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

by Rita Hestand

  She felt more confident with his praise and kept trying.

  But she got a muscle cramp after a while and he took her into his arms and took her to the step. He sat her down and rubbed her leg muscles.

  "Better…?" He asked.

  "Y-yes…" She sounded breathless even to herself...

  His hand went up her leg and her thigh and stopped. "Beautiful legs." He murmured.

  She went back into the deeper water and swam a bit more. He watched her intently.

  But her muscle cramped again and she went under.

  Without thinking, he dashed for her. Pulling her up in his arms and carrying her to the lounge chair.

  "Are you alright?" He asked when she coughed loudly.

  "Yes…I guess so…"

  "Maybe you just need this…" he said and kissed her.

  It was like lighting a match. Lost in the kiss, she surrendered to him without a thought. This was where she wanted to be and nothing could replace the heaven he took her to.

  When he came up for air, he was sure she wanted more of the same but he looked around. "Look, with everyone home tonight, they might come in on us. We could go to my room if you trust me."

  "Or mine…" she said in a whisper.

  "Yours…would be even better." He smiled.

  He carried her there and when they went inside, he took her to the bed and laid her down.

  She reached up to pull him down to her. And their lips met in a fiery passion that left her trembling and weak.

  She realized her suit was wet and whispered. "I should change out of this…"

  He let her up and she went into the bathroom.

  The kiss had so stirred her that she wanted to walk out of the bathroom naked and into his arms, but she wasn't sure she was bold enough to pull it off. Especially after they had talked it over and decided to cool it. This wasn't cooling it and she knew it.

  She slipped into a robe. With nothing beneath it. It felt soft against her skin, and the threads of the material did nothing to calm her racing heart...

  She came out and looked at him.

  There was a certain amount of disappointment in his eyes.

  She took his face into her hands and looked into his eyes.

  "I want to please you." She cooed in his ear.

  "You do please me…" he whispered.

  "We agreed not to do anything more than kiss. Will you keep your promise?"

  He took a deep breath. "Yes…"

  "Will you keep me strong, so I keep mine?" She asked.

  His brows knitted in frustration. "Honey, in that robe, I think I can keep my promise easily."

  She drew a breath and smiled. "You can kiss me…" she began and stood up. Slowly she untied the robe; "anywhere…" she said and dropped it to the floor.

  His eyes widened. "What are you doing?" His eyes went from the top of her glorious head of hair to her throbbing breasts to the soft mound of hair between her legs, as she stood there poised for him.

  "I'm testing your will-power, and mine I guess." She cried.

  "Okay…I agreed not to do anything but kiss you. Can I kiss you all over?" He asked his eyes lighting with a new fire.

  "Yes…" she barely breathed and looked straight at him. "I am yours."

  "You mean that?"

  "Yes…" she waited.

  She stretched her leg up on the bed, one leg at a time, so he got a good look at her. She was perfect from head to toe.

  When she lay down beside him, she unbuttoned his shirt, and he shucked it off.

  "You're still too dressed," she said.

  He unbuttoned his jeans and let them slide to the floor as he leaned over the edge. Now all he had left was his briefs. She moved them downward until she came to his shaft. The look on her face was pure desire.

  He flicked them off and joined her.

  "Only kissing," she smiled.

  "I was always good at foreplay," He smiled.

  "Show me…" she said and lifted herself up to him.

  The way she lifted herself told him exactly how turned on she was. With any other woman, he would have had her by now, but not this woman. She was special in every way. He saw that in her.

  He kissed her mouth ravaging it until her lips were chapped and her jaw raw from his caresses.

  He was only leaning over her, but the need to feel her made him rest atop her.

  She threw her arms around him and pulled him closer.

  "I've never been with a woman who totally set me on fire, and all I did was kiss her." He whispered.

  She smiled. "I trust you…"

  He leaned once more and his hands went up and down her, stopping at the most important places to feel, touch and taste.

