The Billionaire’s Nanny

Benson’s game of distraction was in full swing. He already had a hookup date and was very eager about it.

He bounced in his chair, a grin on his face and an upward gaze. Alita came to mind as his mind wandered through many thoughts. He realized he hadn’t had sex in a long time, and it was all because of his feelings for Alita.

I have no ties to her, so…

He stood up from his chair, ruffling his hair with his hands. He turned around to face the city, his hand in his pocket.

He felt the urge to drink, so he returned to his table, grabbed his phone, and exited.

Jane tottered towards him as he pulled the door open and turned to walk to the elevator.

He was taken aback when he saw Jane. It wasn’t yet time. What was her purpose in being there? She had only been gone for a few hours. He furrowed his brows and pursed his lips.

“I know you’re wondering why I’m here,” she whispered as she came to a halt, palm on the wall, gasping for oxygen. She sat up straight and cleaned her clothing. “I’m sorry, but I neglected to tell you something crucial.”

“How come you forgot about that if it’s so important?” Benson put his hands in his pockets.

“Well, Sir, the way I left…” she trembled, her cheeks reddened. “I couldn’t think of anything…”

Benson’s eyes gleamed with delight, but he immediately concealed the flush of pride that washed over him. “OK, so what’s the big deal? He drew his arms in front of him and folded them.

“I have to show you something in the file. It is a year’s worth of extra information in the sums. Due to several transactions, the share allocation had been significantly adjusted,” she indicated with her hands.

He turned around and walked into his office. He ushered her inside and asked her to take a seat. He handed her the file and sat alongside her at his table, saying, “Get on with it. I was about to go get a drink,” says the narrator.

She whispered, her eyes locked on the documents in her fingers, “A drink, hugh.”

“What was that, exactly?” He inquired, oblivious to what she had spoken.

She flipped through a page and said, “Nothing really. It appears to be a pressing matter…your thirst.”

“It is, indeed. I’m hungry and thirsty. I don’t like being thirsty for long periods of time.”

“You could…” she said, her gaze rising to meet his. “D-d…” she said, chewing her and batting her lower lip as she returned her gaze to the documents. She discovered what she was looking for and pressed her finger against it. “Here,” she said as she stood alongside him, her nails on a part of the paper.

Benson took the file from her and flipped through the pages. “I’ll check through it later and have my accountants look at the numbers to make sure they match what we have on hand. This should have reflected earlier,” he said, noting that she was leaning closer to him and starring at him rather than at the file. He pretended not to notice her advances.

“Right,” she answered lightheartedly.

He carefully walked away from his table, still scrutinizing the page she presented him, and then walked around the table to his chair, bowed slightly, and slid the document into his drawer. Before tossing the page into the drawer, he took one last look at it. “This is quite unbalanced and alarming,” he added as he closed the drawer.

He raised his face up after hearing Jane exclaim, “Are you truly thirsty?” The sight in front of him astounded him. His pupils dilated and remained concentrated on what he saw. Jane had slid back in her seat and hung her left leg over the armrest. She didn’t wear panties and kept her skirt open so he could see her pussy. She gave him a grin and sucked her lips. Her eyelids drooped as she butted her nails at him, “A drink, you say, or something… tastier.”

For a brief moment, he was speechless as he took in the view. She was shaved and pink, just the way he likes pussies to be. She softly separated her lips, allowing him to peer inside her clit.

Fuck!

He whispered to himself in a drawl, “Damn.”

“Certainly,” he said as he moved carefully up to her and knelt in front of her. He took a deep breath and looked into her own eyes. “You have another purpose for returning?” He inquired, and she nodded hopelessly, his fingers traveling the canvas of her inner thighs. Her body shook as it absorbed his gentle touch.

He abruptly split her legs, lifting the right one to the chair’s opposite arm. “Hmm,” he grumbled as he considered what he was about to do to her gorgeous pussy. He inserted his finger into her pussy and slowly took it out to taste her. He dove in between her knees, his head between her thighs, saying, “Tastier indeed.”

As his lips touched her clit, she trembled, closed her eyes and sighing softly. She soon had his head pressed against her as he proceeded to flick his tongue across her clit and softly nibble on her pussy lips.

