Chapter One
Nina
is sprawled across Dex’s massive four-poster bed, his mouth savoring her in
areas no other man had before. She whimpers then looks at Dex, Dex looks at
her. She squirms. Warm discharge pools at her center and her body tenses. Oh, what
sweet delirious tension! She sobs, arches, and…
“Nina,
wake up,” a voice spoke quietly. “Nina, it’s me Dex, wake up.”
Nina
sat up instantly and opened her eyes to complete darkness. She was disoriented.
Dex? Was he really in her room? Were they…? Her stomach lurched her chest
heaved. The baby!A muffled, strange cry came out of her, “Callie!” she shrieked
reaching for the bassinet.
“Shhh,”
Dex soothed, touching her arm, “Callie’s fine.”
In
the dim lighting, Nina saw his profile and that of her daughter in his arms. She
was relieved to see Callie well cared for. The only drawback at that moment for
Nina was being snatched away from a phenomenal dream. Her body still tingled and
her panties were moist. Heat rose to her cheeks.
“I’m
sorry I walked in.”
Sorry
he walked in? What time was it?
“It’s
just that Callie had been crying for several minutes.” He gave her pajama top a
once over and continued, “I think it may be her feeding time.”
When
his eyes roamed her breasts, Nina looked down to realize that her clothing was
drenched soaked the garment clinging to her damp skin and exposing a set of rigid
crests. Nina groped the sheets and brought them to her chest. “Darn it…I...”
she stumbled over her words, “I must have slept through her midnight feeding.”
She
was having a time adjusting to her newborn. Lucky Nina felt that her ward, Ian,
Dex’s five-year-old son, was well-mannered or else pulling double duty as a new
mom and nanny might have proven too challenging. As it was already her oversleeping
was the second occurrence that week and now with Dex as witness to the breastfeeding
malfunction, Nina’s insecurities were mounting.
In
the dark she stared at him and he stared back, a semblance of a smile crossed
his lips the gesture sending Nina’s heart aflutter.
In
the seven months she’d worked for Dex Nina came to realize that his attention
and very presence invoked raw emotions in her. Dex was older, charming. Dex was
also a successful business man and far more confident than any other guy she’d
ever met before. He was also disturbingly good looking, tall and broad shouldered.
His eyes were dark and expressive his lips full, his jaw strong. His was hair
short and brown and it curled slightly at the base of his neck. His body didn’t
lag either Dex was in exceptional shape. On several occasions when he headed to
the gym fully clad in workout gear Nina would eavesdrop as he left the house
peering through her bedroom window. Oh yes, Nina knew first hand that Dexter
McIver, the thirty-one year old handsome divorced father of one was solid,
lean, and muscled from all angles.
“Nina?”
“Uh?”
Dex’s
patted the child’s back and suggested, “Listen, how about Callie and I step
outside while you change?”
A
tasteful move Nina wouldn’t expect any less from him. “Yeah, that’d be fine Dex.
Thanks.”
Callie
whimpered and Dex shushed her. As Dex got to his feet, Nina watched with keen
interest as her daughter snuggled against his chest. Lucky girl, her daughter
was.
“I’ll
be right outside. Just come out when you’re ready.” The door closed behind him
with a soft click.
For
a long minute after Dex exited, Nina sat there in near darkness staring at nothing
in particular. It was five weeks since she gave birth to Callie and still she
had such a long way to go to adjust. Yet, as hectic as life was in the McIver
household, working as a live-in nanny was a Godsend. Very few jobs would allow Nina
the opportunity to earn a living while caring for her own child. She was indeed
grateful for her grandmother’s networking pool and equally grateful for Dex’s flexibility.
So, regardless of how
Nina
is sprawled across Dex’s massive four-poster bed, his mouth savoring her in
areas no other man had before. She whimpers then looks at Dex, Dex looks at
her. She squirms. Warm discharge pools at her center and her body tenses. Oh, what
sweet delirious tension! She sobs, arches, and…
“Nina,
wake up,” a voice spoke quietly. “Nina, it’s me Dex, wake up.”
Nina
sat up instantly and opened her eyes to complete darkness. She was disoriented.
Dex? Was he really in her room? Were they…? Her stomach lurched her chest
heaved. The baby!A muffled, strange cry came out of her, “Callie!” she shrieked
reaching for the bassinet.
“Shhh,”
Dex soothed, touching her arm, “Callie’s fine.”
In
the dim lighting, Nina saw his profile and that of her daughter in his arms. She
was relieved to see Callie well cared for. The only drawback at that moment for
Nina was being snatched away from a phenomenal dream. Her body still tingled and
her panties were moist. Heat rose to her cheeks.
“I’m
sorry I walked in.”
Sorry
he walked in? What time was it?
“It’s
just that Callie had been crying for several minutes.” He gave her pajama top a
once over and continued, “I think it may be her feeding time.”
When
his eyes roamed her breasts, Nina looked down to realize that her clothing was
drenched soaked the garment clinging to her damp skin and exposing a set of rigid
crests. Nina groped the sheets and brought them to her chest. “Darn it…I...”
she stumbled over her words, “I must have slept through her midnight feeding.”
She
was having a time adjusting to her newborn. Lucky Nina felt that her ward, Ian,
Dex’s five-year-old son, was well-mannered or else pulling double duty as a new
mom and nanny might have proven too challenging. As it was already her oversleeping
was the second occurrence that week and now with Dex as witness to the breastfeeding
malfunction, Nina’s insecurities were mounting.
In
the dark she stared at him and he stared back, a semblance of a smile crossed
his lips the gesture sending Nina’s heart aflutter.
In
the seven months she’d worked for Dex Nina came to realize that his attention
and very presence invoked raw emotions in her. Dex was older, charming. Dex was
also a successful business man and far more confident than any other guy she’d
ever met before. He was also disturbingly good looking, tall and broad shouldered.
His eyes were dark and expressive his lips full, his jaw strong. His was hair
short and brown and it curled slightly at the base of his neck. His body didn’t
lag either Dex was in exceptional shape. On several occasions when he headed to
the gym fully clad in workout gear Nina would eavesdrop as he left the house
peering through her bedroom window. Oh yes, Nina knew first hand that Dexter
McIver, the thirty-one year old handsome divorced father of one was solid,
lean, and muscled from all angles.
“Nina?”
“Uh?”
Dex’s
patted the child’s back and suggested, “Listen, how about Callie and I step
outside while you change?”
A
tasteful move Nina wouldn’t expect any less from him. “Yeah, that’d be fine Dex.
Thanks.”
Callie
whimpered and Dex shushed her. As Dex got to his feet, Nina watched with keen
interest as her daughter snuggled against his chest. Lucky girl, her daughter
was.
“I’ll
be right outside. Just come out when you’re ready.” The door closed behind him
with a soft click.
For
a long minute after Dex exited, Nina sat there in near darkness staring at nothing
in particular. It was five weeks since she gave birth to Callie and still she
had such a long way to go to adjust. Yet, as hectic as life was in the McIver
household, working as a live-in nanny was a Godsend. Very few jobs would allow Nina
the opportunity to earn a living while caring for her own child. She was indeed
grateful for her grandmother’s networking pool and equally grateful for Dex’s flexibility.
So, regardless of how
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