THE NANNY (A BILLIONAIRE BWWM ROMANCE)

by King, Imani

  25

  Blaize

  “T hanks for handling all the details for tonight’s little soirée, Rolande. And, of course, for your brilliant idea .”

  “No problem at all, Blaize. However, I have to say I never thought my job would entail making engagement party arrangements for YOU !”

  “Chelsea has really been acting apprehensive about this marriage contract lately. I think her father keeps trying to talk her out of going through with it .”

  “She signed it, didn’t she? You could legally enforce it .”

  “Rolande, you dipshit! I would never do that. If she doesn’t want to honor it, I would simply rip it up, and I’d have to find someone else .”

  “You’re starting to run out of time ……”

  “I don’t think it would be that hard to find an eager gold-digging beaver around L.A. who’s willing to do it. The money isn’t even motivating Chelsea the way it does most people ”

  “She’s a classy, independent woman with high standards and a rare work ethic. She’s undeniably in a different league than the type you usually date, Blaize .”

  “She doesn’t even want to live with me. Can you imagine? But your idea of having a swanky formal engagement dinner just might turn things around and put her back in my corner again. And if that doesn’t do it, maybe this engagement ring will .”

  Rolande gave a loud sustained whistle .

  “That is a beauty! Definitely a deal sweetener !”

  “And there are no strings attached. She can keep it no matter what she ultimately decides to do .”

  “That’s very generous. You know, maybe if she doesn’t want to marry you…….how would she feel about just having your baby? That’s equally good for immigration purposes .”

  “Rolande, I think that involves an even bigger commitment, don’t you ?”

  “Not necessarily Blaize. A lot of women prefer it that way, these days .”

  “Well, I don’t think Chelsea would. Besides, she can’t have kids. She told me as much …”

  “Really? I didn’t know that. She looks so……….fertile .”

  “She looks so fertile? What the fuck kind of thing is that to say ?”

  “You know what I mean……..she’s very curvy and womanly. Her hips and breasts look perfectly suited for having babies .”

  “Let’s change the subject, shall we? What kind of car did you rent, since the Jag coupe won’t fit the 4 of us ?”

  “A vintage 1960 Bentley. Silver and black. It’s gorgeous .”

  “Beautiful and classic, just like my betrothed. Make sure you take some photos tonight and leak them to the press for tomorrow’s news .”

  “Will do. Ready to go pick up the girls ?”

  “I’m ready. By the way, I forgot to ask you, how was your dinner with Tiffany the other night ?”

  “Great! She’s a lot of fun. I really enjoy hanging out with her .”

  * * *

  T he drive up the coast to Santa Barbara was glorious! Chelsea and I sat in the backseat with Rolande as our chauffeur, and Tiffany riding shotgun. Rolande had reserved a private dining room at the historic Seacliff Hotel. It was famous for its world-class, fresh seafood and the 180-degree view of the sapphire blue Pacific below .

  Chelsea looked breathtaking in her shimmering gold strapless dress and black velvet wrap. The dress seductively clung to her killer curves, and all I could think about was sucking her juicy dark cherry nipples and fucking her sweet tight slit. Fuck! What that woman did to me !

  We ate and drank like Roman emperors: Wine and champagne flowed freely, while we feasted on a dizzying array of seafood delicacies and rich desserts. Midway through dinner, I pulled a small blue velvet box from my jacket pocket and set it on the white tablecloth. Tiffany was the first one to notice it .

  “Oh my god! A ring box! Is that Chelsea’s engagement ring ?”

  Chelsea looked at me and blushed with embarrassment .

  “A ring? You didn’t have to do that, Blaize. It’s not really necessary. I was just teasing about wanting a ring .”

  “Of course it’s necessary, Chelsea. Blaize Simon’s fiancée should definitely be sporting a sizable diamond ring, wouldn’t you say ?”

  When Chelsea opened the box, I thought Tiffany’s eyeballs were literally going to pop straight out of her head and roll onto the floor .

  The 5 carat, emerald-cut diamond sitting between 2 perfect sapphires was dazzling. It caught Chelsea’s breath and her words stuck in her throat .

