The Unexpected Nanny 2

15- A feeling of guilt

Ilona woke up and looked over at Ethan, remembering everything from the night before. Her insides started tingling, thinking about how he made her orgasm with his fingers, but was also left feeling confused about how he wouldn't do any more than that. She laid there staring at him while he slept, trying to figure him out. Maybe he was just being respectful she thought.

She rolled onto her back, and stared at the ceiling. She then rolled her head to the nightstand to see what time it was, and saw that she had another hour until the kids would be awake, she felt an arm wrap around her, and turned her head to the other side, and looked at Ethan.

"Morning." he said, in an appealing morning voice. He then pulled her towards him, face to face, their eyes met, staring at each other "Morning." she said softly.

"Are you still upset with me?" he asked quietly, while still looking at her.

"No, just trying to figure you out is all."

"It might be a little hard, I can't even figure myself out." The back of his hand started caressing her cheek, causing her to feel butterflies, and closed her eyes. The feeling of his touch sent a strong tingle down to her inner core, getting her worked up.

His lips softly touched hers, sending jolts throughout her body. She rested her hand on his cheek, kissing him a little more, and rolled on top of him, kissing him harder. His hands trailed her back softly, then tightly wrapped his arms around her. He wasn't sure what he was doing, but thought that it felt good waking up to a beautiful woman, knowing she wanted him. He rolled her onto her back, and continued kissing her. His cock was throbbing, and was fighting the urgencies of placing himself inside her. Grace kept popping up in his mind, and felt it wasn't fair to Ilona.

His kiss was sending electricity throughout her body, and couldn't take it any longer. Her panties were becoming soaked, and pulled away from his kiss to breathe. She was feeling frustrated, and started pushing him off her "Get off me."

He looked at her confused wondering what was wrong, pushed himself up, and saw hurt in her eyes "What did I do now?"

"Just get off me, you've got me all revved up, all wet, and you're not doing anything about it. Just being a big fucking tease is all."

The hurt in her voice pulled a string in his heart, he felt bad, guilty, and knew he wasn't being fair to her. He wanted it, but couldn't get his mind off Grace, he rolled off her, and onto his back, placing his hands on his face, thinking about what Grace said to him, and thought about his talk with Antonio.

His cock was hard, and throbbing like mad, with what happened in less than twelve hours, he was feeling full, and needed to do something about it. Between her getting him riled up in the kitchen, then again in the middle of the night, and now again, his cock was in dire need of a release, and feeling as if he had a bad case of blue balls. Feeling frustrated with himself, he deeply groaned. "Sorry." He turned to face her, and wrapped an arm around her.

Fuck he thought to himself, pulling her to him. He was going for it, and decided to put his feelings of Grace aside, thinking she didn't want him anyway "I do want you; I just don't want this to be a mistake." he said quietly, pulling her on top of him.

"Prove it then, if you're just going to be a tease, then let me go. I don't need all these feelings going through me, you keep getting me all horned up, and then you push me to the side like I'm some sort of a toy."

She sat up, straddling him, looked down at him, and saw him smirk. She grabbed the hem of her shirt, and pulled it up over her head, revealing her breasts, and a sound of excitement came out of his mouth, as he reached up to her breasts, fondling them.