Cinderella Nanny (Book One of The Connor's Series)

by Rita Hestand

  "Oh no! See! It would be better if I go…"

  "No," he pulled her hand in his now threading her fingers through his, and holding it firmly. "It's over. Claire could never be the mother for Mike. I know that now. One day and I knew it. She has no feeling for him at all. She admitted it. I couldn't let that happen. She wanted to send him to military school. I'd never let that happen either."

  "But if she has time to reconsider…"

  "It won't change a thing. She's too old to change her outlook on life now. It just won't work." Mitch said finally. "Besides, it's been a long time coming; this just sewed it up for me."

  "It is you're business, but I would give her more time…" Sarah insisted.

  Mitch cradled her hand in his, stroking it. He didn't even realize he was doing it.

  "I have come to rely on you, in such a short time. I've never been dependent on anyone else before. But I am now. I instinctively know that you want what is best for my son. You don't know how satisfying it is to be able to rely on you .I deal mostly in real estate and cattle and I am busy sometimes ten or twelve hours a day, I need someone I can depend on, so I don't spend my time worrying about Mike. He needs someone that loves him and will be here for him. That's you. And I intend paying you for your time too…"

  "No…" She stood up suddenly. "I have thought about that since I have been here. No one will pay me for doing what I love to do, watching Mike. He is my nephew and I love him that is why I came with you. I wanted him to adjust to being here and to see over him as I always have. You put a beautiful roof over my head, and feed me and give me the keys to your car. And you think I would take your money? No…I did not come here for money, for riches. Material things don't matter when it comes to Mike."

  She started toward her apartment.

  "Wait…let's talk this through, shall we?" He encouraged coming up beside her.

  To avoid him she misstepped and nearly fell into the pool. He grabbed her, knowing she couldn't swim well, and pulled her against him.

  She looked up and it was all he needed to kiss her again.

  At first he moved his mouth overs hers hungrily, and then suddenly it softened, devouring her courage not to respond. Instantly she gave into the moment, allowing him every advantage. She even opened her mouth so his tongue could taste her and delve into the warm depths of her soul. She stood on tiptoe and strained to reach the next kiss that explored boldly, as his tongue waltzed with hers to unsung music.

  His arms were around her and he pulled her ever closer. Her arms floated mindlessly around his neck, pulling him down to the softness of her neck as she leaned back and allowed him the pleasure.

  When the fog lifted from her mind, she pulled away. "This is wrong…" She cried breathlessly. "I shouldn't be here…"

  "No…it's not wrong at all…" he smiled warmly down at her. "Even Maria must be smiling down on us tonight. Don't you feel it?" He smiled again, and this time his eyes went over her thoroughly. "We've been attracted to each other from the beginning Sarah and you know it."

  "Attraction can be dangerous."

  "And wonderful at the same time."

  She opened her mouth to refute that, but the words didn't come out of her mouth. Instead, she flushed and trembled from his bold glance.

  "From the moment I walked in and tried to fix your bathtub, until I nearly seduced you in the pool, I've been attracted to you. And you've felt the same…I can feel it in your kisses. You wouldn't have come here…dropping everything, your entire life, if there hadn't been something pulling you here to me…"

  "But we shouldn't…."

  "Shouldn't what? We've only kissed we're adults, and consenting ones at that."

  "I should go…"

  "I wish you wouldn't." He pleaded, reaching his hand to her.

  She looked at his hand, and then up into his eyes. She saw the same thing in his eyes that she was feeling, desire, passion…dare she name it?

  She put her hand on his. He smiled. "Trust me…I won't hurt you."

  "I know," she whispered.

  He pulled her against him, turning her so she could look up at the moon with him.

  His arms went around her just under her breasts. She sighed against him, leaning her head against his rock hard shoulder and closing her eyes so she could enjoy the feel of him holding her there. His chin rested on her forehead.

  "You smell so nice…" he whispered.