“Fuck!” She growled as she felt his finger sink into her clit while he sucked. “I like that,” she whimpered as she jerked forward to press her pussy against his lips.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

He added a second finger to his index finger and sped up his slide in and out of her. Her waist trembled as she felt a surge of warmth inside her. As she came, she let out a screech; fortunately, his office had been soundproofed at his request. Only he is aware of it. As he sensed she was cumming, Benson took her clit in his lips and licked it skillfully.

The words “fuck, fuck, f-u-u-u” were replaced with gasps for air and heaves. Her eyes rolled into their sockets as she was absolutely out of breath. She let go of his head and clung to the chair to keep herself still, but she was at her weakest and couldn’t stop Benson’s tongue from whipping her body into a frenzy.

Benson rose to his feet, a pleased smile on his lips. His stud protruded from his jeans, pressing firmly against them.

She continued to shiver uncontrollably.

She regained her vision and gasped as she saw the contour of his rock-hard dick. He was enormous. She couldn’t have guessed?

He gently yanked her from her chair and walked her to his table, where he forced her face down. He hiked her skirt to reveal her round smooth ass, which was the first thing he saw about her when he came out of the elevator that morning. He flashed a wicked grin and unbuckled his belt, letting out his dick. She moaned as he spanked her ass cheek. He said, separating her legs to put his cock in her, “You are one nasty little bitch.”

“Hmm,” she grumbled as she patiently awaited the sensation of his cock into her.

He carefully pushed himself into her and loved the warmth that enveloped him. As his cock vanished into her and her ass cheeks touched his thigh, a shiver ran down his spine and she moaned.

She heaved and trembled under his weight. “You’re so enormous,” she mumbled, her mouth gaping as he slipped out and drove into her again, this time faster.

He leaned forward and grabbed her boobs from under her, kneading them as he cradled them in his hands.

After a few thrusts and exchanged sighs between the two of them. He proceeded after she moaned in agreement.

Benson quickened his pace, and she groaned even louder, urging him to push harder and go faster. “Fuck me,” she screamed, and he did exactly what she ordered, plunging himself deeper into her. He admired the way her body absorbed the joys that their meeting had brought them.

He leaned in even closer, softly nibbling on her neck. She grumbled even louder.

He shifted his weight sideways and resumed thrusting. She shouted as she felt him go further into her and strike her harder in a different spot, sending an exquisite sensation through her body.

“Don’t stop,” she said as she took his hand in hers and squeezed it strongly. “Just like that… fuck me just like that,” she yelled, jerking her body back and forth in time with the rythm he created as he fucked her harder than she’d ever been fucked. She’d never had a cock as huge as his before, and it was a whole new level of delectation for her.

She began to shake violently under his him, and he had to let go of her boobs and slip out of her grip to keep her in place.

He felt himself throb inside her and was on the verge of cumming. Their culmination was a flaming blossoming of synergy.

Benson felt an ethereal ecstasy go through his body almost at the same time as she did. He sighed and tensed his muscles to maintain his grip on the ground beneath his feet.

He backed away slowly, leaving her transfixed and enthralled by his sensual cock.

He hadn’t felt that fluff around his cock in a long time, he reflected as he cherished the sight of her exhausted body, proud of himself.

He slid his cock back into his pants and tightened his belt. She remained still the entire time.

Benson then spotted the documents strewn across the floor, his computer on the verge of toppling off the table, and the chairs that had been thrown over.

He tapped her behind before gaining enough strength to bend down and pick up the papers that had fallen to the ground.

Jane was laying on his table, gasping for air the entire time. He grabbed a chair and correctly placed it down after gathering all of the papers and pushing his computer into place, then brought Jane and sat her in the chair. She remained speechless and unable to properly control her body.

Benson heard a tap on his door as he folded his arms and stared at Jane as she struggled to communicate. He and Jane stared at one other, completely unsure of what to do.

He couldn’t possibly have forgotten to lock the door, could he?

In terror, he stared at Jane once more before returning his gaze to the door. After having sex with a representative from one of his clients, he couldn’t afford to be spotted by his coworkers.

When the door opened and Alita walked in, Jane was still trying to recover herself. Everyone froze when Alita raised her face and saw him and Jane.