  “Oh my god, Blaize. This is the most beautiful ring I’ve ever seen. I hope this is a loaner ….”

  “Excuse me? A loaner? What the fuck’s a loaner ?”

  Tiffany jumped in with an explanation .

  “You know like the actresses wear to the Academy Awards. Jewelry makers lend them outrageously expensive pieces, just for the evening. Right Chelsea ?”

  I looked at Tiffany and Chelsea in disbelief .

  “Are you kidding me? You think I would lend a woman a piece of jewelry? And actually ask her to return it? I couldn’t be more insulted .”

  Rolande tried to help me maintain my composure .

  “Blaize, I’m sure they just thought that because they’re not used to seeing a hundred grand in the shape of a ring, that’s all .”

  Tiffany jumped out of her seat and looked at me like I was from Mars .

  “That ring cost one….. hundred….. thousand….. dollars ?!”

  I folded my arms and answered her with indignation .

  “Somewhere in that neighborhood. Yes. And I don’t expect it back !”

  Chelsea chimed in, but in a whispered voice .

  “Even though our engagement isn’t real ?”

  “Yes, that’s right. It’s in appreciation for the huge favor you’re doing for me Chelsea. I can’t thank you enough for helping me. I don’t know what I would do without you. You deserve it. Please accept it .”

  “Blaize, I’m happy to help you. But it’s not exactly a selfless act on my part, you know. I couldn’t bear to have over 5,000 miles separating us .”

  Tiffany nudged her friend. “I think you gotta accept it Chelsea. It’s a gift. You can’t go hurtin’ the man’s feelings .”

  Chelsea’s eyes filled with tears. I picked up the sparkling ring and slid it on her delicate finger .

  “Blaize, I don’t know what to say. Thank you. I absolutely love it .”

  Our kiss was deep and loving. It actually sent shivers down my spine .

  Rolande stood up, held his glass in the air and made a toast for the occasion :

  “To the happy couple! Chelsea and Blaize !”

  Our crazy party resumed with even more fervor, as we sang and danced the conga around the table. Throughout the evening, the 4 of us drunkenly toasted to everyone and everything imaginable, including vampires, fried calamari, and Arnold Schwarzenegger movies. Rolande took a number of photos that would undoubtedly make the news by tomorrow morning. There was a part of me that secretly wished the engagement was authentic .

  We held court in the restaurant for 3 hours before gathering in the opulent lobby of the hotel. I called a limo service to come and drive Rolande and Tiffany back home. They hugged and kissed us good-bye before pouring themselves into the backseat of the limo .

  “We’re not going back with them, Blaize?” Chelsea asked me .

  “No. Of course not. We’re spending the night here. We have the honeymoon suite. A bit premature maybe, but we can call it an engagement suite if you prefer .”

  “Blaize that sounds heavenly .”

  We shared a romantic kiss in the middle of the room. I pressed for the elevator and gallantly offered my arm to escort her inside .

  “Going up, Ms. Dixon ?”

  Chelsea flashed me her biggest smile as she hooked her arm around my elbow .

  “You betcha, Mr. Simon .”

  26

  Chelsea

  O ur suite was to die for! I never saw anything like it. It w
as apartment-sized with a private wraparound balcony and the same 180-degree view as the restaurant. I opened the heavy oaken French doors and stepped outside into the invigorating sea air. Blaize followed me out and stood behind me. He kissed the back of my head and wrapped his strong arms around my waist. I felt so lucky and so special but a tiny voice in my head still wondered how many other women he had treated this exact same way. Had he brought any other women to this room? The tiny voice was also having an argument with a louder voice that sounded suspiciously like Tiffany’s. It kept telling me to sit back and enjoy the ride. For the moment, I decided to listen to that one .

  The marvelous champagne and wine we drank had gone straight to my head and filled me with lustful thoughts of my handsome “fiancé”. The light from the full moon bounced off the magnificent gems in my stunning ring and warmed my insides. My pussy was purring and craving anything Blaize Simon wanted to pleasure me with. I slid his hands up from my waist and onto my breasts. He cupped and caressed them while he kissed the nape of my neck. In an instant he had the strapless bodice of my dress pushed down to my navel as he ravished my bare tits in the cool ocean breeze .

