Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Brook

Iclimbed the stairs on unsteady legs, wishing I had been able to hold it together a little better. I was making a fool of myself in front of all of Drue’s biker friends. The last thing in the world I wanted was to embarrass him in front of his people.

As if he could hear what I was thinking, Drue murmured, “Everything is going to be okay, Brook. Trust me on that, okay?”

I shot him a quick look and found his expression to be calm and steady. I nodded. “Thanks for not being an ass about this. I normally react better under pressure, but I just can’t do another round with Tate.”

He opened the door to an exceptionally nice living room. All the furniture matched and looked brand new. “I hate that this stupid fucker makes you so scared. It makes me want to beat his ass every day for the rest of his miserable life.”

I gave him a tired little smile. “Who’s got time for all that? Not you. You’re a busy man with a job and a newborn daughter to look after.”

Drue’s worried expression relaxed a little. “My club brothers would probably take turns fucking up his world if I asked nicely.”

I figured he was joking. Drue was nothing like Tate. He was a kind, decent man who looked out for the people in his orbit. Whatever woman ended up with him would damn lucky indeed.

He shut the door behind us, and we stood face to face.

“So, they call you Hornet? That’s catchy name,” I said.

“I was a regional kickboxing champion the year I got out of the service. I pack a pretty powerful punch. My opponents described it as a hard stinging sensation. It resulted in me getting the nickname Hornet. It just kind of stuck.”

“The name suits you. I’m going to start using it.”

He gave me a boyish grin and a casual shrug with one shoulder. “If you want to, it’s fine by me. Everyone but my parents call me Hornet.”

“Great. Do you want to sit down, or do you have somewhere to be?”

“I don’t have anywhere to be. I’m all yours if you need me.” The second the words left his mouth, his eyes widened, and a soft blush crept up his neck. “Sorry, I didn’t mean that the way it sounded.”

I turned and walked towards the sofa. “Too bad. With the mood I’m in, I might have taken you up on it.”

I heard him gasp. “Fooling around with the nanny is kind of cliché, isn’t it?”

“I don’t know. Is it?”

He sat beside me on the sofa, not daring to look at me, and ran his hands down the legs of his jeans. I couldn’t be sure, but it looked like a nervous gesture. Suddenly, the atmosphere in the room shifted. It felt like we were the only two people in the world, locked away where no one could see or hear what we were doing.

“It seems like playing with fire. I don’t want to take advantage of you or do anything to interfere with our working relationship.”

“I don’t want to take advantage of you either. I mean, with you being so old and rusty about being with women and all.”

His head snapped up and his shocked expression tickled my funny bone. It felt good to leave all my problems behind and just enjoy the moment for once. I was so tired of being responsible and serious all the time. No matter what I did, I somehow fucked up my life, so why not enjoy a few moments with a guy I had a ginormous crush on. Opportunities like this didn’t come along every day in my world.

“Sweetheart, you know there are women who hang around here expressly for the purpose of riding our cock, right?”

I glanced down at the growing bulge behind his zipper, excited that he was becoming aroused for me.

“They’re not here, but I am.”

“You’re tempting me in the worst way, Brook. You’re so young and sweet. All my protective instincts come out when you’re around.”

“That’s great, because I sure could use a protector about now.”

Hornet leaned over me, placing one large hand on the far side of the sofa. If it were anyone else, I might have felt boxed in or threatened. But this was the man I’d been having forbidden fantasies about for weeks now, wishing he would finally notice me. I could tell by the look in his eye that he was more than just seeing me. He wanted me. I didn’t know if I’d ever been truly wanted.

Tate barely took time turning me on when we were together. Sex was for him. If I managed to finish, it was a miracle. I had a sneaking suspicion that it would be different with Hornet. He seemed like the kind of man to give a woman everything she wanted in bed. I wanted that, needed it, badly.

“One kiss. Let’s try one kiss and see if it’s weird. If it is we can forget it ever happened,” I cajoled him. I really shouldn’t be doing this. I’d finally found a job that I loved, and here I was on the verge of risking it all for a truckload of complications. Sleeping with the boss? Oh hell, no.

I took a look at Hornet, his face infused with lust. Oh hell, yes.

His dark eyes lit up with unbridled interest. “One kiss. Nothing more.”

He slid his hand through my hair and tilted my head back by gently tugging. It turned me on in the worst way. And he noticed. I could tell because he glanced down at my chest. I could feel my hard nipples pressing against the front of my shirt. The warm approval in his eyes just heightened my arousal.

