Page 44 of The Christmas Nanny

I reached beneath her and squeezed her left nipple, making her whimper. “I do get it. I get the desires. I get the need to be who you are and go after what you want.”

I wanted to go on and on about being who you are but stopped short of saying anything about myself. I struggled like her, but for whatever reason, I was done struggling. People, including family, would have to accept me for who I am and not who they thought I should be.

“Are you going to leave me like this?” Stephanie asked.

“I should.” I almost mentioned their butler, but I couldn’t be certain Stephanie wasn’t lying about everything. “Why do you live your life like this?”

“Why do you care? You’re getting money and sex, just like him.”

I removed the buttplug and walked to the door. “I’m not like him.”

“Why’re you leaving? Finish what you started!”

“Thought you didn’t do anal,” I said.

“It’s part of the game, Jacob. You take life way too seriously.”

I leaned against the door and crossed my arms. SlimShady stared at me. He wasn’t thrilled about the latex. Stephanie couldn’t be trusted. Even if she were telling the truth about Quartermain, she was also playing her own game. There was something in this for her.

“You should leave, Steph.”

She looked at me incredulously. “I’m not leaving until you fuck me, Jacob.”

I tried holding back the laugh but failed miserably. I opened the bedroom door and stepped into the hall. From the corner of my eye, I saw Quartermain standing at the end of the corridor, talking to one of the staff.

For some reason, I thought about texting Lauren. She seemed to be the only true friend in life. She was also one of the few who knew about my private life. After her session in the basement, the conversations were long and heartfelt, and they always put me at ease with who I am. Those were conversations I needed with Em and my parents but never got. They would rather me be who they wanted me to be.

“Come here.”

“Not in the hallway,” Stephanie said.

“You give a lot of orders for a submissive.” I pointed at the spot next to me and glanced down the hall. Quartermain had the young female staff member against the wall, his hand beneath her skirt. “I’m not going to tell you again.”

Stephanie, naked, Slim Shady watching, joined me in the hall. I turned her away so she couldn’t see Quartermain.

“Put your hands on the wall,” I said. I ran my fingers down her spine, enjoying the little whimper she returned. Squeezing her ass cheeks, I made her moan louder. I glanced down the hall again and found Quartermain on his knees. Christine had replaced the female staff member. They both looked at me. “Turn around, Stephanie.” She did, and I went to my knees.

“Fuck,” Stephanie said when I buried my face between her legs. She put her hands on my head, stroking my hair as I licked between her lips. I wasn’t sure if she’d seen Quartermain and Christine yet, but there was no way in hell I was stopping.

Stephanie moved her left leg over my shoulder, her pussy opening to my onslaught. I slid a finger into her pussy and stroked the one spot that drove every woman insane.

Christine moaned down the hall, and I licked Stephanie harder, faster, my finger fucking that one spot, cushiony, warm, wet. Stephanie let out a low cry and came.

Stephanie, knees weak, body shuddering, dropped to the floor, and I moved between her legs, looking down the hall as Quartermain struggled to bring Christine to orgasm.

I watched Christine as I fucked Stephanie, thrusting harder with each stroke, realizing that Stephanie had been right. Christine was gone. She belonged to Quartermain.

I backed away from Stephanie and stood.

“What’re you doing? You didn’t finish.”

“I am finished,” I said and returned to my room. Stephanie followed and closed the door. I lay on the bed and watched her dress.

“You can’t walk away from me, Jacob. I’m paying you good money.”

“I’m packing my shit in the morning and leaving.”

“You can’t do that.” Stephanie moved across the bed and straddled my cock. I moved her away and got off the bed.

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