Billionaire Daddy and Nanny 2(162)

“You’re welcome.” Perry’s voice was rough as he pulled me even closer to him.

I took in his scent, so masculine and natural. He smelled like his soap and the outside air from home, and I wondered if he’d start to smell like the sand and the water here. The guys at school covered their skin with cologne, and it smelled artificial whether it was expensive or the discount kind. It smelled like they were trying too hard to impress everybody, whereas Perry just had to offer himself to get my attention. I knew him inside and out if I looked over the last several years, having shared my happiest and worst moments with him. We cried together when my parents died, but we also laughed a lot of the time. “You feel good in my arms,” Perry told me, making my skin heat up as my nipples reached out for him. My pussy was aching and wet, and I moved closer to him, feeling him hard against my stomach.

“Perry,” I breathed as I slid my hands into his hair and took the chance to pull away and gaze into his eyes. They were full of painful emotions and darkened in color as he stared at me. “What is this? What’s happening?”

“Something that I’ve been fighting for the past few weeks,” he admitted as he searched my face with an intense gaze. “I didn’t realize and then it hit me one day. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since, in ways that I shouldn’t be. Caroline, I’m your guardian. I’m a grown man that shouldn’t want to touch you as much as I do.”

Joy surged through me, and I pushed myself up on my toes to kiss him, feeling the sparks as we both gasped. Perry seemed to protest before he raised one hand to hold my head, deepening the kiss as he gripped my ass in his large hand.

Our tongues danced together, feeling like no other kiss before. Perry was aggressive and knew what he wanted, skillful enough to just take it from me. I returned every ounce of his passion, tugging on his hair as I pulled him closer.



Perry

Her sweet little mouth was hot and eager as she met my tongue with her own. Caroline was a little firecracker, and I squeezed her ass harder as she wrapped her legs around me.

Holy fuck.

I turned and pushed her into the wall, slipping my hand further to find the hard edge of the denim as I started to stroke her. I knew that this was wrong, but I was all in, and there was no stopping either of us. I pressed into her, stroking her as I pushed my cock against her open thighs while our lips met in long, rough kisses. She was hot where I was touching her, and I tried to find the hem to move it over and find her bare pussy, but she wore shorts that met my approval today, making me groan as I pulled away.

Caroline had her eyes closed, drawing me close to her as my cock pressed my fingers against her. She rocked against me, so clearly needing to come that I moved harder against her. “Do you fuck yourself thinking of this?” I asked as she dropped her head back and let out a keening sound.

“All. The. Time.” Her voice rose in another moan as I went at her harder, wanting to rip off every stitch of clothing and bury myself inside of her pussy. “Oh, God. Don’t stop.” I watched her as she grew closer to what looked like an explosive release, frowning as I took in the expression on her face. There was something fresh and new in the way her mouth opened wide, and she jerked against me with a cry. “Perry…fuck. I…” She dropped her head hard against the wall as she let go and I moved to carry her into the bedroom to the right of us.

I dropped Caroline to the mattress, making fast work of removing her shorts and panties. I observed her bare pussy with heated eyes for a moment before crawling between her legs to stroke her needy little clit with my tongue. She was sweet the night I sucked her juices from her finger, but this was like warm honey running into my mouth as I ate away at her orgasm. “Oh, Perry. So, sensitive,” Caroline told me as I sucked her into my mouth and slipped a finger inside of her. “Don’t stop. Don’t stop until I come again.”

No problem.

I worked her pussy and clit with my tongue as my finger was inside of her, switching as she came again. I teased her clit with my thumb and covered her with my mouth as she poured into me, her juices sweet and warm. I never would have dreamed that she’d squirt when she came, and I prodded her clit to keep it coming.

I slid my tongue inside of her, feeling her wrap around me as she gripped my hair tightly. The last sound I had heard before I pulled away was her scream, gasping for breath as I dropped onto her stomach.

I wanted to strip her bare but the way she looked against the wall when she was coming stuck in my mind. I couldn’t ignore my maturity and sexual knowledge, and I raised my chin to look into her sweaty face.