Marie screamed out, biting her lip in an attempt to stay quiet, but it was pointless. His huge, throbbing penis just felt too good. Adam started to thrust himself in and out of her until the couch was creaking with the effort. Marie moaned loudly as Adam penetrated her harder and harder.
Placing his hands on her hips, he gripped them roughly as he threw all caution to the wind, giving her all he had. Soon, it was too much for her to handle. With her nails digging into his muscular arms, she felt herself tightening up. Her pussy walls quivered around his throbbing dick, causing him to grunt in response, but despite it all, he didn't stop ravishing her. Marie's pussy got tighter around him, forcing him to push himself even harder.
As he relentlessly pounded into her, Marie found herself reaching her orgasm. Every time Adam rammed himself inside, she felt her whole body surging with pleasure. She felt like it would slowly drive her insane. She didn't know how Adam was keeping up for so long, but at the same time, she didn't want him to stop.
But, soon enough, Adam started to tighten. He bit his lip and tilted his head back, trying to delay his impending orgasm, but finally, he lost all control. With his load now deep inside of her, he collapsed by her side, pulling her into his embrace. Marie gasped, looking into his dark eyes. The feeling of his seed inside of her felt strange, but somehow hot and exciting at the same time. Smiling, she laid her head on his chest, letting out a contented sigh. This was about to be the best job she had ever had.
***
A week after her initial meeting with Lacey and her steamy night with Adam, she found herself in the New York Courthouse, presenting herself to the judge as the primary caretaker for Lacey. The judge was satisfied, though skeptical, but in the end everything went smoothly. They left the tryst out of their story, however, even though it was still very much on their minds. With the clause of his wife's will now underway to completion, Adam no longer had to worry about losing custody of his little girl.
As time went on, the three became very close, growing fonder and fonder of each other day by day. Soon, however, spring began to come to a close, and baseball season was about to begin anew. The fall had been a time of respite for Adam and his daughter, but now reality would have to begin again.
There was another cup of coffee on the table, waiting for Adam when he finally decided to get up. Marie couldn't believe how much her life had changed in those few, short months. Surprisingly, she was settling into the role of a nanny quite nicely. It felt good to have a routine and people who cared about her. This role seemed less like acting and more like real happiness.
"Good morning!" Out of nowhere, Lacey came barreling toward Marie's legs, hugging them tightly. She smiled brightly at her.
"Good morning," Marie answered, patting her head. "You look like you slept well. Are you ready for school?"
"No, of course not. I'm still in my pajamas!" She quipped before dashing off to get dressed. Marie smiled to herself. Lacey had been so excited when they had enrolled her in a local elementary school. It was Marie's job to make sure she got on the bus every morning. Marie walked into the kitchen and turned on the stove, about to make some scrambled eggs for the little girl.
As she looked in the refrigerator, she also noticed some bacon and took it out. The sound of sizzling echoed through the spacious room as the intoxicating aroma made its way through the apartment. The smell seemed to have woken Adam up because he was now standing in the entranceway of the kitchen. Marie chuckled and walked up to him, kissing him on the cheek. Though she loved Lucey, this part of their arrangement was Marie's favorite.
"Good morning. You're up early." She handed him his cup of coffee and two pieces of toast - his preferred breakfast. Marie was quickly getting to know the dynamics.
"Mmm. You're the best." Adam mumbled, shuffling toward the kitchen table and sitting down. Seconds later, Lacey showed up in her school uniform, her small backpack on her shoulders. Marie placed a plate in front of her.
"Careful. It's hot." She warned. She watched the little girl dig into her eggs before grabbing a comb off the counter and began brushing her hair. She was soft and gentle about it, making sure not to hurt the little girl. "What would you like today?"
"Hmm … can you do a French Braid?" Lacey asked politely.
Marie nodded and started to weave strands of hair together. Minutes later she tied off the end, showing off the beautiful braid to Adam.
"It's beautiful. Just like my two girls." Adam smiled, taking a sip of his coffee.
Lacey giggled at the compliment. Marie just blushed slightly. She couldn't believe how natural it felt to be a part of this family when it wasn't even her own child. "Lacey, you should finish up or you'll be late"
Lacey's eyes grew wide as she nodded and quickly scarfed down the rest of her food. When she got up, she grabbed her lunchbox off the counter and looked at Marie expectantly. Marie grabbed her hand and together, they made their way to the elevator.
Adam watched them go, smiling contentedly. He was glad he had chosen Marie for this job; she was proving very capable. He took a bite out of his toast and started to read the morning paper that had been on the table. "Hmm … so the Yankees made the trade, huh?" Adam started to read up on the new player's bio and stats on his phone when Marie came back through the door.
"She's off then." She announced, sitting down across from Adam who just grumbled, staring down at his phone screen. "What are you looking at?" He was too distracted to provide her with an answer. She chuckled, knowing it had to be baseball.
She picked up her cup of coffee again, noticing her bare fingers. It felt like something was missing. She continued staring at them for a bit before it hit her. She was yearning for a ring on her finger. She wanted to get married. Married. The feeling was uncomfortable, terrifying, even, but it wasn't novel. She had been thinking of bringing up the topic for a while, but now, she could no longer hold back. She wanted more from this than just a contract, more than noncommittal sex with an expiration date. Marie didn't expect herself to fall for Adam, but she had come to love this life. She knew he felt the same. He had to have! They'd been sharing a bed since she'd moved in.
"Adam … " He finally looked up at her.
"Yeah?" He asked.
"Well, our contract ends in October, right?" She asked, trying to ease into it.
"Right."
"Well, what happens after that?" Marie questioned.
"I don't know Marie. Why do you want to talk about it now?" Adam replied in a slight shock and with a slight premonition for where this conversation was headed.
"Because, I need to plan my life Adam" She was looking right into his eyes.
" You don't have to worry Marie. I will honor our contract and you will have the five hundred thousand dollars. It should set you up to do whatever you want. Work, travel or not do anything at all. It's a heck of a lot of money " Adam replied with a smile trying to pacify an aggravated Marie.
"Just like that?" Marie retorted, a little offended. "So this was all just an arrangement. So these past months meant nothing?" Marie pressed, her fingers tightening around her mug.
"Of course, they did. What's the matter?" He finally set his newspaper down, looking intently into her eyes.
"Let's get married. For real. Not just to appease some judge." Marie's eyes blazed with determination. She had finally expressed what had been weighing on her for days, and now she was all in.
"What?" Adam's expression was blank. "Are you crazy Marie? Have I ever made you feel like I want to get married to you?"
Marie's face turned red at his response. "Am I crazy?" Marie got up, her hands on the table, her body thrusting forward. "I- I love you!" Marie blushed, lips terse with emotion. "I know you love me, too. Can't you see that? Or are you too afraid?"
"I'm not afraid of anything," Adam growled through gritted teeth. "But we aren't getting married. Marriage only causes problems and love doesn't mean anything. The arrangement we have is perfect because it's an arrangement. Don't you see it?" Marie thought she saw his jaw catch, like he was caught up in a memory. But rejection stung her deeply, and her pride resurfaced.
"Love means nothing??" Marie demanded. "What about Lacy? What about her love?"
"Don't talk about her. You aren't her mother." Adam snapped, getting up as well.
"I might as well be! I'm the one who feeds her, helps her with her homework and goes out to the park with her." Marie's voice rose. "Hell, I'm a better parent than you ever were! Why else would you need to show me off in court?"