Billionaire Daddy and Nanny 1(138)

I mimed to Marshall that I would be downstairs. He gave me a dismissive wave that made me feel like he didn’t want me to know what was going on. It was fair to say that we were both in the same boat. If Lillian was going to come after me, then she was going to do the same thing to Marshall. It remained to be seen what she was going to do to make her feelings abundantly clear.

I went down the stairs, feeling happy but also anxious about taking things to that next level. Tonight, was going to be something special. I needed some supplies and it wasn’t like I had brought anything that was going to take him by the throat and never let go. I would need to go into town, but looking outside, it appeared that only those that lived in the arctic would be able to brave the elements.

I saw the manager and he waved as he used a very loud snow blower to clear the path for the second time that morning. He was tapping his wrist indicating that breakfast wasn’t going to wait around forever. I put up my finger to tell him that I did have every intention of enjoying what they had to offer.

He went by the door looking like an abominable snowman. I went to the cupboards to find that they were bare with only a few packets of coffee that would hopefully be an eye opener.

I poured some water into the kettle and plugged it in before Marshall could come downstairs.

The water was boiling and I had emptied a couple of those coffee packets into two very distinctive cups with the insignia of a scorpion etched into the glassware. It was intricate work and I would’ve liked to have met the author of such a creative license.

I heard his footsteps and the look on his face told me that things didn’t go exactly as planned. “I have some feelers out, but nobody really wants to talk about the ice queen. They suspect that if she gets wind of their duplicitous actions that they will come under fire. I remain hopeful that somebody will come forward. I doubt that she has gotten this far without making enemies.” I passed him the warm cup of coffee and he took it in his hands. We both stared at each other. The only thing that I could think about was how our bodies were going to be flung from one side of that mattress to the other.

He lifted me easily onto the island in the middle of the kitchen. I was sitting there with my legs dangling over the sides. The white robe that I had on split down the middle, as he parted my knees and gave me a reason to think that breakfast was going to be something different.

“I don’t think that you are thinking clearly.” I tried to get him off topic, but his eyes were drawn to more than just my naked thigh. He was very strong and insistent as he moved in with my knees parted. His hands were holding me apart like a wishbone.

“I think that it would be a good idea for me to give you a sneak peak of what is going to happen tonight.” He got down on his knees into a servitude position. I was the one sitting there looking down at his smug face as he grabbed me from around the knees and pulled me towards his mouth with his tongue outstretched.

He tickled my clit, making my neck muscles begin to throb with my head thrown back. The tendons were quite noticeable. I could feel him taking off the belt and letting the robe slide open. Anybody from outside would know what was going on, but couldn’t see a damn thing.

“It doesn’t look like I’m going to be able to hold you back. I do like oral sex giving and receiving. That is something that you are going to learn very quickly.” He lightly nipped at my thighs; pulling at the skin and making me feel that I was in over my head.

“I do like a woman that knows how to carry herself with authority. I can’t get over the way that these pink lips seem to be calling my name.” He slid in, his tongue going into place and stirring the source of that pleasure.

“My god… I don’t know where your tongue begins and ends and I don’t care. I have been tightly round from the moment that I began my campaign to seduce you. It looks like the tables have turned and I couldn’t be any happier.” I slapped my legs over his shoulders. I was lying back while leaning on my hands. I wasn’t going to miss a single moment of the way that he was looking at me with that fire in his eyes. If I didn’t believe in miracles before, then the way that he was driving me out of my mind was slowly convincing me otherwise.

I heard the lapping motion of his tongue as he licked up one side and down the other to once again insert his dominance. The forceful way that he was digging his fingers into my thighs was a good indication that he was a man of few words and mostly action.

I was tapping what appeared to be Morse code on his back with my heels, but mostly it was keeping up with the rhythm of how he was pushing me beyond my own endurance. I should have stopped him, but I don’t think anyone in their right mind would have been able to. That pleasure-seeking digit was revving my motor and bringing things out of me that I had never felt before. I was the one that was usually in control, teaching the younger generation how to treat a woman the right way, but this was like lightning between my legs.