling was so damn good, she lifted her legs to wrap them around Rick’s waist, locking him in. Once he was fully inside her, she knew the real fun would begin.

  Chapter Five Sliding in and out of Cherie’s body, Rick knew he had found home. This was where he belonged, in the arms of the woman that had brought him back to life, with the woman who made him dream again of happily ever after. He didn’t care how he’d met her and he didn’t care what other people might say. She was everything to him, including a mother to his children.

  He didn’t feel shame in thinking this. He knew Susan would want him to be happy and would want the children to be loved. Cherie had given them their happiness back. With every word from her mouth, every kiss on the cheek, every request to be careful and come back home safely, she’d showed Rick and the kids how much she loved them. They were her family and she was theirs. She was what completed them and he was damn glad she had come into their lives.

  The feeling of being inside her, kissing her soft lips, and hearing her soft exclamations of passion as he thrust, almost did him in. Her long legs wrapped around his hips made him feel as if she were staking her claim. Her hot channel clung to his cock as if she didn’t want him to ever leave, branding his body and soul. He was hers, from now until the end of time.

  He loved the nanny and he wouldn’t apologize for that. Getting back to the matter at hand, he turned his attention to loving his woman all night long.

  **** Rolling over in bed the next morning, Cherie’s memories of the night before slammed to the forefront. Turning over to see if Rick was in bed with her, she was relieved when she noticed his side of the bed was empty. Immediately after that feeling of relief, she felt disappointed. If he meant what he’d said last night, why wasn’t he here?

  Thinking back to their lovemaking, she smiled, remembering the numerous orgasms Rick had given her not only with his mouth, but with his delicious cock as well. Damn, that man knew how to throw it down!

  Wrapping the sheet around her body, she looked at the clock and noticed that it was almost seven. The kids would be up soon and she didn’t want them to find her this way. They often came to her room first thing to say hello, so she needed to get in gear.

  Stepping into the shower and quickly taking care of her morning routine, Cherie accepted she wasn’t leaving. True enough, she had been hurt by what she’d overheard. Come to think of it, Rick still owed her an explanation. Yeah, he’d told her last night that he loved her and she’d misheard what he said. Well, she would give him a chance today to explain outside of the bedroom. First things first, she had to find her family.

  Finishing her shower and putting on shorts and a T-shirt, Cherie walked out of her room and stopped cold. The house smelled like breakfast and she was the only one who eve
r went into the kitchen during breakfast. The housekeeper, Marcy, typically handled dinner, but breakfast was Cherie’s time with Rick and the kids. Walking to the twins’ bedroom, she saw they were already up and about. What the hell?

  Walking quickly down the stairs and into the kitchen, the sight before her stopped her in her tracks. Rick had on her favorite apron—and she had to admit, he looked quite yummy in hot pink—and was spooning breakfast onto the plates for the twins.

  “Good morning, Cherie. Did you sleep well?” Giving her a devilish grin, she knew he was thinking about what they had done in the bedroom and her body began heating up from the inside out.

  “Um, good morning, Rick. Yes, I slept quite well, thank you. I had very nice dreams to keep me company.” Throwing out a saucy grin of her own, Cherie went to the refrigerator and pulled out the milk. Pouring the kids each a glass, she walked behind Rick to the other side of the kitchen counter. On her way, she trailed her fingertips along his lower back. Feeling a shiver go through his body, she relished the power she had over him.

  “Coffee, Rick?” He looked dazed from her touch, so she tried again. “Rick? Do you want coffee?”

  “Huh, uh, yeah, sure, coffee. Right. Um, yes, please.”

  “Daddy, you’re funny. Why are you talking like that? Mama Cherie always

  gives you coffee in the morning.” Christina, the little imp, was always the first one to point out things. “Christina, Daddy’s just tired. Mama Cherie always makes us breakfast. So since Daddy’s doing it, Mama Cherie’s probably gonna yell at him.” Sean, ever the pragmatist, quickly took the opportunity to tell his dad he was not doing things the way they needed to be.