Cop's Babysitter_An Older Man Younger Woman Romance

by Flora Ferrari

  I know it would have been incredible, but looking back I would have been angry with myself for not doing what I know now I have to do.

  Not just for her. For us.

  I want to show her a night like she’s never seen. Something so over the top just to let her know she truly is a one of a kind princess. My princess.

  But it won’t be over the top, no matter how hard I try. That’s because even the best isn’t good enough for her. But I sure am going to try.

  Tomorrow morning I’ll call my sister Christina and see how her schedule looks. I’ll see if she can watch Brooklyn in the next week and when she can I’m going to put together something that will blow Alyssa’s mind.

  And then we’ll blow each other’s.

  CHAPTER 11

  Carter

  One week later

  “Wow,” she says as I hold the door open for her. “I’ve only ever seen hotels like this in movies.”

  “Me too,” I say. “I’m just as excited as you are.”

  We both step inside to the presidential penthouse suite. The first thing that I see is the Jacuzzi.

  “Shall we?” I ask.

  “Yes!” she says.

  We slip into our swimsuits and then into the Jacuzzi. I pour two flutes of champagne from the bottle that was left on ice in our room. Am I ever glad I ordered in advance.

  Everything is so perfect. We don’t even have to move a muscle.

  But right now her muscles are the number one priority on my mind.

  “Ready for your massage?” I ask.

  “We’ve got a masseuse coming?”

  With my free hand I play an imaginary piano in the air showing my fingers are warmed up and ready.

  “Oh. Even better,” she says just before she slides in front of me.

  The minute her backside makes contact with my lap I go to instant erection.

  “Is that part of the massage,” she jokes.

  “Well, he can massage you or you can massage him?” I say.

  “I would love to,” she says reaching her hand around and running it along my thigh.

  “Just not right now,” I say, grabbing her wrist and moving it to a comfortable resting position. “Right now is all about you and your satisfaction. Satisfaction while you relax completely.”

  “I don’t mind,” she says.

  “I do. There will be plenty of us time later. Believe me. Right now I want you to focus one hundred percent on you time. Be selfish even. If you’re selfish we both win because I know how much I’m going to enjoy this…how much I already am enjoying this,” I say as I begin massaging her shoulders.

  She sets her flute down just next to the side of the tub and allows her head to fall back onto my shoulder. She fits perfectly there, just as I knew she would.

  The feeling of her wet hair against my body is one I haven’t experienced before, but just like everything about her it’s absolutely perfect…especially when it involves part of her touching part of me.

  I can’t get enough of the feeling of her. That’s probably one of the reasons I might just be enjoying this massage more than she is, and based by the noises she’s making she’s enjoying it a whole lot.

  I’m extremely thankful that Christina could watch Brooklyn tonight. And I’m just as thankful that whoever had this reservation cancelled less than an hour before I called the hotel.

  I’ve never been in a five star hotel before. Never dined in one. Never been in a Jacuzzi in one. And never spent a night in one.

  And certainly never made love in one either.

  And that’s what tonight was all about.

  But not just tonight. Tonight was just the start of a love affair I was going to have with her forever.

  She was the one, plain and simple. Everything made sense when we were together and nothing did when we were apart.

  With her there was no thinking, just doing.

  Jokes were funnier.

  Sunny days were sunnier.

  Rainy days weren’t even noticed. It was just a chance to stay inside and watch movies and eat popcorn. And when Brooklyn cried, or got hungry or reminded us she was there, not that she needed to, it was a welcome break from what we were doing to remember how we bonded in the first place.

  Family.

  Specifically my family, but I knew in time it would be our family.

  I had already started thinking of ways to make it happen.

  Why spend another moment apart when I already knew I wanted to be with her forever? I’m a logical guy and getting her into my house as soon as possible made the absolute most sense to me.

  Sure, she had an entire year of school left, and that played into things, but when she came back home to visit her new home should be my home. Our home.

  But first I needed to meet her dad and ask his permission. I was an old fashioned kind of guy and also one who believed in respect.

  And I respected the man who put the most beautiful creature in the world onto this planet.

  But right now my head was in the clouds. So much so that all my thoughts of making her mine, officially, caused me to lose track of time.

  But not my hands. My hands ran on autopilot, beating to their own drum. It’s not hard to see why. With a body like hers it was only natural for them to want to explore…to feel…to pleasure.