  Before I knew it, he spun me around and devoured my mouth with his own. Our kiss was pure desire and hot lust. I tore off his dress shirt and licked his muscular pecs with my salacious tongue. He slunk to the floor and knelt at my feet .

  “Chelsea, you slutty little girl! When I hike up your little dress, what will I find between your ultra-fine thighs ?”

  “Why don’t you look for yourself. You might discover a tasty surprise, you naughty little boy .”

  Blaize slowly ran his hands up my bare legs .

  “Higher, Blaize. I’m so fucking wet for you. I can’t stand it .”

  His fingers teasingly inched upward in search of my surprise. My cleft moistened at the mere thought of Blaize touching it. He stopped suddenly when his hands reached my hips. His face lit up and he smiled from ear to ear. Then he put his entire head under my skirt to confirm what he already knew .

  “Holy fuck Chelsea! You’re not wearing any panties, you dirty sexy little minx !”

  He popped his head back out and I tousled his boyish hair while his fingers dipped deeply into my wet folds. Blaize pulled them out and licked my juices off with glee .

  “Fuck! I’ve got to eat your ripe little pussy right this very second !”

  He steered me onto the cushioned patio lounge chair and pushed the skirt of my dress up to my waist, revealing my panty-free pussy. Then he knelt down and spread my legs apart with his hands before diving into my eager muff with his entire face .

  His rapid-fire tongue was relentless in pursuit of my orgasm .

  “Tell me what you want, Chelsea. I want to hear you tell me .”

  “Oh Blaize! Fuck me with your hot tongue! I want your hot tongue on my clit !”

  Blaize resumed his tireless assault on my aroused swollen slit. I writhed and moaned and came repeatedly on his wickedly talented mouth. He stripped off the remainder of his clothes and crawled onto the lounge chair with me. He brushed the hair from my face and lightly kissed and nibbled me from head to toe .

  I loved looking at Blaize; his body was spectacular; a picture of pure perfection. It was like a finely-tuned, high-performance machine. A machine with rock-hard abs and a scrumptiously round ass. And his face was so classically handsome. He could melt me with a simple stare .

  I took his outstanding cock in the palm of my hand and stroked it with desire. It was truly the finest specimen of a male organ I’d ever seen. Blaize was the master of his instrument and I feared I was already a prisoner of it. I wanted to feel it inside me again .

  Blaize sat up in the chair and pulled me onto his lap. I straddled him and gripped his shoulders while I gyrated my drooling pussy around on his cock. He buried his face in my tits and sucked them with gusto. I grabbed his delectable dick and slid the head into my hungry crevice, groaning as I felt Blaize filling me .

  “Oh my god Blaize, your cock feels soooo good .”

  Blaize was a raging bull with me as his rider, hanging on while fucking him with all my might. I came close to being bucked off a couple of times but my pussy walls clenched tightly as I slid up and down on him till the end .

  “Chelsea don’t stop honey! Fuck! I’m gonna come in you now !”

  We both came together in a flood of hot cum, collapsing into each other’s arms amidst the comfy chair pillows .

  The chill of the evening air was beginning to raise goose bumps on my sweat-soaked skin .

  “We better get you inside. We can’t have you catching cold, now can we, lover ?”

  Blaize scooped me up in his strapping arms and carried me into our fabulous suite .

  “There are so many great fucking places in this room. Let’s see..….where shall I set you down ?”

  He decided on the giant overstuffed sofa. I sank into the rich, luxurious suede cushions, and Blaize dove in next to me, extending my feet and legs across his lap .

  There was a giant basket of assorted fruit on the dining room table. Evidently, Rolande had ordered it prior to our arrival. The card read, “Happy engagement you two !”

  As soon as I saw it, I immediately hopped up and nabbed a banana for myself. Then I peeled it, gobbled a giant bite off the end, and plopped back down on the couch. Of course Blaize couldn’t resist the opportunity for some of his sexual innuendo .

  “Chelsea, I’m sorry……..wasn’t I enough for you, sweetie ?”