  "It's beautiful, isn't it?" She murmured as she stared at the moon.

  "You are…," he whispered near her ear as his lips nibbled her there.

  She turned her head just a tad and his lips found hers again. This time he turned her into him and pulled her solidly against him.

  Her lips melted into his, and his tongue sought to tantalize her.

  She moaned in her throat, and pushed herself closer.

  It seemed as though it had steamed up around them, creating a vapor, her robe somehow worked its way loose. He stared at the blue silk that strained slightly at her full breasts and his hand went inside. He felt the silk of her baby doll pajamas and the softness of her flesh beneath.

  She struggled for breath as his kisses swept her away into another world. A world where only they existed.

  She was trembling when he raised his head to look into her eyes. He pulled her toward a lounge chair where they laid side by side and kissed. His hands began to explore her, and she could not refuse his touches any more than his kisses.

  When his thumbs found her nipple, she sighed and kissed him hotly. His lips traveled down her neck and further to the swell of her breast. She had full pouting breasts that came alive at his touch. She pulled in a breath and his lips touched the soft mounds, his nose nudged the cleavage.

  She sighed in his arms.

  He pulled her up, setting her on the arm of the chair, so his mouth could cover the material and the tight imprint of her nipple. She sucked in air, when he undid the buttons so his lips could cover the dark rosy hued nipples. His hand went around her midriff, and pulled her closer. He gently took the swollen nipple into his mouth and she groaned from the ecstasy. His hand lifted her closer, exploring the curve of her hips and gently caressing them. His lips continued massaging her gently while the flick of his tongue ignited the fire within her. She spread his shirt open and laid herself against him, feeling his warm flesh and inviting his exploration further as he moved his hands over her.

  "I wish I could look at you in the moonlight. All of you."

  She was moments from giving him her all.

  He wanted to peel the clothes from her body slowly, and stare at her in the moonlight. Then when he was full of the feast, he wanted to lay her on the grass and cover her with himself and enter her repeatedly until she was dizzy with wanting him.

  As he unbuttoned the last button of her baby doll's she laid her full swollen breast against him and sighed with happiness.

  "You have beautiful breasts. So full and perfect."

  His fingers combed her hair, while his other hand kneaded her pouting breasts. "I wish I could hold you like this, forever."

  They were moments away from consummating what started as a mere kiss, and became a love quest for them. Exploring each other, touching, kissing. They were lost in a world of making love when they heard someone coming. She closed her eyes and tried to will away the intruder, but the sounds got louder. He hurriedly covered her with her robe and let her scramble to her feet.

  She was so flustered and flushed she couldn't do anything but stare at Leann as she approached them. She moved closer to the pool.

  "Well, what are you two doing up?" Leann smiled at her brother.

  "Enjoying the beautiful night." He said drily.

  "It is, isn't it?" Leann sighed happily.

  Mitch knew he couldn't move right now, so he tried to act casual.

  "What's up with you sis? You're getting in pretty late these days…"

  Leann swirled around in a circle and smiled. "I'm engaged."

  "Your what?"
Mitch turned to look at her now and saw the expression of complete happiness on his sister's face. His ardor was returning to normal and he was able to move about some.

  "It's true…look!" She flashed the ring at them.

  Coming out from under the spell that Mitch had woven over her, Sarah came closer to look at the diamond. "It is beautiful, I am so happy for you…."

  Mitch looked at it and started to walk off. "Congrats, he's a nice guy."

  "Thanks bro." She laughed.

  "I'm gonna have a peanut butter sandwich, anyone want one?" He asked.

  "No thanks," the girls shouted.

  While he went to fix a sandwich, Leann turned to Sarah. "Well, you looked a little rattled when I came in. Anything going on?"

  Sarah didn't know what to say. "He kissed me…"

  "Well, it's about time…"

  "Again…" she almost chuckled at herself.

  "Wow. When was the first time?"

  "In the pool when I almost drowned." She blushed.

