Billionaire Daddy & Nanny

by Mia Ford

  He took it into his hands and began to show me what a lot of women would have given anything to see. I’d always been interested to see a man handle his own business. I never had that chance and I didn’t know how to bring it up in a casual conversation with prospective boyfriends. It was only now that I was thinking that there could be hope for my love life after all. I didn’t have to contend with leaving lipstick marks on my victims as I left them with that stunned expression on their face.

  “I’m going to go downstairs and see what we have in the cupboards. Make your phone calls and then join me when you are able. I do suggest that you leave that thing alone. To give you the proper incentive, I think that tonight we are going to do more than what I did with my feet. I have some ideas, but I’m willing to entertain whatever you have in mind.” He took his hands away from his package. It had to take some effort to do so, especially when it was not exactly the sleeping giant that it was after I had finished with him last night.

  “That was an interesting way to throw cold water on my parade. I thought that we could enjoy each other’s bodies and then adjourn for a leisurely breakfast.” I picked up his pants from on the floor and I tossed them to him to indicate that what he was thinking wasn’t going to happen right now.

  “Get dressed and try to keep your mind out of the gutter. We can wait until tonight and you know what they say about abstinence making the heart grow fonder. It also has an effect on somebody’s libido. I think that you will be able to attest to that. I don’t mean to make you wait, but we need to think of something other than ourselves. Our actions have consequences. I wouldn’t be surprised if Lillian had a sled dog that she will use to get to us. We can’t wait and we need some kind of leverage that we can hang over her head.” I walked naked into the bathroom, throwing cold water on my face to cool down those tendencies that had been raging between my legs.

  “I’ll be down in a few minutes. You need to give me some time to call some friends of mine to do some digging on my behalf. I don’t like calling in this favor, but it’s better to learn her dirty little secret from the source. There’s always somebody that has the keys to the skeletons in somebody’s closet. This is not my first dealing with Lillian in or out of the boardroom. I like to think that I go into battle armed to the teeth with whatever information I can find to make the other person across the table back down.” I came out to him speaking to somebody. I could tell from the tone of the conversation that this person really didn’t want to get involved.

  I mimed to Marshall that I would be downstairs. He gave me a dismissive wave that made me feel like he didn’t want me to know what was going on. It was fair to say that we were both in the same boat. If Lillian was going to come after me, then she was going to do the same thing to Marshall. It remained to be seen what she was going to do to make her feelings abundantly clear.

  I went down the stairs, feeling happy but also anxious about taking things to that next level. Tonight, was going to be something special. I needed some supplies and it wasn’t like I had brought anything that was going to take him by the throat and never let go. I would need to go into town, but looking outside, it appeared that only those that lived in the arctic would be able to brave the elements.

  I saw the manager and he waved as he used a very loud snow blower to clear the path for the second time that morning. He was tapping his wrist indicating that breakfast wasn’t going to wait around forever. I put up my finger to tell him that I did have every intention of enjoying what they had to offer.

  He went by the door looking like an abominable snowman. I went to the cupboards to find that they were bare with only a few packets of coffee that would hopefully be an eye opener.

  I poured some water into the kettle and plugged it in before Marshall could come downstairs.

  The water was boiling and I had emptied a couple of those coffee packets into two very distinctive cups with the insignia of a scorpion etched into the glassware. It was intricate work and I would’ve liked to have met the author of such a creative license.

  I heard his footsteps and the look on his face told me that things didn’t go exactly as planned. “I have some feelers out, but nobody really wants to talk about the ice queen. They suspect that if she gets wind of their duplicitous actions that they will come under fire. I remain hopeful that somebody will come forward. I doubt that she has gotten this far without making enemies.” I passed him the warm cup of coffee and he took it in his hands. We both stared at each other. The only thing that I could think about was how our bodies were going to be flung from one side of that mattress to the other.

  He lifted me easily onto the island in the middle of the kitchen. I was sitting there with my legs dangling over the sides. The white robe that I had on split down the middle, as he parted my knees and gave me a reason to think that breakfast was going to be something different.

  “I don’t think that you are thinking clearly.” I tried to get him off topic, but his eyes were drawn to more than just my naked thigh. He was very strong and insistent as he moved in with my knees parted. His hands were holding me apart like a wishbone.

  “I think that it would be a good idea for me to give you a sneak peak of what is going to happen tonight.” He got down on his knees into a servitude position. I was the one sitting there looking down at his smug face as he grabbed me from around the knees and pulled me towards his mouth with his tongue outstretched.

  He tickled my clit, making my neck muscles begin to throb with my head thrown back. The tendons were quite noticeable. I could feel him taking off the belt and letting the robe slide open. Anybody from outside would know what was going on, but couldn’t see a damn thing.

  “It doesn’t look like I’m going to be able to hold you back. I do like oral sex giving and receiving. That is something that you are going to learn very quickly.” He lightly nipped at my thighs; pulling at the skin and making me feel that I was in over my head.

