Page 39 of Nanny For My Daddy's Best Friend

I undid her pants and pulled them down along with her panties. I kissed my way up her left leg, and once I made it up to her hip, I began to suck and give her a hickey. She gasped as her hands clenched the comforter.

“Liam,” she whined, and I knew exactly what she wanted.

“Yes Baby?” I asked as I kissed her inner thighs and avoided the one spot I knew she was dying to have touched.

“Please,” she begged.

“Please, eh?” I gave her a long lick between her folds and she gave a deep, rich moan. “Is this what you want, Baby?”

“Yes, fuck yes,” she whined as the pleasure began to consume her.

I gave another lick, and I couldn’t help but moan at her taste. Like liquid honey. She arched back and wiggled her hips as I licked my way up to her clit.

“Don’t stop. Oh please don’t stop,” she withered.

“I love the sounds that you make.”

I continued to lick at Jasmine’s divine pussy and slowly inserted a finger and began to rub that sweet spot inside of her. I could feel how tight she was and my cock was begging to be set free. To be deep inside of her again. I wasn’t going to just yet. I wanted to enjoy every second of this. I could feel her getting closer, and I ran my tongue up to her clit, sucking on it.

“That’s it Baby. Cum for me; let me taste that sweet nectar,” I said in a husky voice as my pleasure was becoming unbearable.

I felt her walls tighten around my fingers as she gave with a muffled scream. I looked up and saw that she had covered her mouth with a pillow to keep the noise from escaping. I began to lick her pussy with vigor. Her sweet taste flooded my mouth. I was never going to get tired of this. Hiring Jasmine to be my nanny was the best decision I had made in a very long time.

I moved back once I felt she was growing too sensitive. “One day when the boys are in school, we are going to spend all day in bed.”

“I need you inside of me. I need to feel you,” she moaned with a heavy breath.

“As you wish.”

I got off the bed and stripped down before reaching over to my bedside table and pulled out a condom from the top drawer. As I went back over to Jasmine, she opened her legs to accommodate me. I lined the tip of my cock up with her entrance, and slowly, I worked its way inside of her. We both moaned as I slowly inch by inch descended inside her glorious pussy. Once I had bottomed out, I paused to allow her to adjust to my size.

“I’m good,” she was instantly saying. Apparently, she wasn’t looking for slow and sweet tonight, and that worked out perfectly for me.

I slowly started to pull out, and then once I was almost completely all the way out, I pushed back in. Not too slow, but I wasn’t gonna go all out just yet. I kept my pace slow until I felt her loosening up, and I knew she was ready for me to unleash my full desire.

Her legs wrapped around my hips, pulling me closer to her. I no longer held back. Slamming into her with each thrust, I angled my hips, and I knew I had hit her sweet spot dead on when she bit her bottom lip and tried to contain her deep moan.

We were both panting from the pleasure and exertion. Jasmine was constantly fighting with keeping quiet, and sometimes she failed at it. Our movements became erratic, and it wasn’t long before I felt her walls squeezing my cock as she pulsed. The sensation was all too much for me. I snapped my hips forward with a sharp thrust, and I came hard deep inside of her with a grunt.

Her legs collapsed down onto the bed as we both fought for breath. I couldn’t help but lean forward, resting my forehead against hers. The sex between us never failed to be amazing. To leave me feeling weak and exhausted, but in all the best ways. I had no idea what the future was going to hold for either one of us, but I was praying she would be in my future.

Jasmine

“Okay,youguysallset to decorate?” I asked as I got some small bowls out and put in different sprinkles. It was already nearing nine in the morning and I knew we needed to get going if we were going to arrive at our special destination at a good hour.

“What are we decorating?” Liam asked as he came into the kitchen.

“Cupcakes. We baked them yesterday, and now we can decorate them,” I answered as I grabbed the icing tubes that I had filled with vanilla and chocolate icing.

“It’s a birthday,” Jeremy said with a big smile.

“It’s your birthday?” Liam asked as he went and grabbed a cup of coffee.

“No, it’s Anthony’s birthday,” I said as I brought the cupcakes over. We had quite a bit of them, sixty to be exact. It was going to take a bit of work to decorate, but I couldn’t do it last night because they needed to be cooled properly so the icing wouldn’t melt.

“Anthony?” Liam asked.

“It’s this boy that is turning eight today. It’s who we were making those pictures for yesterday. He’s in the hospital fighting cancer. He’s been there for about ten months now. He’s a ward of the state so the only family he has are the hospital staff. We thought we would go and decorate his room. Bring some cupcakes for everyone,” I explained.

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