  First, the curve of her neck, then down to the swell of her breast. Her nipples perked from his kisses and he licked them with his tongue.

  "You said I could kiss you anywhere?" He asked.

  "Yes…." She replied. 'Please…"

  After long glorious moments of teasing and taunting her beautiful breasts, he moved downward across the thin expanse of her stomach and then the curl of hair that beckoned him.

  "I'm only going to kiss you….I promise…"

  She waited, with anticipation.

  When his hands opened her up, he moved so he could kiss the delicate parts of her there. His tongue played an intricate part in the kisses, flicking some inner core of her that had her wreathing with joy and ecstasy.

  Unprepared for the sensations that rocked her body, she squirmed on the bed.

  "Oh my," she cried helplessly. "Is this still just kissing?"

  "Yes, do you like it."

  "Yes, But I didn't realize there…" she cried with delight and such open emotion that he raised his head and looked at her.

  He moved up to her lips and took them in one swoop. This kiss was soft and gentle and melted her heart.

  When he came up for air, he went back down on her and pleasured her until she climaxed. Again she was shocked but this time she relaxed and sighed with pure joy.

  He held her close and kissed her breasts over and over, drinking her body in.

  She cried out in a second climax.

  She took hold of him and brought him up to her.

  "I like this kissing…" She sighed.

  He held her in his arms and crushed her to him. "So do I honey. So do I."

  She felt something on her thigh and looked down.

  "Did I do that?"

  "You brought me there yes, with the kisses we shared." He smiled.

  He turned out the light and let the moonlight light their way, as he pulled the curtains open and then he went back to stare at her.

  "I've thought about you all day…" He said.

  "Me too…" She smiled against his skin as she kissed him.

  "I want you so bad, and yet the wanting you is so erotic it gives its own pleasure." He kissed her nipple.

  "May I kiss you?" She asked.

  "Yes," He invited.

  She kissed his lips, then she moved to his nipples and caressed them with her fingertips, enjoying the feel of them. She bent her head and took one into her mouth. She suckled it, he nearly jumped off the bed.

  She touched the other, this time with her tongue, flicking it. He nearly rolled her over that time.

  But she wasn't through. She kept kissing until she found his shaft and without a thought, she covered it with her lips. It was long, hard, and erect and he moved ever so slowly until she realized what she must do. In small-unrushed movements, she moved up and down on him. He was lifting himself to her readily.

  She smiled and suddenly he filled her.

  She came back to his waiting lips.

  "You may be a virgin, but you sure know how to please a man."

  "I'm doing it blindly though. What I feel. What I want."

  They lay in each other's arms kissing, touching, and getting to know one another most of the night. Sometime before morning, he crept back to his room to think about the night of kissing.<
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  But their relationship had gone that one step further. He knew that. He didn't want to alarm her with the news, but they had made love, and he knew it. All with kisses.

  Part of him knew she didn't want to get pregnant like Maria, and this was a safe way not to. But there was only one other thing to do.

  He was falling in love with her and this was bigger than any affair he'd ever experienced. He knew that. He couldn't continue the way he was. They'd reached a pentacle and things had changed.

  There was only one thing he could do. But would she understand?

  Chapter Eighteen

  The next morning, she was up bright and early fixing Mike's lunch and breakfast. She made waffles and everyone started coming into the kitchen.

  "What's this?" Ray asked.

  "Waffles, want some?" She asked.

  "Love them, please…" He got his own plate and she put two on his plate.

  Mike was already eating. Ray sat down beside him. "I didn't know we were having breakfast."

  "Auntie Sarah likes to cook breakfast; she says it starts the day off right." Mike was telling his Uncle.

  Leann came in, dragging her feet, but dressed and ready for work.

  "Waffles?" Her brows raised as a smile creased her face.

  "Sure, have some." Sarah offered.