  "Wow. This is great news. I'm so glad. And is he finally through with Cruella…?"

  "Claire?"

  "Of course."

  "He says he is."

  "Great, this makes my day. I'm so happy. I knew the two of you were made for each other."

  "I don't know…I can't think when he kisses me…I can only feel."

  "That's a good thing." Leann chuckled.

  "You think so?"

  "I know so." Leann closed her eyes for a minute and smiled. "When Jerry kisses me I go to mush. He can have anything he wants."

  Sarah watched her and laughed.

  "Anything else?"

  "No…of course not." Sarah wasn't about to tell her that he had begun making love to her. She needed some time to assimilate what had happened and why she was so easy to fall under his spell.

  The moment his hands had touched her, she knew she was his and if Leann hadn't come in, she might have been! That thought both thrilled her and scared her. What if he thought of her as a plaything? What if he wasn't serious?

  There was no doubt about it; they would have made love in the lounge chair if Leann hadn't come in. She'd never wanted a man that much in her life and it was embarrassing and thrilling all in the same breath.

  That shocked her. And it pleased her too.

  But she had to take this slow. Mitch was like a dream, she wasn't sure he was real yet.

  "My brother is a good man, Sarah. Despite his normal appetite for women, he won't take an advantage. And he doesn't go after a woman unless there is something there to begin with."

  "Leann?"

  "Yes?"

  "He takes my breath away." Sarah admitted. "I find it hard to back off from him, and that's never happened before."

  "Wow! That bad huh? Well, there's no reason why you shouldn't. He's not married. You aren't married. Why not?"

  "I'm afraid he sees me as my sister, not me."

  Leann jabbed her in the ribs as Mitch joined them once more.

  "So…..did you guys set a date yet?"

  "No…not yet. I just want to enjoy this stage of it first. Not rush into things. We've got a lifetime of planning to do. You aren't shocked?" Leann asked him as she admired the ring once more.

  "Not at all. When you are in love, it is the natural way of things."

  "Just remember that, when the time comes. Hey, I heard you broke up with Claire."

  "Yeah…I had seen this coming."

  "Because of Mike?" Sarah inserted.

  "Before Mike really." Mitch looked at her. "But Mike was the cincher. He gave me a good reason to get out of the situation."

  "You weren't in love with her?" Leann asked.

  "Maybe a little at first. Too many business meetings, and we look at life so differently. It couldn't have gone on much longer. As she said, I wasted three years of her life." Mitch glanced at Sarah.

  Sarah had managed to close her robe before Leann came in, but crookedly and when she stood up it was noticeable. She also forgot that her top was completely unbuttoned, but no one could see that, thank goodness.

  Mitch smiled.

  "I think I'm going to turn in." She announced.

  "Yeah, me too…." Leann said.

  "Now wait a minute, someone's got to keep me company while I eat my sandwich." Mitch sounded pitiful.

  "It'll have to be Sarah, I'm afraid. I've got to get out of these clothes and get some sleep, tomorrow is church."

  "What church do you go to?" Sarah asked.

  "It's called 5th Avenue…will you come?"

  "Sure, Mike and I would love to." Sarah smiled.

  "Great, see you tomorrow then."

  "I'd say sweet dreams, but I'm sure you'll have them." Mitch smirked.

  "I sure will….goodnight."

  When she was gone, Sarah sat on the other side of the table from him.

  Words failed her.

  "Do you mind if I go to church with you?" She asked softly.

  "I'll be delighted…Sarah…about while ago, I'm sorry I took the liberties I did. I got carried away. You are so sweet and tempting…"

  "It should never have happened? I'm very ashamed."

  "Never be sorry of your feelings. It was bound to happen and you know it as well as me."

  "We don't know each other that well."

  "Don't we?"

  She stared at him.

  "Sarah, I want permission to court you. I don't know how to approach this any other way. You and I…we click. We think on the same level. We desire on the same level, and I know I have to temper myself with you. So I will. You are worth waiting for. So I want to date you. I want you involved in my life in every way."

