Jessa had transformed before my eyes from flirty bartender to sexy vixen. The sounds she had made riding my face called to me now.
“Fuck,” I hissed. My hand slid down my stomach before I could stop it. I gripped my thick shaft, stroking the long length of it.Sorry, Sam. Work could wait. I needed this for me right now.
The water swallowed my moans as I worked my shaft faster, up and down, with the vision playing in my head of Jessa bouncing on my cock, wild and free. I’d flipped her around, got her on hands and knees, and reveled at the way my hands gripped the thick flesh of her buttocks.
“Oh, fuck, Jessa, you took my dick like a very good girl,” I groaned, and couldn’t hold back any longer. My release came quickly, painting the shower wall. Not one ounce of guilt hit me;I deserved a little self-care about now after the long days I’d been putting in at the office.
But Jessa… showed up in my life when I least expected it.
I liked to be in control, to plan things, to know what was coming. But I never bargained for her. Our flirtations at the Hops came too easily. My night with her in Holly Creek wasn’t supposed to be, but was never regretted. And now, this morning, she’s suddenly my nanny.
In hindsight, not sure this was a good idea.
Theo had no problem with it. Considering he’s hated every nanny before her, the way he trotted out with a smile and talked hockey with Jessa was like they were already good buddies.
I leaned against the shower wall, chest heaving.
Get it together, West.
Get through today and deal with her tonight. She’s the nanny now. Not the woman who once came apart in your arms. There can be no complications.
Only the image of her full lips and curvy body in the lobby of my penthouse teased me all the way to work.
Priorities, dammit.Right now, I needed someone to be there for Theo. She was it, and that was all. I couldn’t afford the luxury of thinking she could be there for me, too, not with this IPO taking up every second of my day and night.
Yes, I’d become really great at putting off my needs. Except in the shower this morning. And with her as the nanny, I had a feeling those showers would happen regularly.
Control was my thing. Practically my brand. Jessa Cole landing in my city could blow it all to hell.
An agonizing groan escaped me.
Could I do this? Keep her at arm’s length, and keep my libido in check?
Fuck no. I didn’t need the distraction. I had no choice but to fire her when I got home tonight.
First, though, I had to survive the day without replaying over and over how she moaned my name when she came undone beneath me that one special night at the lake house.
Chapter Four
HAVE A LIFE
Griffin
“Whose boots are those?”I asked, noting the pair that dared rest on my desk through the window beside my office door.
“Give you four Wild West guesses and three would be wrong.” Marianne cocked a brow. She’d been working for West Games long enough, assistant to my father first, then to me. She knew all the habits of every West brother.
“Atlas? Fuck,” I muttered, knowing there was only one brother who still stepped foot inside West Games now and then. All of them were all-too glad to take my buyout offers and run off with the money to do whatever they damn well pleased somewhere else in the world, leaving me sole owner of the company our father had built.
Holden bought a run-down ski lodge in Steele Valley and planned to fix it up. Beck moved to a remote mountain cabin in Montana to write the next great American novel, while working with abused horses on some rescue ranch there. And Landon joined in with friends of his who ran a music company in Kentucky.
I became Mr. West, taking over West Games and running it better than our miserly father ever did.
“Shall I interrupt you in about half an hour so Atlas doesn’t linger?” Marianne arched a brow.
“Absolutely. But make it fifteen minutes, and call Sam to rally the troops in my office.”
I entered my sprawling corner office on the sixty-ninth floor, fit for the king of board games. Professionally decorated, it almost outshone the luxury of my penthouse home in plush leather and exotic wood with brass and marble touches. A very comfortable couch sat at one end, my desk at the other, and a long boardroom table in the middle.