  “I do like a woman that knows how to carry herself with authority. I can’t get over the way that these pink lips seem to be calling my name.” He slid in, his tongue going into place and stirring the source of that pleasure.

  “My god… I don’t know where your tongue begins and ends and I don’t care. I have been tightly round from the moment that I began my campaign to seduce you. It looks like the tables have turned and I couldn’t be any happier.” I slapped my legs over his shoulders. I was lying back while leaning on my hands. I wasn’t going to miss a single moment of the way that he was looking at me with that fire in his eyes. If I didn’t believe in miracles before, then the way that he was driving me out of my mind was slowly convincing me otherwise.

  I heard the lapping motion of his tongue as he licked up one side and down the other to once again insert his dominance. The forceful way that he was digging his fingers into my thighs was a good indication that he was a man of few words and mostly action.

  I was tapping what appeared to be Morse code on his back with my heels, but mostly it was keeping up with the rhythm of how he was pushing me beyond my own endurance. I should have stopped him, but I don’t think anyone in their right mind would have been able to. That pleasure-seeking digit was revving my motor and bringing things out of me that I had never felt before. I was the one that was usually in control, teaching the younger generation how to treat a woman the right way, but this was like lightning between my legs.

  He had control of me and messing around with him was asking for more trouble than it was worth. I couldn’t say that and mean it with a straight face. If necessary, I would’ve walked over broken glass and stood up to just about anyone to be with him. I thought about Lillian and what she had done to keep Julia from making problems. It could’ve been a bluff, but I had this feeling that she wasn’t prone to saying something that wasn’t true.

  “What the hell is that?” He had slipped me the finger and latched onto another part of my anatomy that was most appreciative for the attention. I was pushing myself up against hi
m, putting my hands on his shoulders for support as I felt it coming. He had raised the bar for other men and I was soon flying by the seat of my pants. I wasn’t wearing pants, but it didn’t I mean that I wasn’t transported to another realm of existence.

  I had no idea that I was capable of screaming with that kind of intensity. It rattled the very cups that had our coffee sitting on the counter. I thought for sure that the windows were going to explode. That would cause us to run for cover from the raining shards of glass.

  He was slapping my thighs, making this humming sound that only prolonged and enhanced the experience. I was completely enthralled, lost to the moment and pulling at the short hairs on his head with my body now climbing to the very end of my rope. I thought that one orgasm was plenty, but the second one that followed the first was even stronger. I was moaning with my eyes rolling into the back of my head and my body at the crescent of my pleasure.

  The pleasing way that he circled my clit without even touching it was making me extra sensitive. I would’ve loved to have taken a snapshot of the moment. I wanted to hold onto that feeling, bottle it and then bring it out when I needed that pick me up.

  His lips were covered in my secretions and that glistening sheen was a dead giveaway that he had gone above and beyond. I touched those lips, tracing them with my finger and then made him suck it deeply in and out of his mouth. It was such an erotic and naughty thing to do that it was right up there with the way that I had played with him with my feet.

  He was licking the dew drops of my excitement off of my thighs and biting lightly to make me hunger for something even more than lip service. He didn’t stop until he was lightly tickling my clit and making me push back against him with my foot against his chest. I was oversensitive and anymore and I probably would’ve passed out from the sheer bliss of the moment.

  He stood up with both hands on the island on either side of me. He kissed me, letting me taste the ambrosia of my flavor attacking my taste buds. It was all that I could do not to lie there in a prone position with my head hanging over the side and not giving a damn about what kind of impression I was making on the locals that were passing by.

  “Miss West, I do believe that I have finished what I started. I’ve worked myself into an appetite. You may need some time to compose yourself. I would like to request the honor of your company for breakfast. I just hope that I don’t have room for dessert.” He licked his lips, making me feel like my pie was the only thing on the menu.

  I sat there at the table, playing footsy with him underneath the tablecloth and seeing him squirm to my touch. I was running my bare foot up the inside of his jeans. It was a tight fit and I had to contend with putting both feet in his lap. He kept looking around like our display was going to be caught.

  The feeling was sublime to feel the outline of his desire for me. I was only priming him and pumping him up for the test that I had come up with to measure his stamina. My legs were quivering with that need building by the second. I would have gladly squatted over top of him and taken him into me with his pole following the silky contours of my inner muscles.

  “I believe that I’m going to have the steak and eggs. I’m quite famished and you drained me of everything that I had left. I need to replenish with a carbo load of calories.” I took the freshly made orange juice. I drank half the glass with my lips feeling parched and in desperate need of something to quench my thirst.

  “Marshall, we need to talk about business. Do you think that you can manage that with this distraction?”

  “I have gotten a couple of text messages and they are not very promising. I thought that one of these two companies would feel like fighting back. Whatever she has over them is substantial enough that they don’t want to rock the boat. I’m not giving up. There’s still a few at the bottom of the totem pole that might want their pound of flesh. We’re just going to have to be patient. I know that is not either one of our strong suits, but I think that we have learned that sometimes good things come to those who wait.” I was still playing the naughty vixen under the table and he was having trouble speaking.