  After thoroughly massaging the entirety of her back my hands come around to the front of her running along her stomach and then up to her breasts.

  I grab them with my hands and she moans even deeper before reaching for her glass and taking a sip.

  She re-positions herself in the Jacuzzi turning to face me and we kiss for probably the hundredth time tonight, but like all her kisses it feels like the first.

  I’ll never get enough of her.

  But this kiss is intoxicating in more ways than one. I taste her sweetness mixed with the alcohol.

  Her hand moves from my thigh and she takes my cock, grabbing it.

  “It’s time,” she says.

  “It’s been time since the first moment I laid eyes on you.”

  CHAPTER 12

  Alyssa

  Thanks to our suite having multiple bathrooms we’re able to both quickly shower at the same time.

  Not more than fifteen minutes later I walk into our bedroom only to find him lying out on the bed with his towel strategically positioned across his groin. I’d say strategically and not covertly because my eyes immediately go to the gigantic tent he’s pitching in his lap.

  “Don’t move,” he says. “Stand right there. I want to look at you. So fresh and so clean with only a white towel around your body and another around your head. You look as pure as the day you were born.”

  “And I am,” I say.

  “Just for me. Now and always.”

  “The way it should be and the way I always wanted it.”

  He motions with his hand to come closer around towards the foot of the bed.

  I walk across the luxurious hardwood floor towards the spot he pointed out, never taking my eyes from him or his eyes coming off mine.

  “How dry is your hair?”

  “Enough.”

  “Then let’s see you take that towel off so I can see those feminine locks of yours.”

  I carefully untwist the towel and lean to the side letting my hair fall.

  “On the chair,” he says.

  I look over and see the chair next to me and set the towel down there.

  “And then there was one,” he says.

  “Slowly,” he says in a raised voice, “I want you to undo your towel, but keep yourself covered.”

  I do as I’m told carefully removing the knot I created and then holding the towel in front of my body.

  “I already know how beautiful you’re going to be but the anticipation is still enough to drive me wild.”

  I smile.

  “Because even though I know you’re the most beautiful girl in the world I know the words I could use to describe you and the visions I�
��ve already had of your naked body won’t do justice to the real thing…the real you bared in front of me.”

  “You want me to remove the towel.”

  “No!” he says, his voice even deeper and more commanding than before. “I want to remember this moment forever, just as I will this entire night. I want to imprint not only this memory, but this feeling in my mind and body so deep that I can call on it whenever I want and relive it any time I desire.”

  “You can really do that?”

  “Do you know what the most powerful sexual organ is?”

  I shake my head.

  “The mind, and mine is more alert, stimulated, and excited than it’s ever been before. And as much as I’ll try and recreate this moment time and time again in life I’ll never reach the same level. I can get close, but it will never be the same without you standing here like you are now.”

  He pauses looking me up and down.

  “Never the same level of lust thinking how badly I want you, and how you can easily see just how badly. Never the same level of anticipation and excitement like the way my heart is beating right now. And never the same level of knowing that you have the ultimate gift which you’ve saved for me. A once in a lifetime gift that only I can have, and only I will have. Forever. And the gift that I have for you, knowing I’m going to give you the most memorable night of your life and also of mine.”

  “I like the sound of that.”

  He says nothing…just continues staring at me.

  I thought I would feel more nervous about this moment, but his words, eyes, and body language make me feel more empowered. I want to please him but I can clearly see that I already am. He doesn’t expect me to know what I’m doing and he doesn’t want that either. He wants to be in control to guide me through this. To hold my hand and when we’re finished to hold me in his arms so I can feel safe and warm after letting myself go for the first time. Revealing a side of myself that no one has ever seen.

  “The time for talk is over. Slowly…very slowly…drop your towel.”

  I move at the slowest pace I possibly can bringing my towel down across my chest, freeing my breasts and then down to my midsection. I carefully let the towel slide down past my pussy and then release it onto the floor.

  “God you are beautiful,” he says. “Come to me.”

  I walk toward the bed completely bared for him.

  His hand reaches across his body as he grabs the side of his towel and peels it back, freeing that massive erection for me to admire for the first time.

  I imagine all the things I want to do to it.

  Suck it.

  Ride it.

