Page 49 of Nanny for the SEAL

“You are so gorgeous, Ivy. Don’t ever believe otherwise.”

My smile is natural and honest, and then it’s rapidly pushed away as Xaden wraps his arm around my back and pulls me to his mouth.

His kiss is a wonder, and then it’s moving down again, this time without the sweatshirt to stop him. My brain spins as Xaden licks and caresses my skin, moving down, down, down.

Lips trail across the extremely thin fabric of my bra, and a moan slips free. I arch up as Xaden finds my nipple, closing his mouth around it through the material.

“Xaden!”

It’s wickedly good, feeling him nibble at the hard nub through my bra. I can feel the cloth dampen as he sucks on me, and my pussy pulses with desire.

He’s barely done anything at this point, and I’m going to explode.

“That’s it, Ivy. Ugh, that’s so good.”

Xaden’s words sound strangled, and I crane my neck up to look at him. He meets my eyes, his reflecting a battle between desire and hesitation.

“You’re sure, Xaden? I don’t want you to feel?—”

He puts a finger to my lips, smiling gently. “Yes. I…this is a lot, but I want this.Now.”

I can’t respond because his lips find my breast again, and it’s enough to force the remaining logic from my mind. Instead, I allow myself to be at his mercy, and Xaden takes full advantage.

Before long, he’s pulled my socks and leggings off, and I lie there on the couch in just my bra and panties. Nervousness swells, but Xaden yanks his shirt over his head, dropping the exercise tank to the floor.

“Holy shit.”

My eyes are as wide as saucers, I’m sure, and Xaden cocks a smirk. “Why, thank you.”

He has nothing to be shy about. It’s like his muscles—his abs—have been sculpted from marble.

I’m definitely not pulling back now. Jesus, he’s gorgeous.

Diving back into action, Xaden is quick to return his kisses to my neck and chest as he pushes the straps of my bra down my shoulders. I’m eager to help him get my arms through them.

Xaden reaches behind my back, his fingers going to the clasp. I’m ready to lend a hand, but after a bit of digging, he pops the hook and eye closures free.

“Look at that. I remembered.”

Laughing lightly, I grin up at him, pulling his mouth down to mine so that I can taste him again. It’s intoxicating, better than any whiskey, and as we tangle together, Xaden reaches for the bra, and it joins our clothes on the floor.

My heart pounds as Xaden travels his kisses down again, and I tremble slightly as he reaches my breast again.

Eyes squeezed shut, I wait nervously for Xaden to say something, but when he does, it’s not what I expect.

“Ivy,” he swirls his tongue around my pert nipple, gripping my breast tightly, “holy God. I’ve been dreaming of this, and this? So much better.”

Euphoria, bliss, joy, all those imperfect words for what I’m feeling zing through my mind as I smile, melting into Xaden’s touch.

And then, he starts moving even lower.

SIXTEEN

Xaden

Ivy’s body is responsive and warm, a warmth that’s eluded me for years. My entire body thrums with pent-up energy, and I’m desperate to explore every inch of her.

The curves of her breasts, the feeling of her hard nipple between my teeth, are intoxicating, and I’m so very ready to taste more of her.

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