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nanny x boss

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Nanny x boss

Grace.

I didn’t know what to expect from a man who needed a live-in nanny but also lived in a house big enough to be mistaken for a boutique hotel.

The place was modern, with gray stone exterior, sharp windows that gleamed, and intimidating as hell. I stood at the front door with my best “I’m totally qualified” smile, even though my stomach had flipped three times since I left the train station. I double-checked my blouse, tucked in my hair, and rang the doorbell before I could talk myself out of it.

The door opened almost instantly.

And there he was.

Not the assistant I was expecting. Not a housekeeper or a tired grandma. Just… him. Daniel Carter. The man who’d emailed me last week with minimal details and maximum directness.

He looked nothing like what I imagined a single dad would look like. He was taller, broader and more expensive-looking. Dark hair with that slightly grown-out look that said I don’t care in a way that screamed effort. White t-shirt, gray joggers a
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  • Dirty and Sinful Collection (erotica)    2

    2Grace.I woke to the sound of little feet pattering outside my door and the faint clang of something in the kitchen, probably a cereal bowl hitting the counter too hard. My body was still heavy with sleep, and there was a delicious soreness between my legs from last night’s... release. But reality settled in fast. I had a job now. A real one. With a child who relied on me. And a boss who I’d watched shower and then masturbated to, alone, under soft sheets in the dark.Great start.I pulled my hair into a bun, smoothed the wrinkles out of my T-shirt, and padded down to the kitchen. Sophie was already in her booster seat, swinging her legs back and forth as she crunched on dry cereal. Daniel was pouring coffee into a black mug, his back to me, sleeves pushed up, forearms taut as he moved. He didn’t turn right away, but I saw the shift in his posture when he sensed me behind him.“Morning,” I said, trying to sound casual, normal, non-horny.“Morning,” he replied, finally looking over h

  • Dirty and Sinful Collection (erotica)    nanny x boss

    Nanny x boss Grace. I didn’t know what to expect from a man who needed a live-in nanny but also lived in a house big enough to be mistaken for a boutique hotel.The place was modern, with gray stone exterior, sharp windows that gleamed, and intimidating as hell. I stood at the front door with my best “I’m totally qualified” smile, even though my stomach had flipped three times since I left the train station. I double-checked my blouse, tucked in my hair, and rang the doorbell before I could talk myself out of it.The door opened almost instantly.And there he was.Not the assistant I was expecting. Not a housekeeper or a tired grandma. Just… him. Daniel Carter. The man who’d emailed me last week with minimal details and maximum directness.He looked nothing like what I imagined a single dad would look like. He was taller, broader and more expensive-looking. Dark hair with that slightly grown-out look that said I don’t care in a way that screamed effort. White t-shirt, gray joggers a

  • Dirty and Sinful Collection (erotica)    10

    1Lena. I didn’t sleep.I lay in his bed, his sheets still warm from where our bodies had tangled hours earlier, my legs still aching from how hard he’d taken me in the kitchen. But my mind wouldn’t shut off.Not with what he said still echoing in my chest.It’s nothing.He didn’t mean it. I know that now. I felt the way his hands shook when they touched me. I heard the way he said my name like it held weight in his mouth. He meant everything, he just didn’t want anyone else to know.And that… that’s the part I couldn’t shake. But I understood.The silence wasn’t romantic anymore. It was a space filled with things we didn’t want to say out loud. The choices we were pretending we didn’t have to make.When the clock glowed past midnight and the house finally felt still, I rolled out of bed and padded barefoot down the hall.His light was still on.He was sitting at the kitchen table, elbows on the surface, fingers laced behind his neck like he’d been holding his head up for hours. He di

  • Dirty and Sinful Collection (erotica)    9

    9Lena. I was barefoot in the kitchen, one of Michael’s shirts clinging to my still-damp skin, a coffee mug in hand while I watched him move around like we hadn’t just crossed the line we’d both been tiptoeing for weeks. He was making toast, talking about something he saw on the news, and I was trying not to let it show that my thighs were still sore from the way he’d held them last night and my chest still flushed every time I looked at him.Then the front door opened.I blinked. He stopped mid-sentence. And that’s when we heard the voice.“Oh my God, this house smells like lemon polish and old books.”I turned toward the living room just in time to see her.Tessa.Tessa, my old roommate, with her messy bun and pink-tinted sunglasses and loud presence that always arrived two seconds before she did.She walked in like she owned the place, laughing, a tote bag slung over one shoulder and iced coffee in her hand. I froze. Michael froze. And then she saw me.Saw me standing in the kitche

  • Dirty and Sinful Collection (erotica)    8

    8Lena. I didn’t see him for the rest of the day.He stayed in his room or left the house altogether. I didn’t ask. I didn’t want to know. I told myself I didn’t care.I cleaned up the mug and swept the shards off the floor and threw the pieces away. My hands shook the whole time.I sat on the couch for hours after, trying to write, to distract myself, but my thoughts kept circling the same damn drain.He wanted me. Then he didn’t. Then he did. Then he disappeared again.And I… I was somewhere between furious and aching.The worst part was I missed him, missed his voice, missed the way his body had felt on mine. In mine.I hated that I missed him.By the time the sky turned pink and then darkened to navy, I was curled up on the couch with a blanket and a headache, wondering if I should just leave altogether. Maybe it would be easier if I just packed a bag and got the hell out of his orbit.I didn’t hear him come in. I just heard the soft creak of floorboards behind me.I didn’t turn a

  • Dirty and Sinful Collection (erotica)    7

    7Lena. I woke up alone.His bed was still warm, the sheets crumpled beside me, the scent of him thick in the air. I reached across the mattress anyway, hand grazing the empty space where he’d been just hours ago. It was stupid, I know. But I did it anyway.I stayed there for a while, lying on my back, staring at the ceiling, wondering what the hell had just happened.I’d wanted him. For weeks. Hell, maybe longer. And last night… it happened. Finally. Completely.Except now it felt like it was already unraveling.The clock read 9:47 AM. I could hear movement downstairs of faint clinks, footsteps, the familiar opening and closing of the fridge. So he hadn’t gone far. Just… gone from me.I debated staying upstairs and hiding out all day like a coward, but I’d never been good at pretending nothing happened. And I hated silence more than awkwardness.Still, when I walked down the stairs, barefoot in his oversized hoodie and nothing else, the tension in the air was brutal. Thick and quiet

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