Billionaire Needs Nanny

by Laurent, River

  "Faster?" he asked as he peppered my neck, chest, and shoulders with kisses. "Why would I do that?"

  "Please," I begged.

  "That’s better, baby"

  I melted at the endearment.

  He picked up speed and thrust inside of me harder and harder until my back arched into a bow. My breasts pressed against his body as he gazed into my eyes with complete adoration. I held my breath, too excited and too close to breathe. "Kiss me," I whispered. "Kiss me."

  I could feel the way his cock twitched and jumped inside of me as he rocked back and forth. His breathing turned into low, growling groans, as he did just that, kissed the breath from me. I knew he wasn't far either. I waited to feel him fill me up at the same time that I came.

  It didn't take long. He pushed himself deeper and I cried out as my body tensed and shook with the rolling waves. I came so hard it stole the sound from my lips. The first wave was hardly gone when another began. This time it was stronger and more ferocious. Electricity flooded my senses and I kissed him as I came a second time.

  It pushed him over the edge then he pulled back and painted my belly with his cum.

  Both of us were gone as he rolled off of me and laid by my side.

  I willed the world to stop spinning so I wouldn't lose it.

  Christian kissed my neck. "I'll get you cleaned up in two minutes," he promised.

  "I don't even care," I mumbled. "Leave me here until I die."

  Christian kissed my cheek. "I can’t do that. I wouldn’t leave you anywhere… You're my girlfriend."

  My entire body flushed. Just hearing him say those words sent me into hyper drive, and I wanted to bask in it. I touched his cheek and kissed along his strong, stubble lined jaw. "I think I'm going to like being your girlfriend." I smiled.

  "I sure hope so."

  Chapter Thirty-One

  Hannah

  Christian's girlfriend.

  I still couldn't quite believe it was true. Just thinking about it made me feel tingly all over. I rolled over in his arms and kissed the tip of his nose. He wiggled it like a cute little bunny. Maybe that was what I'd call him. Bunny. I was sure he'd hate it and try to change my mind, but that was half of the fun.

  I poked his nose again and he sniffed before he licked my finger. I cringed and ewwed as I tried to roll away from him, but he wrapped his hand around my waist and refused to let me go. His lips pressed into the back of my neck as I tried to escape. I couldn't get free.

  And... I loved it.

  He fucked me again and again. But the last time, it was more like making love.

  I slipped out of the room before Annie woke up because I wasn't quite comfortable having her find out that we were sharing the same bed yet. I wanted her to have stability. Christian agreed.

  All I could think about when he was gone to work that morning was doing something special for him. He'd gone out of his comfort zone to ask me out and I wanted to repay him. Annie and I hung out until around noon when she was supposed to meet her grandparents.

  Usually, she clung to me like it was the end of the world, but seeing Christian's parents made her dash off and disappear into the house before I could hardly say goodbye. I smiled at her independence. It was a good sign.

  I didn't go back to the house like I could have. Instead, I pulled up to Christian's office and pulled out the basket lunch I'd packed for him. It had all of his favorites, a bottle of wine, two glasses and even some dessert. And if he didn't have a sweet tooth, I would gladly offer myself as an end of meal snack.

  A grin spread across my lips as I glanced in the side mirror of the car. My hair was tucked in place perfectly, my dress was neat, and my heart was beating like a drum. I couldn't wait to see the smile on his face. I nervously toyed with the handle of the basket as I rode the elevator up to the top floor. My heels clicked along the floor to his secretary's desk before I waited for her to be off of the phone.

  "Can I help you?” she asked.

  "Yes. I'm looking for Christian."

  The woman looked me up and down. There was almost a pitying look on her face.

  I shrank back a bit. Why is she looking at me like that?

  "Mr. West is busy at the moment," she said finally.

  "Oh," I replied. I could feel my face falling. "Did he step out for a minute? I can wait if he's going to come right back. I know he's always in meetings."

