by Mia Ford
“I have a deadline for tomorrow,” I replied, feeling his hot gaze on me.
“How much do you have left?” He asked as I licked my lips.
“Maybe half an hour? It’s just an expense sheet.” He leaned back, and I glanced at Nathan in his pajama pants and fitted shirt. He looked good, but he also looked sexy in his shirt and tie for work. Nathan exuded success and raw sexuality and I felt a pang of jealousy as I wondered who else noticed it as much as I did.
“Mind if I wait?” He asked as I shook my head. My thighs started burning at the idea of him inside of me again, tasting me and making me feel incredible. He moved to turn on the monitor and my heart jumped as I glanced at my bed. I kept working, and he asked if I had a good day with Ella softly, seeming to not want to interrupt me.
“She is a wonderful girl. So smart and ready to learn everything she can.” I smiled at the memory of the day.
“She wasn’t too much to handle?” He pressed, and I shook my head.
“She’s active but not in a bad way. I love watching her go, you know?” I glanced up at him. He smiled. “I did love her nap, though. I worked on this a little before I fell asleep.” We both laughed.
I finished the document, cleaning it up and submitting it before I set the laptop aside.
“All done.” I looked at him, feeling my nipples pebble underneath my t-shirt. I moved forward and licked my lips nervously, knowing that it would be so easy to kiss him. “I thought about you today.” My voice was a whisper as he moved forward to brush his lips against mine.
“I thought about you.” His voice was husky, and I felt need building up inside of me. Our lips met again, and I closed my eyes. I moved into his lap in the love seat slowly as the kiss deepened, straddling him as Nathan pulled me closer. I didn’t want to end up in bed with him, but my body was screaming for him. “I don’t want you to think that I’m just here for sex. I’m drawn to you.” I looked at him and smiled.
“I feel the same way. I don’t want it to affect this job,” I murmured, slipping my hands into his hair. Our lips met again, and I slipped my tongue against his and moaned.
“It won’t. We’ll balance it. I didn’t intend to fall for the nanny since it’s so cliché. You’re just an amazing woman.” He told me as I smiled.
“It’s like a lifetime movie or a book.” I laughed as he nipped at my jaw.
“A good porn.” I laughed and pulled back, looking into his eyes. “I haven’t spent a lot of time in here. How comfortable is the bed?”
“It’s great.” I smiled, and we stared at each other for a moment.
“I have a dinner with a client Thursday night after work. I don’t know how long it will take since this is a big client. I need to schmooze.” I nodded as he stroked my back.
“I’ll make something for Ella and me. We can do a movie night inside or something.” I smiled.
“She’ll love it. Thank you for being here for her, for us.” He leaned in for another kiss, slowly deepening it. I tilted my head and let his tongue slide into my mouth, relaxing against him. He slipped a hand under my shirt, stroking the bare skin of my back up to the cotton bra that I wore, making me shiver. I encouraged him with a whimper and he unhooked it with the flick of his finger, making me wonder how many times he’d done this before. He shifted underneath me, lifting is both and moving over to the bed. I clung to him with my arms and legs, giggling as he sat me down and pushed between my thighs.
His hand shifted to my stomach and moved up, cupping my bare breast. I moaned and felt him hard against me, needing more. I couldn’t believe that I was this close to sleeping with my boss in the nanny quarters. It would always stay in my memory. He kissed down my neck and I breathed in deeply. He bit gently, and I cried out, arching myself against him.
“Do you want to stay in here for this?” I asked as he pulled away to look at me.
“I want you in every part of this house.” I froze at his words and he lifted my shirt above my head, tossing the bra aside. His mouth moved immediately down my chest, sucking nipple into his mouth as I cried his name. We kissed, stripping in between and he moved down my stomach. I looked at the ceiling and allowed him to spread my legs wide before his tongue was against me. I was wet and wanting, every nerve in my body tingling for him. Nathan worked me skillfully, seeming to have memorized what I liked. I came hard, rocking against him. Nathan stared up at me and I gripped him, telling him to get on his back. “Why, Riley?”
