Page 14 of Chasing His Nanny

She sways and her arms reach out to stop her from falling. Her gaze slides from my eyes to my mouth and back to my eyes.

“I’ve got you.” I say it before I realize the position we’re in. I’ve pulled her so close to me to stop her from falling. Our breath mingles and my hand settles on her nape.

Her pale green eyes suddenly look like a dark emerald now, darkening more every second we stand in silence and stare. I should pull away from her, but I don’t. And when she licks her lips nervously, all the blood in my body seems to travel to my cock.

I push myself closer to her, pressing my hardening cock into her soft stomach. Letting her know how she makes me feel.

“Have you?” She tips her head back and stares at me, waiting, but not realizing she’s pressing her tits tighter against my chest with each heaving breath.

Bree surprises me. I never expected her to twist my words or press her body against my cock. My fully erect cock. Because that’s what she does to me.

I tighten my grip at the back of her neck, lower my mouth and growl, “You’re playing with fire, Bree.”

“Then burn me.” Her gaze remains on mine, but my control is seriously slipping.

I’m fully erect now. Yet, I should walk away. I should not be thinking about fucking a woman for the first time in five years. And if I was, it shouldn’t be my best friend’s daughter. A woman thirteen years younger than me.

But it’s like I’m in some spell when I walk her backward until her spine connects with the wall. She gasps when my free hand grabs her thigh, hike it, and instinctively she wraps it around my hip.

My cock grinds against her core. Only the fabric of what we are wearing stops us from fucking right now. Because I doubt either of us could stop it.

My chest heaves as I release the grip on her leg and run my hand up to her waist, over her rib cage, all the way until it rests on her cheek.

My breath hitches as she stares through hooded eyes—desire staring back at me.

Can I do this?

Walk away Bast.

The world seems to stop all around me. Only Bree and I exist at this moment.

Her eyes are begging. Her mouth parted, waiting when she reaches up and presses a chaste kiss on my lips.

I’m taken aback for a moment and she swallows and gasps, “I’m so sorry.”

“Stay.” The word comes out with a grunt as she tries to push past me.

She stills, and I cradle her face in my hands as she stares at me.

My body feels like it’s coming alive. Not only my cock is responding to her. That I find scary as well as exhilarating. I stare at Bree intensely for a moment.

Then I crush my mouth on hers.

The kiss should be gentle, just like she is, but it’s not. It’s fervent and fierce as I hold her against the wall and slide my tongue into her mouth. She hums as her hands reach my hair and grip as she responds with equal hunger.

Her nipples are hard against my chest, and make me so aware of what is happening. I pull away. “Shit ... sorry ... I won’t ever do that again.”

“It’s okay,” Bree says, smiling. “I wanted to do it.”

I shake my head. “Fuck no. I can’t. I’m sorry.”

I drop my hands like they’ve suddenly been burned.

Then I turn and leave her standing against the wall.

Chapter 6

Bree

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