  "Mitch…I'm afraid it's my sister you really want…."

  "No…you are wrong. I realize that your sister and I got into an affair too quickly. We didn't know each other well enough to have done what we did. I loved her, but it was an on the surface kind of love. She was beautiful, talented, smart, and I did want her. That is gone now. I know she would approve of me dating you to make sure we are compatible, but I already know we are. But from the moment you let me in your house and so sweetly thought I was the plumber I found you irresistible. I can't help it. I'm attracted to you in every way. So, I want to treat you like the lady you are and date you. Take you to dinner, shows, and I want to take you and Mike out together some too. I want to show you what a great family we could be, if you'll let me."

  Sarah stared at him. "But you just broke up with Claire and you've dated her for three years. You might be on the rebound. We haven't known each other long enough for this."

  "Sarah," he reached to take her hand in his again. She sighed.

  "There was nothing rebound about what happened in that chair just now. It was wild, free and full of passion. It was me kissing you, loving you. But I promise, from now on, I won't take it any further than you want me to…."

  She almost choked on that. She had wanted it as badly as he had.

  She looked into his eyes. "You are a powerful man. It is hard to think when you touch me…my Spanish blood makes me want things as much as you do. How can I control what happens?"

  His smile faded, and he looked at her hand in his. "I'll make a pact with you. I won't do any more than kiss you, until we are sure of what we want. I promise…"

  He kissed her hand. She shivered. Just the touch of his lips on her made her quiver with expectations. Did she have the will power to only let him kiss her? She wasn't sure, but it would be worth it to find out.

  "Alright…I'll go out with you." She smiled shyly. "I suppose just dating isn't a danger."

  "Can I kiss you goodnight?"

  The way his fingers stroked hers she was putty once more.

  "I would like that very much…" She admitted.

  He came around the table and took her into his arms.

  But this kiss was different, still very much full of fire, but mingled with a sense of control. She still swooned in his arms though.

  His kiss went i
nto her hair as he held her close. She let herself relax against him, but her breast were tight with needs.

  He pulled away. "You have a real fire about you lady. And someday we are going to see about putting that fire under control."

  "And how will we do that?" She whispered against his ear.

  "We'll make love until it settles to a reasonable level…" He smiled.

  "But you promised to only kiss me…" She smiled into his eyes.

  "Hmmm…but later, when we know for sure what we want, we will make love all night long." He smiled and dipped his head so he could kiss her again.

  She moaned as his teeth nipped her lower lip and he kissed her again.

  "You sound as though you know how this is all going to turn out." She whispered against his lips.

  He didn't move away, his lips moved over hers thoroughly quenching the thirst she had for him. "I do…"

  "I better go now…because right now, I don't have much control…"

  He smiled again at her. "That's okay, we have plenty of time."

  "Goodnight…" she whispered, almost pulling away from him.

  "No…" he reached for her and pulled her up into his arms, he moved the robe away and dipped his head so he could take one nipple into his mouth. However, before he did, he pulled around so the moonlight could flicker on it, and he shook his head just before he touched his lips to her beautiful dark nipple "Dear God, you are so beautiful…Now…this is goodnight." He whispered against her skin, as he caressed the swollen nipple, and then moved to do the same to the other. Over sensitized, they reacted against his touch and his nose caressed the tips before he finally let her go.

  She blushed, wrapped the robe closed and hurried away, stealing a quick glance at him over her shoulder before she went inside.

  She threw her robe down and she lay on her bed, stretched out thinking about what had happened. Her top was open and she ran her hand over her breast, she closed her eyes and imagined him kissing her all over again. She went to sleep that way.

  Chapter Fourteen

  The next day she dressed very conservatively in a pink dress with short sleeves and a modest hem. She ran to wake Mike up.

  "Wake up sleepy head; we are going to church with your father and your Aunt Leann."