Page 13 of Billionaire and Nanny Secret

I hooked my arm underneath her leg and picked her up, unsurprised by how light she was. Quinn really was a small little thing, and I hadn’t expected for her to weigh much of anything. This was exactly what I’d thought it’d be like.

She moaned, encouraging me to continue. I pressed her back against the wall, almost slamming her against it, as our lips came back together. I could feel her heart racing, but I didn’t care. I didn’t think she did that much, either.

Gone were the gentle kisses. Now we were both fighting for dominance. She was thrusting her tongue into my mouth, doing a little dance with mine. I was nipping at her bottom lip to put her back in her place, but Quinn was far from the timid girl that I’d originally thought that she was.

This really was a surprise. After all, she’d always been so nervous and awkward around me. I hadn’t thought that she could be such a fighter, but that didn’t mean that I didn’t like it. In fact, it was quite the opposite. I found myself becoming completely obsessed with this side of her and wanting to see more of it, so much more.

Our make-out session continued to increase in intensity, as I thought about how bad I wanted her. It was a dire ache inside of me, demanding me to claim this woman as mine. And there was nothing that I wanted more. All of my rules were being thrown out of the window for this one woman.

If I was in my right mind, I would put an end to this. I would stop and fire her for being such a temptation. But I was far from my right mind. I could only think about her in the way that I shouldn’t, and there was nothing that I could do about that. There was no stopping me now.

Quinn jumped up, against the wall, and wrapped her legs around my waist. I smiled against the kiss, and pressed her harder into the wall. My hand drifted down towards her breast, and she moaned at the first contact. She was trying to thrust her hips against me the best way that she could.

I allowed my fingers to graze her breast, and she pulled her lips away from me, focusing her attention on kissing my neck, something that felt way better than it should have. Why was everything about this woman so damn intoxicating?

As much as I was enjoying her lips around me, I could’ve sworn that I heard footsteps and paused for a second. Paige was always my priority, even in my lust-filled mind. Quinn was confused and frowned before grabbing my chin and pressing our lips back together.

The coast was clear, and I knew that Paige wasn’t going to pad through the kitchen. But the one moment of pause had been enough to completely clear my mind and make me realize what I was doing. Was I out of my ever-living mind?

I yanked my lips away from Paige and pulled away from her, putting some distance between the two of us, so we could access the situation without just thinking sexually. I couldn’t believe what we were doing, what we were about to do. Just a few more minutes, and I would have been too far gone to stop.

Quinn looked utterly confused. Her hair was disheveled. Her chest was moving up rapidly, as she attempted to catch her breath and lower her heart rate.

“Ezra,” she whispered before swallowing. “Did I…did I do something wrong?” There were so many emotions in her eyes. Confusion, want, lust, fear.

She would think that even though it was the farthest thing from the truth.

“Not just you,” I answered her question. “Both of us, this shouldn’t have happened.” As much I hated to say the words, we both knew that it was the truth.

I was incredibly frustrated with myself. I’d never failed to separate business from pleasure before. I was the king of keeping those two worlds apart, yet here we were. And the worst part about all of it was the fact that I hadn’t wanted to stop. And if I hadn’t thought Paige was making her way to the kitchen, then I wouldn’t have.

“I’m sorry,” she apologized, quickly, staring into me, as she bit into that bottom lip again.

“Stop that,” I snapped at her.

She frowned in pure and utter confusion. “What?”

“Stop biting your lip like that.” Couldn’t she tell that it was driving me absolutely insane? It was making me want to forget everything I’d just told her and continue what the two of us had already started.

“I’m sorry,” Quinn said again.

“And quit apologizing,” I growled. “Is that all you ever do? Damn.”

Her eyes squinted. “Don’t talk to me like that.”

I raised an eyebrow at her. “Do you really want to tell me what I can and can’t do?”

During our make-out session, I’d noticed that there was more to Quinn than met the eye. I wondered if everyone else got to see that side of her or just me.

Now that personality was peeking out, and surprisingly enough, I liked it.

She mustered all of her courage and looked me dead in the eye. “Am I fired?”

The question was one that had yet to slip into my mind, but now that it had, I knew I had to consider it. Quinn was a phenomenal nanny, and Paige loved her. But this line that had been crossed, we couldn’t go back. There was no changing what we had done. Should I really keep her when she was such a temptation to me? When everything about her encouraged me to break my own rules?

But then again, how was that any of her fault? She couldn’t help that she was desirable. It was unfair to fire her on the spot for something that I had started. I would think more about it, but I had a temporary answer for her.

“No,” I told her and ran my hands through my hair. “You’re not fired.”

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