His Nanny

His Nanny

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"I shouldn't have agreed" She stilled as he kissed her bare shoulders,with a hand he wiped off her tears.She was scared as to what his little secret would do to her,and if she would enjoy it. "I guess it's too late" With a mischievous smile,he continued to kiss her with full force his eyes glinting in pure lust.He made sure the cuffs were tightly secure,he was in charge for the night. Gabriele Armanto needed help when it came to his son and balancing his work ,accidentally he meets Heather, a nanny.But the thing is ,a nanny isn't supposed to fantasize about her employer ,and she has a boyfriend.
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After losing her grandmother and her home, Mara takes a job as a housemaid for a wealthy couple. The mistress treats her cruelly, but the master is kind-too kind. As Mara and Alexander's forbidden connection grows, dark secrets begin to surface. Will she break free or remain trapped in velvet chains? ------------------------------------------------------------------ He settled between my thighs, kissing a line down my stomach, tongue flicking, teasing. He paused, looking up at me with a wicked grin. "God, you're perfect," he said. "And you're gonna let me ruin you, aren't you?" I moaned, already halfway undone. Then his mouth was on me-hot, greedy, devastating. His tongue parted me with sinful precision, slow and thorough like he had all the time in the goddamn world. Each flick, each swirl was calculated, torturously perfect, like he'd studied exactly how to undo me. He groaned into me, the vibration sending shockwaves through my core. One strong hand gripped my thigh, fingers digging in possessively as I writhed beneath him, helpless against the onslaught. "Fuck, Mara," he murmured against me, his voice low and reverent, like prayer wrapped in filth. "You taste like heaven and sin. So fucking sweet. So wet for me." I whimpered, hips lifting involuntarily, chasing his mouth. "That's it, baby," he growled, licking a slow, deliberate stripe up my slit. "Grind on my face. Show me how bad you want it."

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