Those Three Words: A Single Dad, Billionaire Boss Romance(34)

I lean my face forward, attempting to capture his lips, but he presses his hand against my throat so my head rests against the door, stopping me.

My legs are shaking.

My breath is jagged and uneven.

I close my eyes.

“Look at me.” The words sound gravelly and deep like he’s gritting his teeth. He tightens his grip on my throat as I begin to tremble, my orgasm so close. He doesn’t say anything else, just watches me intently as I tremble and quiver at what he’s doing to me.

I’m trying to be silent but it’s no use. I press my palms hard against the door as he slams his fingers into me over and over, his hot breath coming out in puffs against my lips as his eyes bore into mine.

I’m done. I fall apart, my body clenching around his fingers as my knees let go and I fall against him. It’s silent, just the sounds of our labored breathing echoing around us.

Slowly he pulls his fingers from me before hooking them in my panties and sliding them down my legs completely. He leans down, helping me out of them before fisting them in his hand. He uses them to wipe between my legs, cleaning off his fingers in the process and then sliding them into his pocket.

He reaches around me, his hand on the door handle as he gently opens it.

“Good night, Margot.”

I stand in utter disbelief, still unsure if that really just happened, but the tingling sensation running through my body and the feeling of delicious relief confirms that it did. He doesn’t say another word, just walks down the hall to the stairs leading up to the third floor.

A smile breaks across my face as I turn toward my doorway when I see a shadowy figure in the moonlight. I think I’m seeing things, but then it moves and I see Miss Perry emerge from the darkness.

“Be careful.” Her icy words startle me. “This isn’t the first time we’ve had to hire a new nanny.”





12





GRAHAM





That was stupid but I don’t regret it.

I finger her lace panties in my pocket, pulling them out and bringing them to my nose to inhale her scent.

“Fuuuuck,” I groan as I reach down and adjust my hardening cock.

I wanted to lick every drop of her sweet nectar from my fingers when I pulled them from her, but I knew if I did, I would have ripped that dress off her and fucked her right there on the floor within an inch of her life.

I close my eyes, reaching down to undo my belt and slide the zipper down my trousers. I reach inside my boxer briefs and grip myself. I stroke myself once, then twice, feeling my release already building.

I walk to my bathroom, removing the rest of my clothes along the way, but keeping her soaked panties in my hand.

I’m a sick fuck, I think to myself as I bring them to my nose again and inhale the scent as I return my attention back to my throbbing cock.

I’m not gentle. I stroke myself roughly as I grip her panties. It feels like I’m fighting a losing battle as I try to shut out the voice in my head that says to stop.

I don’t stop. Instead, I tease myself, bringing myself to the brink of an orgasm a few times before finally losing all control and grunting loudly as I spill my release into the sink. I stare at myself in the mirror; a thick layer of sweat beads on my forehead, and the veins in my neck bulge at the exertion.

After a long shower, I lie in bed, staring at the ceiling, promising myself that tomorrow I’ll be a better man.





“Good morning, sir.” Miss Perry’s chipper voice instantly annoys me. “To what do we owe the pleasure of having you join us for breakfast?”

I pour myself a cup of coffee and reach for one of the muffins on the table.

“Good morning,” I say as I pull out a chair next to Eleanor. Margot’s eyes catch mine briefly before she looks away, a faint hint of pink blossoming on her cheeks.

“I have to go into the city this morning after I drop Eleanor off at her grandmother’s. I just thought it might be nice to eat breakfast with her,” I reply to Miss Perry.

“Yay! Breakfast with Daddy!” Eleanor says around a mouthful of blueberry pancakes.

“It’s your day off, Miss Silver. You don’t need to get her ready for the day.”

“It’s no worry. It’s part of my routine and I love spending time with her,” she says softly as she clutches her glass of orange juice like it’s about to run away.

“Any plans for the day?” I ask her.

She looks up at me and then over at Miss Perry like there’s something going on I’m not aware of.

“Uh, yeah, actually. I’m meeting a friend at a coffee shop around eleven and we’re just going to spend the afternoon together.”

“In the city?”

She nods her head. “Yes, over off of Madison near Racine.”

“Why don’t I take you? I have to drop Eleanor off at my mother’s soon and I’m heading downtown anyway.”

“Oh, no, that’s not necessary. I’m heading to the west loop so…” She trails off.

“So it’s on my way into my office, then.” I smile. “It’s a deal. We’ll leave here in twenty,” I say as I stand and check my watch. I walk out before she can respond.





“We’ll take the Range Rover,” I say as I hit the button to unlock it.