“You know that the position is live-in, correct?” I was planning on putting the new nanny in the room next to Aurora, but maybe having her closer to me would be better. It would make it easier when giving instructions.
My mind conjures up an image of Nova on her knees as I tell her exactly what I want her to do. My cock grows harder and stretches along the inside of my thigh. I have to reach down and discreetly adjust myself because it’s becoming painful. The fuck is wrong with me and the reactions I’m having to this girl?
“Yes, the agency said you’d need full-time care for Aurora before she starts her new school after the new year.”
“Exactly. She’s on break until then, and I’m unable to watch her full time.”
“Of course, I’m used to helping working families that can’t be in two places at once.” Nova’s smile is soft and sweet and entirely too innocent.
“You’ll be on call twenty-four hours a day,” I tell her. “If I need something from you in the middle of the night, I expect you to provide your services.”
This time when my eyes run down her body, I watch as she crosses her legs. Is it my imagination or is she blushing?
“I’ll be happy to,” she says while tucking a lock of hair behind her ear.
“I’m not an easy man to please,” I admit, and she bites her bottom lip. “But if you do as you’re told, I’ll make sure you’re taken care of.”
“Taken care of?” Her brows crash together in confusion.
I sit forward in my seat, eager to see if she’s willing to play along. “This is something we can keep off the books. I know you’re paid through the agency, but what if we negotiated cash incentives?”
“I’m listening,” she says, the curl of a smile at the edge of her lips.
“For now, your job will be to care for Aurora while I’m at work. When there’s something I need when I’m not at work, I’ll double your compensation and pay you directly for the task.”
“That sounds great.” She beams as she sits up straighter. “I’m happy to help.”
“All right, then it’s settled.” I sit back in my chair, thinking of all the things she can do for me. “I’ll keep you.”
“Great, I can’t wait to get started.”
She stands from her chair, but unfortunately, I’m not able to. I’m still too fucking hard for that right now, and I’d embarrass the both of us if she saw my erection. It’s jutting out between my legs and straining against the material of my slacks. I’m not sure how much longer the seams will hold.
“I’ll make sure your things are delivered to your room. In the meantime, Aurora can show you to your new home.”
Nova reaches across my desk to shake my hand, and I take it in mine. Her small fingers are delicate as my rough palm wraps around it, engulfing hers.
“Thank you again for this opportunity, I’m going to work really hard.” Her voice is gentle and promising in ways that make me impossibly harder.
“I have a feeling you’re going to do your very best to please me,” I say and gently squeeze her hand before releasing it. If I hold on to it much longer, I’m likely to pull her across the desk and make her straddle my lap.
When she retreats from my office, I take a deep, cleansing breath. It feels like I was momentarily possessed by a horny demon, but my cock is still so hard there’s no mistaking what I want.
Getting up, I go to my office door and lock the bolt. Then I press a hand against it as I reach for the front of my pants and yank them open. Within seconds I’ve got my fist wrapped around my thick length and I’m pumping into it.
“Goddamn,” I groan as I think about putting Nova over my desk and spreading her thighs. I’ve never, ever been so turned on so quickly or lost control like this.
My sac feels heavy as it tightens up, and I have to grab a tissue off the nearby table so I don’t spill my cum all over the floor. It comes out of me in a hot rush, but even as I choke out the release, I know it won’t be enough. It’s just enough to take the edge off, and I’m still aching.
I clean myself as best as I can before tucking my cock back in my pants. Then I go back to my desk and make a phone call to the building crew that will be delivering Nova’s things.
“Yes, Mr. Eve, how can we help?” the manager says on the other end of the phone.
“I’d like you to put Miss Nova in the east wing.”
“I’m only aware of one bedroom in the east wing,” he says, waiting for me to elaborate.
“Technically there’s two. There’s a door that separates them, but you can remove the door when you drop off her things.”
