Chapter 18: New nanny
"What?" His brows knotted as he stared at me.
"What if I help instead?" I repeated, then got off the bed and walked over to him. I slowly reached for his manhood, but it suddenly sprang up, causing me to jump.
A deep sound reverberated from his throat as he laughed at my reaction. This is not my first time touching it, though. But it appears bigger. Does it increase in length sometimes? I’m confused.
"You can’t, okay? You should go to bed." He turned and started to leave, but the thought of him meeting Vanessa greatly annoyed me, and before I knew it, I was rushing to him again.
"I can... I can help, I promise." I stood before him, and before he could react, I was on my knees.
"What are you...?" He started to ask but stopped when I reached for his briefs and pulled them down. The second I removed his briefs, I came face-to-face with his huge cock.
Moon goddess! Why is it so big? It’s scary. Can I actually do this? Maybe I should have allowed Vanessa to do this.
He’s right; he’s too crazy for me. He is not the gentle type. What was I thinking? I must be out of my mind.
"What...?" He chuckled, "Are you scared now?" He asked, looking down at me.
"I... I... can, of course," I gulped, then prepared my mind for the next step. I’m not exactly good at deep throats. The brothers taught me a few things, and I saw a few from movies, but they aren’t enough. I need more experience if I want to make him cum.
But I’ll try regardless; he knows I’m not perfect.
After steadying myself, I slowly wrapped my slider fingers around his cock, ignoring the little twists it did.
I’ll have to stroke it first. Yes, stroking.
I began to stroke it just the way they’ve taught me, but Parker started laughing again.
What? What’s funny? Why is he laughing? Is he mocking my skills? I paused to glare at him for a second before I continued. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
I started stroking him harder, increasing the pace by the minute, and before you knew it, his cock started to swell in my grip, he started to harden, and a groan slipped through his lips.
Hearing him groan gave me the morale I needed; it caused me to move to the next step. I balanced on my knees and stuck out my tongue then licked his tip. The second my tongue touched his cap, a deeper groan escaped his lips.
A smile graced my lips as I proceeded to the next step. I opened my mouth and fixed a part of his dick in it. I started to move against it, but he stopped me.
He grabbed a handful of my hair and held it, then he started moving in and out of my mouth, but he was careful. I know he’s being careful because of how slow he was moving.
He continued moving slowly until I became tired. I gave him the signal to increase the pace, but he acted reluctantly at first; then he agreed. After he agreed, I started seeing stars.
Maybe I shouldn’t have begged for this.
He is hitting my throat so hard; will I be able to speak after this?
Kneeling there, I watched him fuck me so hard that he swelled so much and when he became really close — he suddenly let go of my hair and pulled his dick out of my mouth. The thing made a pop sound as it escaped my lips.
Tired and confused, I shifted my gaze to him, and he instructed me to stand up.
What? What does he want to do?
He led me to the bed, lifted my nightgown a little, and then accessed my vagina. He slid a finger into my hole, and after he saw how wet I was, he moved his gaze to me.
"It’ll only take a minute; I won’t stay long," he promised, and before I could say anything, he pushed himself in, going so deep and almost touching my cervix wall.
A displeased groan left my lips at his action, and the next minute I was holding onto the duvet for support. I wasn’t ready.
But Parker didn’t stop; he began to thrust into me. His thrusts weren’t slow; they were fast and very demanding. My legs began to tremble as he increased the pace, and my cries began to fill the room, but Parker wasn’t done yet.
He slid a finger under my jaw, leaned closer, and took my lips in a soul-crushing kiss, but the kiss was only a means to distract me from what he was about to do.
I was lost in the kiss and didn’t see it coming, but once he hit my cervix wall, I hurriedly pulled out of the kiss and let out a scream. At that moment, Parker released into me and quickly pulled out.
"Sorry, forgive me," he immediately apologized, but I turned away from him.
He did that on purpose. Does he intend to hurt me?
"I’ll let you sleep." He wore his shorts and left the room, but I didn’t hear him walk away. He remained at the door.
I know he did that on purpose, but he’s probably feeling bad for doing it. He should. I’m mad.
But I forced it on him, right? I shouldn’t be mad. I should sleep... I am very sleepy.
After adjusting my nightgown, I drifted into Dreamland but was awoken shortly.
"Ms.," a strange voice called.
"Ms., you need to wake up. Ms., it’s time for breakfast."
"But I just fell asleep," I grumbled. freewebnσvel.cøm
"It’s morning, Ms. Today is Tuesday." The voice continued to speak until I dragged my eyelids open.
Huh... Who is she?
"I am your new nanny," the strange older woman smiled, but her smile didn’t look genuine to me.
My new nanny? I don’t fucking need a nanny. Why do they keep employing one?
"Yeah?" I looked at her.
"It’s time for breakfast, Ms. Brush your teeth, wash your face, and go down for breakfast," she recited.
"What is your name?"
"Felicia. That is my name," she continued smiling.
"When did you arrive?"
"Last night."
"What’s the situation with you? Is your daughter also in the hospital, or did your husband recently die? Do you have an aged mother at home?" I know it’s rude to ask, but the nannies they employ always have a situation.
"No, nothing of that nature, Ms.," she answered.
"Okay."
"Get up now, join the brothers."
"Alright," I stood up and went into the bathroom. After washing my teeth, I attempted to exit the bathroom but paused as soon as the new nanny’s words reached my ears.
"Can you believe it? She’s a twenty-year-old girl. Why does an adult need a nanny? She looks like a spoiled brat, and she lives alone with these four men. I can imagine what they do with her every night and day. She’s just their private whore, nothing more. I’m telling you, she’s rude and spoiled. I would not be here if not for the huge paycheck."
"The money is too big for me to ignore. Haha. I’ll end the call now; she should be on her way out. Hahaha," then she stopped speaking.
I opened the door and saw her quickly pocketing her phone, and before I knew it, I was moving toward her.
"If I were your daughter, would you say such disgusting things about me? What do you know? Why are you judging me when you know nothing about me?" I yelled. She’s so mean.