Billionaire Daddy and Nanny 2(186)

He moved his face down to taste me as I gripped his head, pulling him more into me. I was addicted to the man’s mouth now, and I groaned as he held me still with his arms wrapped around my thighs. It was torture not to be able to move as he licked, nibbled, and sucked on me; pulling back when he knew I was close. I smacked his head, and he laughed as he moved closer, not stopping this time as I screamed his name in sweet relief. “I need you, Payne. Please.”

He asked if I was protected, reaching for his drawer when I shook my head. “We’re going to get you on something soon. I hate condoms and want to feel you bare.” He knelt beside me as he sheathed himself, looking me over slowly. “Are you sure about this?”

I nodded, knowing that I could not wait.



Payne moved his body between my thighs, spreading my release around before he positioned himself in front of me. “This will hurt, so we’ll go slow. Tell me everything that you’re feeling.” I nodded as he slipped forward, barely inside of me. “You’re so tight.”

“Will it fit?” I asked as he chuckled and rocked slightly forward.

“You’re soaked, so yes. It will feel good at some point as well, just give me time.” I knew what he was talking about as he moved further, though slowly. Payne didn’t only fill me, he stretched me, and I whimpered underneath him as he leaned down to kiss my neck. “I’m sorry, Vie.”

“It’s okay,” I assured him as he found my lips, tasting myself on him. That was when he moved further, nearly all the way and just remained there as our tongues danced together. There had been some sharp pain in the beginning but now I was feeling horny, and I moved slightly. “I want you.”

We moved together until we found a rhythm, then our bodies slapped together roughly as I cried out with every thrust. Payne was so deep inside of me and so big that I felt it everywhere.

I was fucking Payne, so much faster than probably either of us planned. I tried to remember it in my head, knowing that this was the best first I would ever have. I had come seconds before he did, feeling him grow inside of me before he roared my name and jerked against my thighs.

Payne had rested against me before he pulled out carefully, staring down at my face. “How do you feel?”

“Complete,” I replied as he left the bed to go through a door that I assumed led to a bathroom. He came back with something in his hand, shocking me when I felt the warmth between my legs. “Do guys do this normally?”

“It’s your first time, so you deserve it but no. I don’t think so. I just want you to be comfortable.” Payne wiped gently as I relaxed and smiled at him, frowning a bit. “You bled, just a little. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay,” I told him as he dropped the cloth to the floor and slid his hands under my shirt.

“I can’t believe that I didn’t take this off. Can you? I want to feel your bare skin against mine.” I did, and we snuggled together naked, our skin hot as we pressed together. He was wearing his shirt when he was inside of me, though it was slightly unbuttoned. I preferred him this way as we snuggled together. I wanted to fall asleep like this, but I kept looking at the clock to see what time it was. I knew that I had to leave soon.

Once it got past ten, and we’d dozed off a few times and kissed a lot more, I cleared my throat. “I shouldn’t stay late.”

“I want you to stay,” Payne said as I sighed. “I know that can’t happen.” He kissed me slowly as I wrapped my arms around his neck until I insisted on leaving. I dressed and went around the house twice to get all my stuff before I looked at the front door. “Can I walk you out? Where did you park?”

“Probably not a good idea, but it’s well-lit there. You live in a great area,” I assured Payne as he frowned with concern. “You’re an attorney and know it’s safe here.”

“I do, but I still worry.” He pressed his lips to mine firmly before unlocking his door. I went to my car, wanting nothing more than to sleep in his arms all night long. I was glad I lived close and pulling into the gate within ten minutes, parking in the garage.

I jumped when I saw the television on and Dad watching some game. “Oh, hi.” I straightened my hair with one hand and thanked my lucky stars for the dark room.

“He’s working you pretty late,” Dad said as he stretched and yawned, apparently tired.

“We’re both workaholics. It’s not just Payne,” I assured him as I looked at him. He could never know what I did tonight, not ever. We walked towards our rooms together, saying good night before I took the stairs slowly and focused on the throbbing between my legs. I didn’t shower and just crawled under the sheets, missing Payne’s body, and scent. I made a note to steal one of his shirts to sleep with soon as I closed my eyes.