  I heard a sound from behind the woman and I frowned. It had to be from Christian's office. His name was displayed in gold and black on the door. My teeth worried my lip before I glanced back at her.

  "Mr. West's ex-wife is speaking to him," she finally blurted out. "She's been in there for a while, so I don't know if you should wait."

  "Oh," I said. He did say he would talk to her. Maybe that was what he was doing with her.

  "Yeah, she’s been here every day this week."

  I nodded slowly, but it felt like someone else had gained control of my head and was nodding it for me. She'd been here all week? I couldn't understand why Christian wouldn't tell me that. I poured my heart and soul out to him. My belly clenched. The splendid special moment when he’d asked me to be his girlfriend rang hollow once I knew that he'd been lying to me about her.

  The old me would have turned and fled.

  But I loved him.

  That thought alone made me change the way I would normally react. Instead of running away, I stalked past his secretary's desk. The jealousy and anger I felt fueled me as I grabbed the knob, ignored her feeble protests, and flung his office door open.

  My mind told me that I would catch them in the act.

  I steeled myself against it. I was getting ready to see him cheating on me when I stumbled into the office. Instead of finding her in his lap, or draped over his desk with him pounding her from behind the way he did me on his desk at home, I found him pushing her away from him, and damn near growling with fury.

  "Get the hell out of my office," he seethed. "Before I call security and have you thrown out. We're finished. Why can't you get that through your damn thick head! Stop coming to my office, stop coming to my house, stop stalking Hannah. Just stop, damn it. I'm done with you. Get out!"

  I blinked in surprise. His secretary was wrong… this wasn’t a sweet reunion between the two exes. I clutched my dress in my fist and felt tears well up in my eyes. For a moment there, I'd doubted him, but he never had any intention of leaving my side. If it was possible, I loved him even more.

  Daphne snatched up her bag and spun on her heels.

  When her eyes landed on me, I felt cold shoot through my body. I could see the hatred in her gaze.

  She stalked past me then she stopped to glare at me. "Fuck you, bitch. You deserve each other!" she snapped before she stormed out of Christian's office and slammed the door behind her.

  Chapter Thirty-Two

  Christian

  I hadn't noticed Hannah had walked in. I’d been too focused on Daphne. Well, more like too focused on getting her the fuck away from me. I saw the hurt look on Hannah's face, but something else too, that I couldn't describe.

  I walked over to her and took her hands. "Hannah, I didn't mean for you to see any of that. I should have told you," I said as I shook my head. "I don't know what the hell... Are you okay?"

  Hannah nodded slowly. "Why didn't you tell me that she had been here so much? I thought that maybe you were still seeing her for a minute there."

  I nodded. "I know, I know. It's just that I don't feel anything for Daphne. I haven't in a long time. When she kept popping up here, I didn't think to bring it up because she isn't important. Every time she showed her face here, I just wanted it over and all I could think about was your face and getting home to you." I shook my head. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but only because it was so unimportant to me. To us."

  She moved forward and kissed me deeply.

  My body relaxed. I knew that with that kiss she was letting it all go. I was beating myself up for not mentioning Daphne had bee
n stopping by.

  Hannah kissed me like she just didn't care, like she couldn't get enough.

  I came up for air, panting and disheveled.

  She still leaned toward me, her eyes closed. Suddenly, her eyelids flutter open. Then she smiled happily at me.

  I moved to my desk, picked up the two tickets and walked back to her. "Look at these," I said as I pressed them into her hand.

  "What's this?" she murmured as she opened the envelope. She gasped. "Does that say what I think it says?"

  I nodded. "Tickets to the Palais Garnier in Paris. Ever since you told me you wanted to go there one night, I've wanted to get these tickets for you. What do you think?"

  She stared at the tickets in surprise before she looked up at me with teary eyes. "You did this for me?"

  "Of course. You're my girl." I smiled. "I want you to have the best of everything."

