The Nanny Affair

Chapter 23- Rosalie

The moment when he holds your hands over your head. Holding them down, looking you in the eye as he slowly and gently slides inside you, is so intoxicating you become breathless. That moment was now. Alone in the bedroom he searches for my warmth. He lights a flame in me and I feel like the good girl in me vanishes and the bad girl appears. My heart races as I stare into his eyes, the fire in them burning bright. His presence instills in me a sense of recklessness and danger, but at the same time I'm comforted by his embrace.

Our two bodies deliver when we make love. The sweat on his skin drives me crazy. He smells like glory sending me to heaven. I come to life when he touches my body. His strong hands caress me gently, exploring every inch of my being. His passionate kisses set my soul on fire, sending me into a state of bliss. I cannot control the feelings he arouses in me and I don't want to.

He touches the very depths of my sensitivity. He owns me in ways I didn't know I could be owned and he doesn't even know it. Which makes him own me all that more. His tenderness and understanding breaks down any walls I have built to protect myself from the world.

As our time comes to an end, he holds me in his arms. I take a moment to lay there and listen to the song his heart sings. These three short months have felt like an eternity and my soul begs to be with him.

I eventually get up so that I can get dressed. I pull the t-shirt over my head and as if he could read my mind he gets up and pulls out pajama pants from his dresser and hands them to me.

"They may be big but they have a string to tighten."

"Thank you," I pull them on and tighten the strings.

I sit on the edge of the bed and pull my hair into a bun. I rub my face and I can't help but grin as I watch him slip on shorts and a t-shirt. He takes a seat next to me and before I know it I'm on my back with him looking into my eyes.

"I love you," He says softly. His words wash over me like a warm wave and I am filled with emotion. His gaze holds mine and I can feel the sincerity of his declaration radiating from his soul.

As much as I've wanted to hear those three words from him, it's wrong. What we have been doing is immoral. I can't ignore the fact that our relationship has been based on lies and deceit. No matter how much I care for him and desire his love, it's not enough to justify our actions. I get up and start to walk away.

He gets up and walks toward me. Before he can say a word the doorbell rings. He rubs his head and walks out, I breathe out a sigh of relief.

"I got it," He shouts and I follow, parting from him and making my way to the living room.

I take a seat next to Natty who is clearly smitten with David. I can't help but observe the chemistry between them; the way her face lights up when he speaks, and the way he looks at her with admiration and respect. She finally realises I'm there and a huge smile crosses her face.

"So, I woke up in your room to this handsome fella looking over me. He had Advil in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other." She smiles, "My question is, where were you?"

I chew the inside of my cheek as she starts to get all excited.

"So has he dumped the wicked witch?" I raise my eyebrow, questioning the nickname she uses for Gisselle.

"That's what the little ones call her." She looks over at them, "I've learned a lot from them." She laughs.

The twins finally realise I'm sitting here and smile. Their smiles brighten my already amazing but confusing morning, until she walks in.