Page 27 of Nanny Crush
Sasha and I look at one another and she can’t hold back her smile.
I shrug. “I managed to get a lot of work done,” I tell her.
She nods and looks at Sasha. “And you?”
“Oh, you know… I did some shopping with friends, went out a few times, got some cleaning done around here.”
“Well, I hope you got plenty of rest, ‘cause these two will wear you out,” she says, turning for the car with a wave.
“Bye, Nana,” Maddie yells.
Mom smiles and waves as she climbs back into the car.
“Come on. Let’s go inside and get you guys a snack. I bet you’re starving after such a long trip,” Sasha says, taking the kids into the house.
I walk over to the car and get the last of the bags from Dad. As I’m turning away, Mom yells at me so I walk over to her open window.
“If you’re smart, you’ll pull that head of yours out of your computer and turn that nanny into a wife,” Mom says.
I laugh. “What?”
She nods. “Those kids have done nothing but talk about her the entire time we were gone. They love her, and I know you. I’m sure you’re just as infatuated. Smarten up before life passes you by.”
I laugh and shake my head as the car begins to move down the driveway.
I bring the bags into the house. Sasha and the kids are already in the kitchen, preparing their snack. The kids are rambling a mile a minute, telling her all about Disney World and all the things they’ve seen and done. I walk into the kitchen to find them all sitting at the table. My heart beats a little faster when I see the happiness on Sasha’s face. She loves the kids like they were hers and they love her just as much. It’s too soon to say this for sure, but I’m going to marry her one day and make us a real family.
The four of us spend the rest of the day together. We have dinner together, and the kids pass out early. I tuck them both in tonight, and when I walk back downstairs, Sasha is in the kitchen cleaning up after dinner. I walk up behind her and place my hands on the counter on either side of her. Her hair is piled up high on her head today. Her neck is clear, so I lean in and press my lips to it while breathing her in.
She tilts her head to the opposite side, giving me more room. I move my hands to her hips and spin her around to face me. My lips find hers, and I wrap my arms around her while I deepen the kiss. I pick her up against me and carry her over to the table. I set her down and my hands start working on unfastening her jean shorts.
“Liam, what about the kids? What if they walk in?”
“They’re both out like a light,” I tell her, lifting her up with one arm and pulling her shorts and panties down with the other. I press my mouth back to hers as I free myself from my jeans and position myself at her entrance. Thrusting forward, I fill her completely and she moans into mouth. I thrust into her again and again, and I feel my release rising already, but I know she hasn’t come yet. I drop my hand down between us and rub her clit while filling her. Her muscles begin to tighten around me, and I know she’s about to explode. I ride out every wave of my release while pushing her over the edge, but I don’t stop there. I keep rubbing against her clit until she’s moaning so loud, I have to silence her with my mouth. I don’t stop until I’m standing in a puddle she leaves on the kitchen floor.
I stuff myself back into my pants and grab a towel, tossing it into the floor to sop up the mess. I help her to her feet and hand her back her clothing, kissing her. Her face is red, and I run my finger across the warm spot. “Why are you blushing?”
She tugs her panties back on. “I swear, I’ve never done that before. Now every time we mess around, I’m leaving messes everywhere.”
I smile as I hold her against me. “I like it and, well, knowing that I’m the only person who can control your body so perfectly, it only makes me want you more.”
I release her and she pulls on her shorts. “Come on. Let’s go get a shower."
Chapter Fifteen
SASHA
Monday morning rolls around and everything goes back to normal while I get the kids off to school. The moment I’m walking back into the house, Liam is on me. He’s kissing me, touching me, and pulling clothes away as he leads me upstairs. I unfasten his jeans and they fall down around his ankles, making him trip. He falls and brings me down with him. Once we’re down, there is no point in getting back up. We lay in the floor of the hallway, getting rug burns in places I didn’t think possible.
We have sex, recover, cuddle, talk, tease, and go right back at it. It’s clear I’m going to have to drink more water if he keeps making me lose fluids this way. When it’s time to pick up the kids, it’s time to put the act back in place.
I take them into the kitchen and make their snack. Liam walks in a little while later and he talks with the kids about school and how their day was, then he looks at me as I’m bending over to empty out the dishwasher.
“Sasha, can I see you for a second? I want to show you something in the laundry room,” he says, already walking toward the door.
I look at the kids. “Stay here and be good. I’ll be right back.” I open the door to the laundry room and the moment I do, he’s pulling me against his chest. He walks me backward until my back is against the door and his lips are on mine. His hands are trying to pull clothing away, but it’s dark and since he can’t see, he just slides his hand down the front of my shorts. His fingers press against my clit and my stomach tightens.
“What are you doing? The kids are right there. They can hear,” I whisper.
