The Nanny [COMPLETED]

My Dearest Grace [P38]

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Janet's POV

"Ahh! It's all yours, daddy... Yess!" I gripped Elle's waist tight as I pounded her walls. She looked back at me from over her shoulder with her eyebrows furrowed and mouth slightly open. I watched as her hand snaked its way down her body and to her clit. My hand came into contact with her ass hard, making her jump and whimper in pleasure.

"Say it again. Whose pussy is this?" She screamed and buried her head into the pillow as I pounded harder. We were in the reverse cowgirl position and I was loving the view of her ass jiggling from the impact. Her legs were shaking hard and before I knew it, she was squirting.

Had she ever squirted before? Was she even a squirter? I lifted an eyebrow and watched as her body went limp. I hope she didn't think we were done.

"On your back. Now." She was panting hard, but obliged. I lifted her legs and slid back into her. My mouth met her nipples as I sucked and nibbled on them. She whimpered as I worked my hips into the same spot I was hitting before. I was intrigued, so I wanted to see how long she could last.

She whined and squealed as I pounded into her repeatedly. Her walls clenched continuously as she came and squirted harder. Oh, this was delightful.

"Answer me. Whose pussy is this, Grace?" She whimpered and bit her lip hard,

"Y-Yours, Daddy!!" I smirked and stopped as her legs continued to shake. I was 8 inches deep and knew if I moved another inch she would cum. I caressed her legs and watched as she shuddered. My fingertips grazed across her stomach and I smiled thinking of her pregnant. I wasn't sure if she wanted to adopt or give birth, but what I was sure of was that I wasn't about to push another baby out.

"Will you let me taste you?" She bit her lip and sighed out in pleasure,

"Only if I can taste you." I smirked and slid the strap off as I got in a 69 position. She gripped my thighs and began working her tongue in me. A moan slipped out of my mouth as I closed my eyes. My hips rocked against her mouth as she ate me out feverishly,

"Shit... Ohh, baby.." I furrowed my eyebrows in pleasure and began feasting on her. Her moans vibrated my core and caused me to moan in return, doing the same to her.

"Jan.. it feels so good, baby.." I could feel myself getting wetter as she slurped and sucked on my clit, causing my hips to buck,

"Sh-Shit!" I sat up a bit and looked at her from under me. I grinded my hips against her mouth and watched as my pussy coated her tongue in my sweet juices. "Look how wet you got me, baby.." I moaned as she slipped it inside of me and smirked. I slowly rode her face and allowed my head to fall forward with my mouth parted. She was going to be the death of me, I swear.

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I stared at the ceiling and held her close as she drew circles on my stomach with her finger,

"I don't want to wait." I glanced at her and smoothed out her baby curls.

"Wait for what?"

"Marriage. I want it to happen now." I smiled softly,

"No reception?" She shook her head,

"We don't need one. We could always have the ceremony later." I nodded and giggled,

"So you want to get married in the middle of all this chaos?" She smiled,

"Why not? It'll be our calm in the midst of a storm." I chuckled and kissed her forehead,

"You're right." She sat up and stared at me,

"Wait, you're serious?" I laughed and nodded,

"Yes! Aren't you?"

"Well, yes, but I thought you would hesitate and give me a bunch of reasons as to why we need to wait." I shrugged,

"My family already knows about us. If anything, it'll give us more stability when we finally talk to them." She stopped and cleared her throat,

"We?"

"Bitch, yes. You're a Jackson now. I'm not going through this alone. They're worse than the public. A whole interrogation and then some! Have you ever had someone with a soft voice yell at you!? Do you know how hard it is to figure out whether you should ask them to speak louder or feel intimidated??" She snickered and tried to keep from laughing,

"Well, actually..." I squinted at her as she finally laughed, "I'm sorry!" I crossed my arms and turned over, pulling the covers over me, acting mad.

"Goodnight!"

"No, baaaabe!" She whined and coughed a bit as she laughed. My face softened as I glanced at her,

"I love you, Grace." She cleared her throat from the coughing and smiled at me brightly,

"I love you more, bumblebee." I giggled softly,

"bumblebee?" She smiled and nodded as she caressed my cheek,

"My mother gave me that nickname. I want to pass it along." I smiled and shook my head,

"It doesn't fit me. It fits you better." She giggled and stared at me admiringly. As if she was trying to remember every aspect of my face.

"Accept it. For me?" I stared at her confused, but nodded. This was obviously something deeper than just a nickname, but if she wanted me to hold its title, I would. Just for her.

"I will. I'm assuming you'll start calling me that now?" She grinned and nodded,

"How'd you know?" She asked sarcastically. I shrugged and smirked,

"I'm just that good. I mean what can I say." She snorted and rolled her eyes,

"You wish." 

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Elle's POV

"Mama? Why you like bumblebees?" She giggled and kissed my head,

"Why not?" I scrunched up my face and turned up my nose,

"They hurt people!" She smiled and played with my curls,

"They're only trying to protect themselves and what they love, Grace. Sadly, sometimes that means that they sacrifice their own life while doing it." I stared at her,

"They protect them because they love em, mama?" She nodded and held me close to her as the wind blew,

"Yes, Grace."

"I'll protect you when daddy's being mean, mama. I'll be your bumblebee." She chuckled and placed her sunhat on my small head,

"Don't you worry about your father and I. You protect yourself, Grace. Be your own bumblebee until you can find another." I nodded and happily held onto her hat,

"Mama?" She looked up at the clouds,

"Yes?"

"Do they live forever?" She shook her head and glanced at me,

"No, honey." I nodded and laid against her bosom,

"I'll still be your bumblebee, mama." I closed my eyes as I felt her chest vibrate from her chuckling,

"And I'll be yours until someone else comes along. How does that sound, bumblebee?" I grinned showing my missing teeth,

"That sounds great, mama. Real great."