  I would’ve gone under and taken matters into my own hands, but I thought that might be pushing it just a little bit. I was still feeling nervous that I was taking this kind of risk in a public place. It felt too delicious to stop and the look on his face told me that he remembered how my toes felt on his naked shaft.

  “You can only do so much, Marshall. There’s no reason to beat yourself up over it. Whether Lillian comes after us or not is beside the point. I know this is going to sound trite, but have you ever thought that love can conquer all?” I didn’t mean to say that, but it wasn’t like I could take it back. I didn’t exactly come out and say that I loved him, but the meaning was quite clear for any man even if they were unable to read the signs of a woman’s attraction.

  “You are purposely teasing me and I know the reason why. You want there to be no doubt in your mind that what we are doing tonight is the right thing. It’s possible that we got caught up in the danger. I don’t think so, but that is not for me to say. You have to decide what is right for you. This is entirely in your hands. I would never assume anything. It’s a woman’s prerogative to change her mind. I won’t hold that against you if that is what you are worried about.” It was nice of him to give me that out, but I wasn’t looking for one.

  “We have done more than enough talking already. We only have to wait a few more hours and then everything will become clear to the both of us. We like to test each other. I am a woman wild with passion and it’s not something that you are used to. You might have seen a semblance of that with some of those girls that you have been with in the past, but nothing like this.” The pleasure was mine. What he had done this morning was going to make me go crazy on him.

  I had a western omelet with all the fixings. It was the perfect complement to the way that he had consumed me for an appetizer. I wanted to return the favor. His lust for me was boiling over. My toes had turned him into a gibbering idiot. He was trying to say something, but the sweat pooling down his nose told me that I was breaking him like a wild stallion.

  The breakfast was everything that the manager had claimed that it would be. The home fries were not something to be left out. Tasting the pepper and salt touching my tongue was nothing compared to what I was going to taste later on.

  “I almost forgot. I have a ski lesson in less than 10 minutes. You’re more than welcome to join me. You can’t tell me that in all of your travels around the world that you haven’t strapped on a pair of skis.” He left a sizable tip and it was not your customary 15%. The smile on the waiter’s face was priceless as he picked up the $100 bill and pocketed it before anybody could notice.

  “There’s no reason for me to see you being manhandled like the wanton woman that you are. I trust you not to do anything that would make me look at you in a different light. I can’t say the same thing for your instructor, but it always takes two to tango. If you make it perfectly clear to him that you’re off limits, then maybe he won’t make that pass that he has been accused of in the past.” He didn’t want to ski, but he did want to meet the man that was going to try playing the part of Romeo to this Juliet.

  “I just want to tell you that you need to keep your hands off of her. That might sound petty and jealous, but I have every right to be possessive. She is mine and if I were you, I would not mess with me. You never know, I might take exception to the way that you are undressing her with your eyes. If that is as far as it goes, then I won’t have anything to worry about.” Marshall looked ready to throw down with anybody. I was going to have to remind him that I had no interest seeing him fight for my honor.

  They were both acting like children and I was expecting them to whip it out to have some kind of measuring contest. Thankfully, it did not come to that and Marshall left me to handle the advances of Jessie. I was surprised that he was able to leave it alone, but it helped me to see him with more character than going into a Neanderth
al brawl over me.

  “I don’t usually get into the middle of domestic disputes, but I won’t say no.” Jessie was boasting his prowess in the bedroom and some women would have fallen head over heels for a chance to sleep with him. “I don’t want any problems with your boyfriend. If you were to tell me that you had an open relationship, then I would have to believe you. I do like them with more than an airbrushed physique. You are a natural woman and I feel that it’s my duty to appreciate everything that you are. There is sadness in your eyes and I do hope that your boyfriend has been treating you right.” He looked like a blond Adonis with that smirk that was telling a story of availability and desire to sleep with anything with two legs.

  “I bet you say that to all the girls. I’m not just saying that. I’m sure that you have some game, but it’s not going to work on me. You would be better served to do your job and turn your attention to somebody that is less likely to punch you in the mouth.” I was tempted and pushing my buttons by going down on me was a good way to throw me at this specimen of a man.

  “I was just putting it out there. There’s no reason for you to take any offense. All you had to do was say no and that would be the end of it. Say those words and you’ll never hear me speak of your body or any thoughts of what I could do to you to put a smile on your face. I could definitely turn that frown upside down.” He thought that I wasn’t going to have the courage to say the words, but he was about to find out otherwise.

  “Read my lips… No means no and it doesn’t mean maybe. I don’t want what you’re selling. Let’s get on with this and stop tap dancing with your obvious need to take me back to whatever shack you live in.” I was putting him on the spot, calling out his manhood and making him well aware that rejection was in his future.

  “I will take what you say at face value, but things have a tendency to change around here. If you change your mind, that open invitation is there any time that you want to use it. I live in the resort and the manager always knows where to find me.” He was hands-on, touching me inappropriately and garnering the gasps of surprise and pleasure that were not unheard of with that kind of attention.