He lowered his head and stopped just before our lips touched, as if he were reconsidering. By this time, I was aching for him. Just a taste might be enough to slake my long pent-up lust.

When his lips ghosted over mine in a barely there kiss, I tangled my hand in his shirt. I pulled him closer, until he was practically on top of me. He made an animalistic sound in the back of his throat and then it was on. He opened his mouth and the moment I did the same, his tongue swept in, eagerly slicking against my own.

There was something about the way he kissed that flipped all the right switches for me. It was because of how confident and self-assured he was. And maybe because of how powerful his arms were when he pulled me close. This moment was everything I’d ever dreamed of with a man.

I didn’t know how long we kissed, but by the time he pulled back, I was breathless, dizzy, and dying for more of him. He ran one finger over his bottom lip and then licked it clean. The motion was sexy as hell.

“I need you,” I whispered. “Please. It’s been a long time for me.” In my right mind, I would have never begged my employer for sex, but these weren’t normal times.

“Fuck. You’re impossible to say no to when you say please, kitten.”

I rubbed one hand against this cheek. “Then don’t say no.”

He turned his head to nip at my fingers. “We shouldn’t.”

“It sure sounds like it’s possible for you to tell me no. Please don’t do that. I know you want me too I’ve seen the way you watch me.”

He grinned and slowly licked his lips, “And there I was thinking I was being all subtle about it. Don’t think I haven’t seen you checking me out too, kitten.”

I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks. Fuck, this man was hot. But we really shouldn’t be doing this, despite the fact my body was screaming out for his touch.

“We’re quite the pair, aren’t we?” I said.

Hornet gave me the slightest of nods. “Okay, world-class sex one time. This doesn’t change anything between us. You and I don’t need any more complications in our lives right now.”

“Nothing has to change, one afternoon of passion, and I go back to being supernanny. I just want to enjoy something nice for once in my life.”

His eyes lifted to mine, full of something approaching awe. “I’m your something nice?”

“No. You’re fantastic,” I said before kissing him again.

We got lost in the kiss, and the next thing I knew we were sitting on a bed and my clothing was mostly gone. He hooked one finger through the waist of my panties and whispered, “These are cute. They can stay for now.”

He tore off his clothing at record speed and stood over me, giving me a chance to see what I was about to get. Everything about this situation was just too perfect.

“You look amazing,” I murmured, finally getting the chance to admire his body without having to be surreptitious about it. “I love your tattoos. And your muscles.”

Hornet seemed pleased, aroused, and eager. “You are beyond beautiful, Brook.”

I held up one finger. “You have to call me kitten when we’re naked. I really liked that.”

He moved forward and over me. “You did? Well, you’re soft and make cute little sounds when you’re aroused, so I guess the name fits.”

“I do not make cute sound. You do though.” When his eyes flashed up to mine, I amended my bold statement. “Well, they’re not quite cute, they’re sexy as hell. You make a growling noise in the back of your throat.”

“Do not,” he whispered before kissing me senseless again.

This man could take my breath away faster than any one I’d ever met. When he moved down to my breasts, I was eager for him to go lower. He didn’t. Instead, he took his time, sucking, teasing, and nipping at my flesh until I was almost wild with need.

When I didn’t think I could stand anymore, he finally kissed his way down my stomach. When he pulled my legs further apart, I felt just how wet my panties were.

“It all that for me, kitten?”

“Yes. You’re the only one I’m thinking about when we’re together.”

He glanced up at me, his expression serious and possessive. “I’d better be, kitten. My ego couldn’t take you fantasizing about someone else when I’m licking your pretty pussy.”

I shifted slightly and parted my legs. I was still wearing my panties and held my breath as I waited to see what he would do next.

Hornet glanced down between my legs, and he hooked one finger around the side of my wet panties and pulled them aside to admire the tender pink flesh hiding beneath. He blew across my lips, then ran his tongue through my folds. It felt so good, all I wanted was more. And he gave me more, taking his time to figure out what I liked. It’s unbelievable the amount of pleasure this man could give. More than I’d ever experienced in my life.

He made me come so hard it felt like the top of my head was going to explode. I pulled him away by his hair. Hornet stroked his cock while I caught my breath. After a couple of minutes, I made the come-hither gesture with my fingers. “Bring it on. I’m ready for the big guns.”

He chuckled. “You are so fucking adorable. Any man would be fucking lucky to have a sweet, adventurous little kitten like you for his own.”

Before I could spend too long thinking about what he’d said, Hornet ripped off my panties and tossed them aside, then prepared me to take his hefty cock with his fingers.