  “No, I guess not. You obviously left me hungry and unsatisfied. Perhaps next time around you’ll do better.” I smiled mischievously, and Blaize took pretend offense .

  “That’ll be the day! I can honestly say I have never heard a woman say those words to me. I would be mortified if I ever did. But seriously, what’s with the sudden urge for a banana ?”

  “I don’t know. I must have a potassium deficiency. Not a day goes by lately that I don’t find myself craving a banana .”

  “As long as it’s my banana .”

  Blaize started kissing my tits again. He had a truly insatiable sexual appetite .

  “You know what we need, Chels? A nice hot steamy shower ”

  He stood up and strutted his gorgeous nude body across the floor and into the bathroom. His tight round little ass made me want to gnaw on it. I heard him turn the water on in the shower and then he called out to me :

  “Chelsea…… I’m so dirty baby. C’mon in and clean me up, will ya ?”

  Without hesitation, I followed his voice, entering the lavish bathroom for the first time. It was enormous! It had a giant jet-tub next to a bay window with ocean view, a stone and glass rain shower and a wall-to-wall towel heater !

  Blaize was sitting on the marble shower bench, letting the shower water trickle down his skin, while he stroked his dick in anticipation .

  Steam filled up the glass enclosure as I opened the door. Blaize got up and squeezed papaya scented foaming shower gel all over my body, and massaged it in with his warm wet hands .

  I rubbed the sudsy fragrant soap into my breasts and then all over Blaize’s heavy balls and cock, preparing to ride it again. He slid his hand between my frothy thighs and dipped his fingers into my fruit infused folds .

  I kissed and sucked his voluptuous lips while I stroked his slick shaft in my hand. Then to his utter delight, I turned around and bent all the way over for him, spreading my legs wide and grabbing my ankles .

  “Chelsea, you are one fuckin’ hot wicked little temptress !”

  “Only for you Blaize !”

  Blaize grabbed onto both cheeks of my dripping wet ass and spread my slippery slit open with his large manly thumbs. He positioned his cock in line with my sudsy pussy and teased it with his entire length, dragging it up and down against my tortured clit. And then with no warning, he sunk it into me like a stealth missile .

  His forceful fucking made me claw the shower walls in search of something to brace myself with. My fingers came ac
ross a tile shelf and I hung on for dear life as Blaize pounded me from behind. His balls slapped my bottom in an almost punishing manner. He made me feel like a bad little girl and I relished in his depravity .

  My entire core filled with Blaize’s imminent orgasm. I could feel him swelling and building with each stroke, driving it harder into me. My legs grew weak and I feared I would slip on the wet stone floor .

  “Fuck Chelsea, you have the tightest pussy…..fuck I’m coming baby !”

  Blaize caught me just as I started to lose my footing. We both ended up crash landing on the shower floor. Neither of us got hurt. We just sat there stunned for a bit. Then came the uncontrollable laughter .

  “Well, I have to say, that’s a first for me Blaize !”

  “Are you implying that I’ve crash landed while coming in the shower before ?”

  “I’d be surprised if you hadn’t !”

  * * *

  W e had a lovely evening in our engagement honeymoon suite. We were exhausted and we slept like logs. It was wonderful sleeping in Blaize’s embrace. I felt safe and protected. I didn’t want the fairytale to ever end, and I wondered if this was what life with Blaize would really be like. Would it always be this exciting and romantic ?

  In the morning, we had a marvelous breakfast brought up to our room and we ate outside on the terrace, with the shining blue Pacific outstretched before us .

  My ring sparkled in the sunlight every time I brought my coffee cup up to my lips .

  “Last night was amazing Blaize. I had a terrific time .”

  “It was fantastic, wasn’t it? These crepes are pretty amazing too, I must say. I’m hungry as a bear !”

  “You must have worked up quite an appetite. You were quite the busy boy last night !”

  “I’m never at a loss for sinful things to do to you, young lady .”

  “That’s good to know. Pass me some more of those incredible banana crepes …..”

  Blaize looked annoyingly at his phone .

  “Fuck! I have at least a dozen messages from Rolande and the producer of my Sweet Revenge film. What the fuck does everybody want ?”