The Beast's Nanny (The Nannies #7) - Sam Crescent Page 0,29
aside.” She took a deep breath. “I’m verbally diarrhea-ing on this moment.”
“I would call it that.” He closed the distance between them. Grasping the belt of her robe, he tugged it until it fell free. After running his hands beneath the robe, he pushed it off her shoulders, exposing her nakedness.
He captured her hands when she went to cover her tits. “Don’t even think about it, babe. I want to see every single part of you. Tits, ass, pussy.” He walked behind her, drawing her back with a hand on her stomach. Sliding his hands up, he cupped her full, heavy tits.
“These babies, they are a dream.” He pinched both nipples at the same time. “Do you have any idea how many times I’ve imagined these? I think about them bouncing as I fuck you hard. There’s no way you can ever think you won’t live up to my expectations. I want you, sweet Grace, but in this bedroom, I want you to be dirty as fuck. What I need is for all of this to belong to me. Every single part of you belongs to me. All of this. If I find you even looking at another man, I will fucking kill him. This is mine, Grace. That’s what you’ve got to promise me.”
“Yes,” she said.
“And when you’re in this room, or any room with me, and I want my dirty slut, will you give her to me?”
“I don’t know if I can be that way.”
He smiled. “Spread your legs.”
She opened them wide and he dipped a finger between her slit to find her soaking wet. “This tells me, baby, that you want to go dirty with me.” Using two fingers, he stroked her clit, rubbing either side, then over, and around. She shook in his arms. “Get on the bed.”
Caleb helped her as she was a little unsteady at first. She lay on the bed.
“Open your legs and get your pussy ready to be licked.” She was going to hurt when he fucked her, so he needed her nice and wet for him.
Opening his robe, he let it drop to the floor, keeping his gaze on her. He crawled onto the bed, putting his hands on her knees, spreading her open for him. She released a little moan and he watched her. There was no reason to rush.
He ran the tips of his fingers up and down her inner thighs, keeping his gaze fixed on her as he did this. Her nipples were tight buds that needed to be sucked.
“When you’re in this room, I want you naked. No excuses. Always come to me and get ready to be fucked.”
“Yes,” she said.
Gliding down, he lowered until he was directly over her tight cunt. “So pretty, and all mine.” He sucked her clit into his mouth, using his teeth to bite down. She cried out, arching up, and he pulled back to stroke her with his tongue, circling her. He went to her entrance, promising to fuck her, only to pull back and twirl over her clit again.
She pressed her thighs together, trapping his hand. He placed his palms on the inside of her thighs, keeping her spread for his tongue.
Holding her down, he ravished her pussy, giving her pleasure. She’d come so easily, but he wanted her to be soaking wet by the time he took her. He used his tongue to bring her close to the peak.
She cried his name repeatedly and he knew there was only so much she could take. He waited, getting her completely out of her mind until her sexy begs filled the room. The moment she did, he pushed her over the peak, relishing her climax. Replacing his tongue with his fingers, he continued to drive her crazy with release, not letting her stop until he was ready, and he moved between her thighs.
Letting go of her pussy, he wrapped his fingers around his cock and pressed to her entrance. She was so slick, and as he slammed deep inside her, he felt the tearing of her virginity.
The sounds she made turned from pleasure to a whimper of pain. Taking possession of her mouth, he swallowed it down, feeling like a bastard for not preparing her for what he wanted.
She stayed perfectly still.
He hated that.
He wanted her to move. To give him something, anything. The stillness did nothing for him, but made him ache for more.
Pulling away from the kiss, he stroked her hair back and stared down at her.
“That hurt.” Her