When he started pressing into me, I could feel my body stretching to accommodate him. The further he went, the harder it got. Then he stopped.

“Why did you stop?”

“Because you’re edging into pain, and like my women wet and willing.”

“I’m wet and willing. I promise.”

“Well, I’ve never hurt a woman with my cock before and I don’t plan to start now, especially not with my pretty new kitten.”

I love hearing him call me that. Maybe he was just caught up in the heat of the moment, but he sounded like we would be doing this more than just today. God, being part of Hornet’s life would be like a dream come true.

He pulled out and slid back in a few more times, each time sliding in more of his thick shaft until taking him became easier. When he was finally seated all the way inside me, I was proud that I could take every thick inch of him.

“Well, kitten. This is where the fun starts. Are you ready?”

I nodded enthusiastically.

“Alright, here we go, kitten. If anything hurts, speak up.”

He pulled all the way out and thrust back in with some force. My entire world tilted out of alignment for just a second and then righted itself again when he set a steady pace, seemingly rubbing everywhere at the same time. I wrapped my arms around him, scratched at his back, and thrust my hips up to meet him each time he plunged into me. I could feel him becoming more aroused with each thrust. Suddenly, my world broke apart as I experienced the strongest orgasm of my entire life. Moments later, Hornet found his own release.

If I’d thought that was going to be the end of it, I would have been very much mistaken. Hornet was like a sex machine that needed very little in the way of recovery time. He pulled out, flipped me over onto my hands and knees, and then plunged right back inside. This new angle was extraordinarily effective at ramping my libido back up again.

Hornet pulled me up and back against his chest, then slowed his thrusts. I was in heaven. When his hand drifted down to finger my clit, I ceded all control to him, knowing he’d make me come before he allowed his own release.

We fucked the rest of the day away, and when I finally woke, it was well past nightfall and Hornet was nowhere to be seen.

I sat up in bed and pulled the sheet up over my breasts, trying to remember what I did with my clothes. I’d get dressed, snag my car from the Slayers’ garage, and head back home.

I jumped when the bedroom door opened, and Hornet walked in carrying a duffle bag. My duffle bag, in fact. “I had one of the prospects run over to the house and pick up some clothing for you. I figured you might want a shower and something clean to wear. After you shower, we can grab something to eat downstairs.”

“You know you’re not footloose and fancy-free, right? You have a baby at home waiting for you—or for me, if you have club business to deal with.”

My big sexy biker just grinned. “Do you have any idea how happy my parents were when I told them you and I were going on a date?”

“You told them what?” I practically screeched. His parents were there during the interview process where I’d practically had to convince everyone present that I could do the job. How was this going to look, if the nanny was sleeping with her boss? I was totally mortified.

He seemed like he wanted to laugh at my reaction, but somehow managed to hold it in. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he said, “We don’t have to actually go on a date. My mom’s been obsessed with finding me a wife for the last couple of years. She was actually telling me how sweet you were. Maybe now she’ll stop nagging me to take the lady she met at the fertility clinic out for dinner.”

“Your mom’s fixing you up with a lady with fertility issues?”

He sighed. “It’s a long story and nothing I’m interested in talking about, kitten. Are you ready for a shower or do you want another ride on my cock?”

“As generous as that offer is, I’m going to have to decline. I’ve not eaten all day and after my fainting spell earlier I think food is on the menu.”

He looked remorseful, but then gave me a filthy smirk. “I guess my fat cock didn’t fill you up then, okay kitten, food it is.”

Despite feeling like I’d been fucked to the moon and back, my libido sparked, and I licked my lips, “Maybe I can think of something to stave off my appetite a little longer.” My eyes traveled down to the front of his jeans, it looked like his cock was trying to make a bid for freedom and I couldn’t wait to wrap my lips around it. Forget about food, there was only one thing my body was hungry for right now.

Hornet leaned over to nuzzle my neck and I let the bedsheet drop, exposing my breasts, “Do you want to take a shower with me?”

He slowly pulled the sheet down and his eyes traveled to my pussy. I parted my legs, and a low growl came out of his throat. “Fuck, yes!”

After admiring my well-used body, he stepped back and rubbed one hand down the front of his jeans, before loosening the button and springing his erection free.

I slid out of the bed and walked proudly past him in all my naked glory towards the shower. I really liked Hornet. He was a nice human being and a damn good lover. For once, my luck seemed to be turning around. The girl who got abandoned by her family, abused by her boyfriend, and had to fend for herself in life finally got something nice. Even if only lasted one day, it was more than I’d ever hoped for in life.