  Hannah wrapped her arms around my neck and squeezed me tightly. I let her cling to me for as long as she wanted to. I loved seeing how happy she was.

  When she pulled back, she wiped her eyes and grinned. "I can't believe this. I can't wait. Oh, wait, what about Annie? Is she going to want to be on a plane that long?" she asked.

  "Annie is going to stay with my parents. They want some extra time with her and I figured it would be the perfect time to get out and have some fun. Besides, we won't be schlepping it to an airport and climbing on a plane. We'll be taking my private jet. Quiet, all the room you could hope for, a personal chef and a bed just for the two of us."

  Hannah stared at me for a minute. Then she kissed me hard.

  I laughed, happy that she was so excited. My lips moved against hers.

  When she pulled back, she stared up at me with starry eyes.

  I loved that about her. How starry her eyes could get. Hannah might not ask me for much, but when I surprised her with something she really loved, she gave me a look as if she could drown in my eyes.

  "Thank you," she whispered. "Seriously, this is the best thing that's ever happened to me. I love it."

  I smiled. "I'm falling for you more and more. I don't want to hide that from you. I want you to know how much I care about you. I know I've been slow in getting there, but I can promise it's getting better second by second, baby."

  "Really?" she asked. "I feel the same way… like this is getting deeper every day and I don't even know what to do about that."

  I grinned and pulled her into my arms. That’s exactly what I wanted to hear. There was something completely different about Hannah… from any other woman I'd ever met. She was beautiful, confident, kind, strong, and all around amazing. She was also so selfless when it came to the people she cared about. Why she ever agreed to just sex then never pushed for more, showed how selfless she really was. I couldn't imagine spending time away from her.

  "You don't have to be Annie's nanny anymore," I told her. "You don't have to work for me and she can have her wish of you being her mother. I think she's going to be excited."

  Hannah laughed. "Excited? She's going to lose her mind about me staying with you guys permanently. You know how she is."

  I could see how happy Hannah was about that. She and Annie had gotten so close that I couldn't stand the idea of them being away from each other either. Annie deserved someone who loved her and wanted to be around her as much as I did. Hannah was clearly the perfect choice for that. For everything in our lives.

  Chapter Thirty-Three

  Hannah

  I couldn't be happier hearing Christian say that he wanted to be with me and only me. The jealousy I'd let take over for a minute almost felt silly.

  "What's in the basket?" he asked as he tipped it toward him, a smile playing on his face.

  "Oh, I wanted to bring you lunch. I know you're probably busy."

  "Never too busy for you. Let's eat."

  We took our time, talking about Paris and all the things we'd see and do there. I, of course, wanted the Eiffel tower to be the first stop. I knew it was cheesy, but I didn't care as long as I got to do it with Christian. We finished eating and kissed until my lips were numb. We only stopped because I had to pick up Annie.

  "Should we tell her tonight?" I asked. "She's a smart kid. I mean I know she's going to figure it out eventually."

  He nodded his emerald eyes twinkling at me. "I was just thinking the same thing. Sure, let's take her out and tell her tonight. I'm sure she'll be thrilled, so don't look so nervous."

  I scoffed. "Easy for you to say, she has to love you."

  Christian yanked me against his chest. "And she already loves you. The same way I do."

  My hands gripped his arms and I forgot how to speak.

  He loves me?

  I felt my heart fluttering like a trapped bird my chest and I kissed him once more, long and hard until I felt quite dizzy. I knew that if I didn't leave right that minute, we'd be naked and on his nice, expensive looking leather sofa in no time. And I wasn't the quietest person in the world, so yeah… that would be a very bad idea.

  We said our goodbyes at the door a few too many times before I finally walked away. My mood was even better than it had been when I first arrived. I couldn't stop grinning. I could feel my cheeks starting to hurt, but I still didn't care. My future was finally coming together. That was the only thing that mattered.

