Bought for Love(51)

“You seem tense today. Would you like me to have the nanny take care of Katherine so we can spend time alone?”

Emily was even more beautiful after the birth of our daughter and I was sorely tempted to accept her offer. She’d lost all her pregnancy weight, and had I not known personally she’d had a child, her body gave no proof of the delivery. Losing myself in her arms would be tender and fulfilling. Had I known I could control myself, nothing would have given me greater pleasure. She had learned to please me so well that I lacked nothing.

“I’m afraid I’ll have to take a rain check sweetheart. As much as I want to enjoy that sexy little body tonight, I’m afraid I have business that must be attended.”

My precious Emily was so understanding and smiled warmly instead of pouting, like most women I knew would be when their needs weren’t met. “I know we’ve kept you busy. I love you, Jack.” She stood up on her tiptoes, wrapped her slender arms around my neck, and hugged me tightly.

How could I not love this incredible, biddable, sweet woman? I hugged her back and looked down into that beautiful face filled with adoration for me. “I love you, too, sweet girl. Believe me, there’s no place I’d rather be than in your arms.” Lowering my lips, I kissed her passionately.

When I broke away from our kiss, I could tell she wanted more and I refused to let her go wanting. “Is Donna with our daughter?” I whispered the words in her ear, lightly biting it knowing how it turned her on.

“She is.” Donna was our nanny and since our baby was in safe hands, I decided I had a little time to please her before I took care of my other dilemma. I felt the little shiver of awareness through her tiny form and smiled. She was so easy to read and it pleased me greatly.

Grasping her hand, I walked her down the hall and into the study. “Lift that skirt, baby, I have just enough time to make you scream before I leave.” She never wore panties under the dresses that were the staple of her wardrobe now, because I didn’t allow it.

Without any hesitation, she did as I asked and stood in the center of the room, her body bared to me just as she’d been taught. With a wicked grin, I turned back and locked the door behind us, then pointed to the desk. “Bend over it, and hold on to something.”

She didn’t let go of her skirt and that well rounded, sexy ass was gorgeous as she bent over the smooth wood. It had been a long time since I’d reddened those twin moons, because she never gave me reason to punish her. I ached to do so now, but refrained, deciding pleasure was more deserving. It wasn’t that I truly wanted to hurt her, only that I enjoyed seeing the imprint of my hand there.

I lowered my pants and underwear, and my hand reached out to cup that perfect little pussy, pleased that she was already drenched for me. “Such a sweet, naughty girl being wet for me already.” I inched my fingers inside that hot heat, stroking the front walls knowing how she loved it.

Moaning softly, that ass moved in the most delectable way, and I was instantly rock hard. Taking my cock in my hand, I fed it to her slowly, loving how she still tightly gripped me in her silky warmth even after the baby. I rode her, unleashing only what she could handle, and enjoying how her soft cries echoed through the room.

“Come for me, baby, I want to feel you squeezing my cock.” Increasing my rhythm, I loved that she came hard at my demand. Fuck, she felt great this way, but I’d recently taught her a new way to take me, and I wanted to find release there.

Pulling from her clenching sheath, I covered my fingers in her dew and prepared her other entrance. “Remember what I told you, relax for me.” My cock probed her ass and I pressed forward with all the gentleness I could afford with my need.

She moaned softly at the stretching my width gave, and I knew this was still not very comfortable for her. “It pleases me so much knowing you’ll take me this way.” I pushed forward with determination, forcing her body to accept me until I was embedded all the way. The expression on her face told me she wasn’t really enjoying this, but did it to make me happy. That was something I loved about her and reminded me to take things slowly.

Wanting to please her because of how she gave so much, I reached around and stroked her clit as I began thrusting. I kept my pace slow until I had no other choice but to pound into her tightness as my orgasm built. She was so damn precious! I washed her tight anal walls with my pleasure, remaining until the twitching of my cock receded, leaving me spent.

She winced as I slowly pulled free, and I rested over her body, kissing her neck. “I promise this will get easier, baby. The way you trust me makes me so happy.”