Chapter 19
Xavier
I stirred to consciousness, nestled in warmth, a silky hand running up and down my thighs.
I blinked my eyes into focus and looked down at my morning wood, which was buried between Rosalee's lips.
"Good morning." The words came out raspy, and when she smiled around my cock, something squeezed my chest.
"Good morning," she replied without removing my cock from her mouth. She took me deeper and then swallowed.
My hips bucked up, and she gripped my thighs harder, digging her fingertips into my flesh.
"Rosalee," I groaned as my fingers sifted through her locks while she licked and sucked at my cock.
I gripped her hair, and she moaned, arching her back as she took me deeper while I fucked her mouth.
"Yes, babe. Fucking yes!" Her lips were thick and lush, and though she was inexperienced, she made up for it with eagerness.
She looked up at me, her honey-brown eyes sparkling with desire and intent.
She used her tongue as I fucked her mouth until her eyes watered, and then she swallowed every drop with a smile on her face.
"That was intense," she gasped after releasing me with a loud pop.
Her eyes were wide with excitement, slightly wild, and her chest heaved.
"Come here," I called to her. "Are you wet from sucking me off, Rosalee?"
She nodded and licked her lips. "I didn't realize that would turn me on the way it did, listening to your sounds of pleasure."
"Good. Now be a good girl and sit on my face."
She stilled for a moment and then crawled up my body, hovering slightly out of reach. "Like this?"
"No, babe." I gripped her round ass in both hands and tugged her down so my face was covered with her dripping pussy. I found her clit easily and sucked it hard, flicking my tongue against it before I fucked her with my tongue.
"Xavier," she groaned and pounded on the headboard. A few tongue-flicks later, her hips began to move, undulating in slow moves that heightened her pleasure.
And mine.
"Oh, yes," she cried out as she slid her pussy back and forth across my face, leaving me coated with her juices and her scent.
Her moves grew wilder, more erratic as I teased her clit and her holes.
"Oh!" She bucked up when my tongue found her puckered asshole and then sat back down with a low growl.
"Xavier, so good." She fucked my face with reckless abandon, pushing back on the one finger buried deep in her backdoor until her orgasm exploded.
I stroked my cock while I lapped up her sweetness and drowned in her juices.
Eventually, her legs stopped trembling, and she rolled away and collapsed beside me, chest still heaving as a laugh escaped. "That was so hot... I can't believe I did that and enjoyed it so much! It was really, really hot." Her gaze slid to me, and her eyes widened. "Did I hurt you? Are you okay?"
I grabbed her hand and wrapped it around my cock. "Do I seem okay?"
Heat flared in her eyes immediately. "I think I know exactly what you need." She squeezed me again, and after a quick ninja move, she was sliding down the length of my cock, clenching me in a vise grip.
"That's just what I need, Rosalee. Fuck. Feels so good." She rode me hard and fast, her orgasm coming quick and rough.
It felt so good, I needed more. Harder and faster. I flipped our positions, pounding into her harder and faster, so deep she felt like a part of me as I gripped her throat and she pinched her nipple and mine, triggering another orgasm just as my own hit. "Yes, oh my God, yes!"
It was the hottest damn thing I'd ever seen, the way her body jerked and convulsed with another orgasm. Fucking gorgeous. She was so beautiful, so sweet and dirty at the same time. She was someone I could do this with forever.
I rolled off her and gave her my back, unable to cope with the thoughts and feelings running through my mind.
I couldn't be feeling things for Rosalee.
Not because she was my nanny and not because she was significantly younger than me.
It was because I couldn't—or wouldn't—have feelings for any woman ever again.
Period.
Rosalee's gentle hand landed on my back, but she quickly pulled it back as if she somehow knew what I was thinking. The bed shifted a few minutes later, and the sound of her bare feet on the floor faded until she was at the door. And then on the other side of the door.
I relaxed only when I heard her bedroom door close. I felt like an asshole, but a panicked asshole who was starting to feel things I shouldn't.
It was best she left before anybody got hurt.