I laughed as we moved, and he ripped his shirt off before dropping back against the mattress. I grinned and reached for his pants, sliding them down as he reached his hands behind his head. He was bare underneath, and I licked my lips slowly. I straddled his body wearing just my underwear and kissed his lips softly. I moved down his neck, loving his taste and muscles as they tensed underneath me. I moved down, licking his abs as I reached down to grip him in my hand. He was so hot and hard, and I felt him jerk against me as I nibbled at his skin. I slowly moved further and held him as I sucked on his tip softly.
“Fuck, Riley. I want your mouth wrapped around me. My pussy ached as I took him slowly in, sucking lightly as he slipped a hand into my hair, loosening the ponytail. I felt him pushing into the back of my throat and relaxed as he let out a guttural moan. I moved back up and down, my body needing him inside of me. “There’s a condom in the pocket of my pants.”
I kept sucking, feeling myself dripping on the bed as I moved up and down. He told me to stop so he could come inside of and I pulled back and jumped to the floor. I searched the clothing for a pocket and pulled out a few packages as I smiled at him. I rose and ripped one free before tearing it open. I pulled out the latex and moved back to the bed between his legs, sheathing him with it as his eyes darkened. I considered my next move before moving over him.
Nathan reached up to squeeze my nipple, and I took him inside of me. He stretched me as I bit my lip, loving the feeling. I thought for a moment about doing this bare and then pushed the idea away. I was on birth control but that was something that was for relationships. I rose and slipped down again, feeling the need to ride him hard. No man ever brought that out in me before Nathan.
I started to move faster as he gripped my hip with one hand and teased my other nipple with the other. I felt the pinch and dropped over him, taking him deeper as we both moaned. The pain combined with the feeling of him filling me sent me over the edge and I cried out, feeling him hold me and start to fuck me to his release. It only made me come longer, and I pressed my hands against his chest and let him take me until he grunted my name.
We both dropped to the bed and took deep breaths. I knew that I’d just soiled this space and I looked at him for a moment.
Chapter 12: Nathan
I watched as she bent before me, slick and ready for me. I was using my last condom and told myself this was it. I didn’t need to drag her to my bed like a caveman and I sank inside of her as she moaned my name. Riley was perfect with my daughter and wild in bed, something that I never had with Brenda. We had good sex in the beginning but then she ended up pregnant and we got married. It wasn’t what most people thought it was more than me trying to do the right thing. The cancer hit after Ella was born and took us all by surprise.
I gripped her hips, rutting against Riley as my orgasm built up inside of me. I moaned as I thrust hard and deep and she started to push back. She’d already come twice, and I felt her wrap around me again as she sent warmth over my cock.
“Fuck.” I came and stilled, letting it happen as the need for sleep finally hit me. I moved beside her, not sure if I should stay in here. I didn’t know what she wanted, but I wanted to fuck her with nothing between us. I wanted to feel her come on me. I didn’t even know if she was on anything and remembered how that one time with my ex turned out. I loved Ella, but I wanted to focus on her and not have another baby so soon. “You feel so good.”
“You’re beyond anything that I’ve ever felt before.” She told me as she pressed against me, naked and damp.
“I like you holding me.” I closed my eyes and relaxed, enjoying the feel of her warm body against mine. The windows were cracked, and I breathed in the salty air as I listened to Riley’s breath even out.
I woke up when I heard Ella crying, moving quickly to make my way upstairs on auto pilot. I stumbled through the gate and pushed open her door, seeing her curled up in her bed.
“What’s wrong, baby girl?” I dropped beside her and stroked her hair back. My heart was so full of love for this girl and she looked at me.
“My stomach hurts, Daddy.” I thought back quickly to what she ate tonight, wondering if dinner messed with her. She wasn’t exposed to other kids too much and didn’t get sick.
