The Alpha's Nanny - Sam Crescent Page 0,14

you looking at me?”

He didn’t answer right away, choosing to lick his spoon clean.

She glanced all around the kitchen, feeling her anger starting to build. It was crazy for her to be so upset, but she really needed to know what was going on. This was her home until he decided he no longer needed her.

“Is it so shocking to think I find you sexy and that I like looking at you?”

“I’m not sexy.”

He put his spoon down and stepped up toward her. The instant he invaded her space, all rational thought left her mind. She tilted her head back as Rocko was very much taller than her and in order to stare into his eyes, she had to look up. He placed his hands on the counter, either side of her, locking her into place. “I think you’re sexy, Winter. In fact, I really like it when you come down in pajamas that show me your body. I find it really hard to think, especially with those nice tits, and the nipples pressing against the front of your shirt. It’s enough to drive a person mad. I know it’s driving me mad.”

Her mouth went dry. “You can’t talk to me like that.”

“Why not?”

“I’m your … nanny. I work for you.”

“I don’t pay you and this isn’t a job you applied for. I forced you into it because I was told you were the nicest human my men had ever seen. You took a lot of crap from your own, and you don’t hit back. I know that baby up there is safe with you. That’s why I picked you.”

“That’s not a good reason.”

“It’s the only reason you’re going to get.” He stroked her cheek, tucking some hair behind her ear. “I’m used to women falling all over themselves to please me. You don’t. Why?”

She shrugged. “I don’t know how. I’m … I’m not used to this.”

“Do you like my touch? Or do you find it repulsive.”

“I … I like it.”

“Good.” His finger went to her chin and he kept her head back. She wanted to close her eyes, especially as he kept returning his gaze to her lips. She found it hard to concentrate. “I want to kiss you,” he said.

“Are you asking me for permission?”

“I never ask for permission.”

“I don’t think that’s true,” she said. “Otherwise, you’d have kissed me—”

She didn’t get to finish talking as he slammed his lips down on hers and silenced any protest. At first, she didn’t know what the hell to do. It had been a long time since she’d been thoroughly kissed, but he knew what he was doing.

From the very first brush, her mouth opened of its own accord. His tongue slid across her lips, delving into her mouth. She gasped, arching up against him.

“Kiss me back.” He muttered the words against her lips, and she did. Closing her eyes, she tried not to think about what this could mean. She’d never kissed anyone and now, Rocko was her first.

The hand on her cheek didn’t stay there. She cried out as he cupped her breast, stroking her nipple. She was desperate for more of his touch. The flimsy pajama shirt didn’t leave anything to the imagination.

Rocko slowly lowered the strap of her shirt. Each inch it fell down her body, the more exposed she became until her tit fell free for his gaze. He did the same to the other. The shirt had a stretch to it, so it didn’t cause her any pain or tightness as he slid it down her body. It rested at her waist.

What are you doing?

She honestly didn’t know what the hell she was doing. Her body wasn’t her own. She was on fire with need. A fire burned deep in the pit of her stomach, begging for her to be set free. She wanted his touch and that was what scared her. There was no future for either of them with a man like Rocko. He was the alpha of his pack. She was nothing but a human. He’d never pick her.

Don’t think about it.

He broke the kiss and his lips trailed down to her neck, sucking on her pulse. She cried out as he sucked hard, but he didn’t stop there. No, down he went until he hovered at her nipples. She watched him with bated breath to see what he’d do. There was not a single rush to him.

She waited.

Desperate.

Hungry.

Waiting.

A wailing pierced the air.

The sound came from the living room where she’d left