Babysitter With Benefits

3

Gianna's P.O.V

Its the middle of the night. Glancing at the clock which says 1am, in a fit of insomnia you decide to take a calming, warm shower. The hallways is quiet. You welcome the distraction.

I wonder where Mr. Carter sleeps?

You bustle down the hallway, bare feet padding against the cherry oak floor, thankful for the serenity of the night. The bathroom is just as extravagant as the rest of the house with a large jacuzzi tub, a shower off to the side. You contemplate whether you should take a bath or a shower.

you decide to take a shower, careful to strip your clothes off on the floor before moving to turn the shower on. You hold your fingers under the stream of water, feeling it warm up. Just as you're about to step under the jet, you hear a scream.

"What the..."

It resembles a child's scream so as panic sets in, you grab a towel and frantically rip open the bathroom door, rushing out into the hallway only to run directly into Mr. Carter.

"Shit!"

You smack into him, reaching out desperately as you begin to fall. Your towel begins to slip only to have him wrap his arms around your bare waist and lift you up before your bare ass meets the floor.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry"

Mr. Carter's eyes gleam mischievously as he presses you tighter against him. You're keenly aware of how firm his chest is pressed against your breasts. Taking a deep breath, you move you hands against his chest, gazing up at him.

"T..thank you for catching me"

His eyes roam your face, lingering on your lips.

Is he going to kiss me?

Just when you think he'll lean in, he backs away, dropping his arms from around you and taking a step back.

"I was checking on the kids. Grayson has night terrors"

You nod your head, unable to utter a coherent word as you watch him slide his gaze down your half naked body. You should move to cover yourself, but something stops you. His salacious gaze piques an interest in you that you're surprised to have.

I want him to look at me. I love the way he's looking at me. Like he wants me. Its been a while since someone has. School and my grandmother's health have taken reign of my spare time.

Mr. Carter visibly swallows, before biting his lip, his eyes dip down further, stopping at your exposed thighs. He eyes you intently, and you watch as the crotch of his points begins to bulge. He doesn't clover his obvious erection. Instead, he lets you eye him in the same lustful way he eyes you.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Carter"

With eyes still openly trained on your body, he replies with a husky tone.

"Don't be"

The way he's looking at me... like I'm a treat he wants it indulge in. Oh fuck....

You take a slow, deep breath. He steps forward. You're not sure if he realises he's just moved closer to you.

"I should... i should go back to the bathroom"

Letting the towel slip on the ground you slowly twist around, knowing his eyes are plastered to the way your figure shakes as you walk back to the bathroom. When you close the bathroom door, you press yourself against it, taking a deep breath.

He makes me so turned on. The way he looks at my naked body.

You run your hand down your body, grazing your breasts along the way. You moan as you think of Carter

Damn, I'm so wet.

You give up on showering, turning off the knob to stop the water from flowing.

I could probably orgasm just to the way he was looking at me.

Your eyes flutter closed, and you picture the way his eyes roamed your body, committing every inch to his memory. With a deep breath, you straighten yourself, opening the bathroom door, you peer out into the hall. Its empty. You walk back to your room, careful to lock the door because you sleep naked as you ankles have and don't want a repeat of him barging in like he did earlier.

Would that be such a bad thing?

You spread out on the bed, staring up at the ceiling, giggling softly to yourself.

What is wrong with me? I never thought in a million years any of this would happen. I mean first night I run completely naked into my boss.

You roll onto your side, clenching your thighs tightly together.

I wonder if he'll bring it up tomorrow?

You scoff.

Knowing him, he's not going to mention it. Besides, I doubt that'll even happen again. People don't typically run into their boss's naked. Not unless its purposeful.

You think back to what he said in the hallway about Grayson having night terrors.

Well, I guess he cares about his kids more than I thought he did, otherwise he wouldn't be checking on them. He'd send his personal assistant...

You snicker, and close your eyes.

I doubt sleep will come, and I know tomorrows going to be a long, awkward day.