“It’s okay. Try to sleep,” I told her, lifting her up to take her to my room. She wouldn’t sleep otherwise. I thought back to Riley down in her bed and walked into the master bedroom, settling Ella under the blankets.
“Is she okay?” Riley asked from my door as I looked up in surprise. She was dressed in a robe and I smiled at her messy hair.
“Upset stomach. I know she won’t sleep without me.” I replied as she nodded. “Get some sleep. I think I might stay home with her tomorrow if she’s still feeling this way.”
“You’re a good dad.” She looked us over and turned to go back downstairs as I watched. We needed to slow down and not sleep in here as a family because we weren’t. Not yet.
I snuggled Ella and stroked her hair, so she’d fall asleep again, enjoying how little she was. She was going to grow up and away from me, making me think that it was a good thing to find someone else. I would want to move on and I thought of Riley above me, riding my cock.
I woke up with Ella, feeling her forehead gently. She was a little warm, and I walked into my bathroom to get the touch thermometer I bought. She was a couple of degrees hotter than she should be and I sat in the edge of the bed to check my phone. I had a few conference calls today, and I glanced back at Ella for a moment.
“Is she doing any better?” Riley asked from the door, wearing leggings and a t-shirt.
“She has a fever. She slept all night, but she was restless.” I looked at her hair, pulled back in a messy bun as she held a cup in her hand.
“I brought you coffee.” Riley walked across the room and set it down. “What does your day look like?”
“I have conference calls,” I replied, picking up the cup. “Thank you.”
“Can you make them from home? That way, you can still be here, and I can watch her for you. Best of both worlds.” Riley moved to sit beside Ella, feeling her forehead with her fingers.
“I could. The staff could handle a day without me.” They proved that to me when I was out so much dealing with Brenda.
“I’ll make some chicken soup for her to eat. That always made me feel better when Mom made it.” I heard her accent as she spoke, aware that it happened when she was feeling particularly emotional.
“Great. Thank you, Riley.” I met her gaze and considered kissing her for a moment before she turned to leave the room. I called my assistant and told him what was happening. I explained that I’d take my conference calls in my office if her forwarded them to my office phone. I looked back down at Ella, seeing her stir under the sheet. I went downstairs to get her some juice in a sippy cup, prepared to hang out in the bedroom all day. I grabbed my computer on the way back, telling Riley that we’d be up there. She was already starting the soup and smiled in my direction.
Ella woke up and drank some juice as I turned on Moana for her, working on some emails. Ella was only calm when she was sick, and I found a way to make it work. She asked for some toast and I got that for her, bringing it back upstairs. Riley sliced up some grapes, adding them to the plate as I smiled gratefully at her.
We were a good team. She came upstairs when I had to go take the calls, assuring me that the soup was simmering. It smelled great as I went down to my office, pouring more coffee before I settled into the leather chair. The phone rang, and I began the first of three, chatting with clients as I listened for anything upstairs. Two hours later and no interruptions, I emerged back into the living room and wandered to the kitchen. The soup was cooking; full of vegetables, chicken, and noodles. I inhaled deeply, hearing my stomach growl. I didn’t eat yet.
“Hi. How were the calls?” Riley asked as I looked up. “She’s sleeping again.” She clicked on the monitor receiver on the counter and walked over to the soup to stir it.
“Great. She was so quiet.” I remarked as she shrugged.
“She just wants someone that comforts her to be with her.” She leaned forward. “I think this is ready. Are you hungry?” My stomach growled, and she laughed. “I guess so.”
Riley reached for some large bowls and stirred the soup with the ladle before serving it. We carried them to the table and sat down.
“You make this single parent thing a lot easier.” Riley grinned. I took a bite of the hot soup and nodded appreciatively. “This is great, Riley.”
“Mama’s recipe. I called my sister to make sure it was right. I think I love your chef. She has everything in the fridge that I need.” Riley smiled and spooned up some chicken and carrots in broth on her spoon.