  Feel it slide in and out of me opening me up wider and wider as he goes deeper and deeper.

  I feel my juices flowing already and know I’m beyond damp.

  I get onto the bed, straddling him, lining up my opening with his rod.

  Suddenly his hands shoot to my hips grabbing me and spinning me onto my back putting him on top and in control.

  He grabs his cock with one hand and slowly runs the tip up and down my folds, not quite entering me.

  He pulls his hips back and brings his face forward kissing me gently on the lips as he continues to please my pussy.

  But pleasing quickly becomes teasing as I yearn for his dick.

  “I want you,” I say.

  “I want to be inside you,” he says. “I need to feel you. To own you in the same moment you empty me completely and own me.”

  “I want you to own me. I’m yours.”

  “And you’re mine.”

  He pauses.

  “Are you ready?”

  “I’m ready,” I say.

  “Ready to take my cock.”

  “I want your cock. I need your cock.”

  “And I need you to have it, but first we make love.”

  “Yes,” I say and I feel my body become tingly everywhere. He said the word I want to hear. “For us to make love.”

  He stops kissing me, his head rising up just above me.

  He stares into my eyes as his hips come forward and he enters me for the first time.

  It feels incredible, strange, and wonderful all at the same time. He only goes in a bit and then rocks his rod back out of me.

  “How was that?”

  “Good. Thank you. Maybe you can go a little deeper.”

  “Okay. I don’t want to go too deep though. I want to be careful. I don’t want you to hurt tomorrow…too much.”

  I smile. “I don’t want to hurt too much either…but a little is okay.”

  He smiles back and it’s a side of him I don’t see too often. I have a feeling after tonight I will.

  “Here I come again,” he says as his cock enters me.

  I watch as his eyes close.

  “Alyssa you feel amazing. I want to be inside you all the time.”

  I moan slightly.

  His eyes open and he exhales hard.

  “And your moans only make me want to go deeper inside you so you can feel even more of me while I feel more of you.”

  “Deeper,” I say. “Go deeper.”

  I feel his cock pull back and then move forward into me so slowly I can feel every nerve ending of his shaft inside me as he opens me, moving further inside than the last time.

  I reach for the sheets, grabbing them as my moans intensify and my hunger for more of him drives me to the point of screaming.

  “More,” I say.

  He pulls back and comes forward again. My eyes close and I grab down even harder.

  “Right there!” I say. “Right there.”

  His cock pulls back and slides forward again to the exact same spot. The perfect spot of pleasure inside me.

  He begins moving his hips slightly faster always to the same depth and any thoughts of whether I’d climax from tonight are long forgotten.

  “Carter,” I say. “Carter.”

  “Alyssa,” he moans. His pace quickens.

  I open my eyes and see his face and what I’ve done to it. It barely registers that he’s even here, it’s like he’s off in some other world and I can totally relate.

  I feel totally alert and totally gone at the same time. It’s like I’m floating on a euphoric cloud but now it’s time for the downpour.

  “I’m gonna come!” he yells.

  “I’m coming! I’m coming!” I say.

  “Uhhh.”

  His body freezes and he unleashes a warm gift deep inside me sending my climax into the next level.

  I feel his cock twitch and shake as he empties everything he has inside my pussy. Just when I think he’s finished another round of his warmth greets me and then another.

  Suddenly he leans forward and takes my face in both hands kissing me hard. He makes a noise like he’s eating me, and it almost feels like he is. His kisses are so hungry and so animalistic and I did this to him.

  And this is just the beginning.

  I feel his feet slide back on the bed and the weight of his body on top of me move to the side of me as he leaves his cock in me.

  “I don’t want to move,” he says. “I don’t ever want to leave you.”

  “Good, because I want to feel you inside me forever.”

  I can feel his heart beating against me. His body and mind are moving as fast as mine is as he tries to calm himself.

  He moves his head over to mine and just when I suspect another round of desirous kisses that can’t quench his thirst for me he does the opposite.

  He kisses me gently on the forehead before taking me in his arms and rolling onto his back.

  He’s still inside me and now I’m on top…feeling safe, protected, complete and loved.

  CHAPTER 13

  Carter

  “Carter?”

  The cashier takes my money and I turn to my side. I’d recognize that voice anywhere.

  “Steven!”

  I step around the lady behind me in line and give my buddy a handshake and an embrace.