  I packed everything away into the car and pulled out. I couldn’t wait to call Natalie and rub it in her face. Lovingly, of course. I grinned because I knew she would totally see me as bragging but she'd laugh about it the whole time and be happy for me. She was one of the only people in my life that was over the moon about all the great things that ever happened to me. I knew I'd have to drag her out for coffee and tell her everything.

  As I slowed to approach the upcoming red light, I realized that I wasn't really slowing down at all. I pushed my foot against the pedal, but nothing happened. Panic started to flood me as I pressed even harder until it was flush against the floor, but I was still going way too fast.

  "Oh, my God. Betsy, don’t do this to me,” I yelled at the car. “Stop, stop, stop!"

  No matter how much I demanded this didn't mean it was going to work. I plowed through the red light and turned in time to see a car hurtling toward me, its horn blasting. I could see the horrified expression on the driver’s white face. Time slowed down and everything started happing in slow motion.

  There was a terrible crunching sound of metal hitting metal. I was jerked forward. Betsy had not air bag. Pain shot through my body even as my head hit something hard and darkness swallowed me whole.

  Chapter Thirty-Four

  Christian

  “Daddy, is Hannah going to die?” Annie’s voice was filled with fear.

  I pulled her towards me and hugged her small worried body against mine. “No, honey. Of course not.” I pulled away so I could look into her eyes. “She’ll be just fine. I promise.”

  She pushed her lower lip out. It was trembling. The sight broke my heart. “Then why can’t I see her?”

  “That’s because she’s just been operated on and she’s sleeping.”

  “Can’t we wake her up?”

  “No, we’ll have to wait for her to wake up on her own. You don’t like being woken up while you are deep in sleep, do you?”

  “No, but I wouldn’t be angry if Hannah woke me up.”

  “I know darling, but she needs her sleep so she can get better quicker.”

  “Daddy will she be better by dinner.”

  “No honey. You’re going to spend tonight with grandpa and grandma and I’m going to stay with Hannah and make sure she gets all the help she needs, okay?”

  “Why I can’t I stay too. I can help too.”

  “I’m sure Hannah would love that, but they don’t allow children, honey.” I glanced at my watch, then out of the square hospital windows. It was going to rain soon and I wished my parents would hurry up and come and pick Annie up. Especially since I wanted to go back to Hannah’s bedside. Being away from h
er even for these few short minutes was making me feel edgy and nervous. I needed to there for her. I wanted her wake up and for me to see with my own eyes that she was fine. That everything was all right again.

  “Daddy, if you want to marry Hannah, you can, you know?”

  My head jerked around. “What?”

  “I said, you can marry Hannah if you want. I won’t mind.”

  I stared at her sweet face. It was impossible that she suspected Hannah and I were in love. We only just admitted it to ourselves. I made my voice gentle. “Why did you say that, honey?”

  She gave a little shrug. “Mommy told me that all the nannies just want to marry you, and once they marry you, they will become like the evil stepmother in Cinderella.”

  I stared at her incredulously. Fuck you, and your ugly heart, Daphne. “Your mother told you that?”

  She nodded. “But I don’t think Hannah is going to be evil to me, do you Daddy?”

  I shook my head automatically. I was in too much shock to even get my head around the horrendous idea that my ex-wife had imprinted into her innocent daughter’s head. No wonder Annie had been so horrible to all her nannies. It all made sense now.

  “I don’t think so either,” she agreed solemnly.

  I took both Annie’s hands in mine. “Listen to me, Annie. Your mother was wrong to tell you that. That’s not how things happen. Most nannies don’t want to marry their employers. It’s just their job to take care of children so that the kids’ parents can work. Yes, some nannies do fall in love with some of their employers, but they don’t automatically turn into evil stepmothers. Do you understand that?”

  “Why did Mommy say that then?”

  “Maybe she was afraid you would stop loving her.”

  She looked down at her shoes. “I don’t love her that much, Daddy.”

  “It’s okay, honey. You just love who you want to love, okay?”