“Just make a list for her. Anything you want.” I felt her gaze on me and I went for another bite. I swallowed and sipped my water quickly. “You don’t need to shop.”
“I’ll get there.” I laughed, and we kept eating. Ella woke up as we finished, and I excused myself to go check on her. Riley stayed downstairs, and I assumed that she was cleaning up again. Ella looked refreshed, and I told her about the soup, relieved when she smiled. We walked downstairs together, and Riley smiled as she saw Ella. “Hi, sweetie. Are you hungry Ella-Bella?”
I grinned at the nickname.
“Soup,” Ella said, and Riley grabbed a small bowl from the cupboard. She filled it with some soup and mashed it with the potato masher a bit before sticking a spoon into it. She carried it to the table asking Ella if she could sit up. I got her secured in her seat and stirred the soup before checking the temperature. Ella took a bite and Riley went to get some juice for her. Elle ate half of the bowl and asked to go back upstairs, and I carried her as I mouthed a thank you to Riley.
Ella rested the rest of the day, eating a bit more soup before going to sleep for the night. I went downstairs for a beer, needing to decompress as I looked at Riley’s door. It was cracked, and the light was on and I walked over. I tapped on the door and she told me to come in, looking up from her laptop as I walked in.
“How is she?”
“Good. Sleeping. I feel like I had a hard day, but all I did was relax with her.” I shrugged and sipped from the bottle.
“It’s hard with your kid being sick. You want to take it all away, but you can’t.” Riley walked over and reached for the bottle with a smile, taking a sip. I watched her, feeling the need to work out some stress with her.
“I think she’s going to be with me again tonight,” I told her as she nodded.
“Ella comes first in this. We knew that straight away.”
“I am supposed to do that dinner tomorrow night,” I reminded Riley as she frowned. “I can cancel it if she’s still bad.”
“We’ll see tomorrow. She might be okay, and I’ll just make it an easy night. Soup for dinner and movies.” Riley gave me a reassuring smile. We chatted for a few more minutes and I stood to get back to my room. She smiled as I left, unsure of whether to kiss her.
I grabbed some water and took it upstairs for both of us, changing into some sweats and turning on the TV. I considered a shower but was too tired. I’d see what happened tomorrow, and I checked Ella’s temperature again. She seemed to be back to normal as far as that went and I dropped the thermometer on the table. I turned my attention to the late-night show that was on and considered going in the bathroom to jerk off while thinking about Riley. I want
ed her right now and pushed away what was feeling like a growing need for her. I sighed and closed my eyes, telling myself to just go to sleep.
Chapter 13: Riley
I stayed up late reading on my Kindle. I tried to focus on the sound of the waves and the comfort of my bed, but I kept thinking about Nathan. I could smell him in here still and smiled as I shifted on my pillows.
I wondered if Ella would be okay tomorrow. If not, would I just repeat today? I thought ahead to dinner and make a few plans for that in my head before I yawned. It was a weird day, just like Nathan said. It was weird being alone in bed after the last two nights and I wondered if I’d made a mistake.
It was too late. I could look back and enjoy the memories if it ended tomorrow between us. I could be Ella’s nanny and love that, but I didn’t like the idea of him dating someone. I could have a lot of lonely nights ahead of me or worse, him bringing a woman home that I’d have to deal with. I knew how good he was in bed. I both hated and loved it, I knew that.
I reached over to click on the monitor, just to make sure everything was okay up there. I heard the dim sound of the TV and underneath that, something else. There was heavy breathing, rhythmic and raw.
Oh, God. Was he getting himself off up there? I initially worried about Ella being in his bed but kids slept heavily. Parents did far worse than that. I slid my legs up, dropping the Kindle. I loved the sound of Nathan aroused and I slipped my hand over my breast, cupping it and pinching my nipple. It felt so good and my other hand slipped between my legs over my leggings.