  Daniel was gone, and Lucas left early. Mitch came out of his bedroom and looked around. "What going on?"

  "Breakfast." Sarah offered.

  "Great. I'll take a couple of those." He said forking his own from the machine."

  "Help yourself." Sarah smiled at him.

  Everyone was sitting at the table and Mitch stared at them in surprise. "This is the first time I've seen my family alive in the morning."

  "We'll have to have breakfast every morning," Ray encouraged.

  Mike was happy that his whole family was at the table and it seemed to get him off to a good start.

  "I'll take Mike to school this morning," Mitch said as everyone put their plates in the sink.

  "Thanks, and I'll clean the kitchen up." Sara told him. "Mike be sure and get your picture you drew. Did you show daddy?"

  "Si, he liked the dinosaur best. So did I."

  "We've got it on the refrigerator." Mitch showed her.

  "I noticed that when I first opened it this morning."

  "Can I ask Carlos over this afternoon to swim?"

  "Sure, I don't know why not." Mitch said. "I'm going to be working late tonight, honey."

  Every head at the table popped up.

  Mitch turned to see his sibling staring at him. He raised his hands in the air. "Okay, you might as well know. I'm dating Sarah."

  LeAnn jumped up and hugged him. "Way to go, bro."

  Ray smiled. "I kind of suspected something the way you kept looking at her."

  Mike looked from one to the other. Mitch stared at him, "Any objections, son?"

  An instant smile popped out. "No sir. I've always loved her."

  Everyone laughed.

  It was a beautiful start to a beautiful day. Sarah waltzed around the house until the maids came then she went to her apartment. Remembering their night together, she gathered the sheet around her and smiled. She could smell the scent of him.

  She was in heaven. She was in love!

  And if this was a fairy tale she hoped she never woke up.

  Nothing would ever mar her life again.

  However, when Mitch called early in the afternoon to tell her he would be working late not to wait up, she was disappointed. She had heard Claire in the background laughing about something. It worried her. Still, she trusted Mitch. He hadn't gone back on his word; there was no reason to believe anything was wrong. She was worrying needlessly.

  She reasoned that there was no reason to distrust him. He was an honest man, he'd tell her if she were assuming too much.

  She start thinking about Mike and what she could do for him on days that Mitch was working long hours.

  Claire was rich, sophisticated and she worked with Mitch. That didn't mean he wanted her back.

  Leann came in early that day and the girls sunbathed a while before Mike got out of school.

  "So how goes it with my brother?" Leann asked amused at the expression on Sarah's face.

  "Well, Leann, I need to talk to you."

  "Great, girl talk?"

  "Yes, how did you know?"

  "Just a hunch. What's up." Leann stretched out on a chair and opened the bra to her bikini so she wouldn't get an ugly stripe on her back when she tanned.

  "Okay, please don't laugh at me, but…I'm a virgin."

  "Holy cow. My brother is dating a virgin, that's a first. Go on, I'm listening."

  "Well, I don't know much about….about sex." Sarah confessed. "Well, I do, but I don't. I've never gone all the way with any man. I'm afraid to, for several reasons. I don't want to end up like my sister."

  "What do you want to know? I've taught sex education so I can probably answer any questions you have." Leann smiled.

  "Mitch said you wouldn't make fun of me. Thank you."

  "Oh honey, it's something every girl has to learn. I'm no expert but I can help, I’m sure. Do you want to have sex with my brother? Maybe I shouldn't ask that?"

  "When he found out I was a virgin, he promised he wouldn't do anything but kiss me."

  "Wow! That's great. I guess. Isn't it?"

  "Oh yes, but the other night when you all went to the movies. We lay on my bed and he kissed me."

  Leann obviously thought she was going to say something else, because her mouth hung open and she made a face at her. "Yeah, so?"

  "No…I mean…he kissed me."

  "Oh!" Leann's face turned red despite herself. "Well, did you enjoy it?"

  Sarah closed her eyes and remembered every moment of it. "More than I probably should have. I kissed him back…"

  Leann did turn red this time.

  "Then what's the problem sounds like you two are really getting serious." Leann smiled.

  "Si…but I want much more. And I don't feel it's right. I haven't known Mitch that long. It shouldn't be happening this fast. Maybe I'm just easy. I don't want to be easy."

  "Oh well…I guess that's the next step forward." Leann concluded.

  "I climaxed several times…."

  Leann sat up and then reared back in her chair. "You did?"

  "Yes, and he did."

  "Doesn't sound like you've got a problem." Leann shook her head.

  "I've watched television but there is only so much they will show. If we do go all the way as they call it. How does that happen."

  Leann felt the blood drain from her face.

  Sarah shook her head. "I'm not sophisticated like Claire. I don't know exactly what is supposed to happen."

  "My brother does…and that's all that's important. But do you want to go all the way with him?" Leann questioned. "Are you in love with my brother?"

  "Very much so." Sarah smiled dreamily. "I know how crazy that sounds. It's more the time element than anything. Girls who let guys have them are called easy. Whores, hussies. I don't want to be one. God knows I don't. I haven't known him long enough to expect anything from him. So it worries me…I'm in love with him. And I know that. But…"

  Leann stood up and paced. "I don't think you should."

  "You don't? Why not?" Sarah's looked even more troubled now.

  Leann plopped down in a chair and looked at her. She looked as though she didn't know how to put it to her. "Because my brother has had his share of women. You are a beautiful young woman. You have a body most girls would die to have. However,…if you give in to what he wants, he might not realize what you are trying to offer him. He might take you for granted. You are different because you don't know enough. He's intrigued with that. That's to your advantage, but if you go all the way, it should be after you are married to him. Understand?"

  "I want to. I trust him."

  Leann shook her head. "No…don't do it. This is serious. He
must care for you very much not to touch you. He must respect you. But if you give in to him…he may not anymore. He may realize you are like any other red blooded American girl."

  "How could I climax without doing it all the way?" She asked innocently.

  "That's an easy one. He obviously touched all the right buttons. Part of sex is foreplay and that's what the two of you are doing. For a girl it is exciting and fulfilling, for a man, it can be frustrating. But obviously he is willing."

  She studied the situation for a moment before going on.

  "You want to marry my brother?"

  Sarah nodded. "Yes, very much. But I have no right to want this. I know that."

  "Okay, the foreplay won't hurt either of you. You can't get pregnant that way. And he can't have everything he wants, which frustrates a man. But if he really loves you, he'll stay frustrated until he's ready to propose to you."

  "Si…."

  "But what if he gets bored with that…."

  "He won't. You have to kind of invent ways to entice him. And you need to really date him too. Go out to movies, art museums, fairs, dancing. Do things. Make him spend a little money on you when you go out. If he's still interested, he'll eventually propose to you." Leann seemed excited for her.

  "Am I too forward. Do I need to play hard to get?"

  Leann twisted her head. "Where'd you hear that?"

  "On Television."

  "Oh, well, sometimes. Yes. Don't be available all the time. Don't give him everything just because he wants it. Make him work for it. You guys got into this sex part pretty quickly didn't you?"

  "Yes, I guess we did."

  "You know you can please him, without sex, so stick with that, but invent new ways to be sexy. And don't always give into what you want with him."

  "He's working late…with Claire."

  "Oh dear God. She's a vamp. When they first went together, they were hot and heavy too, but that cooled off for some reason. Now she wants him back, she might try a few things. But remember one thing, Sarah. If he really loves you, he won't fall for Claire's tactics. He'll want you. Right now she's pulling that let's work late routine, and he'll get you off his mind. It won't work if he really loves you. I can tell you that. My brother is pretty true blue, but any man can be vamped."

  "I thought because she wants him back I should give in to him and give him what he really wants."