Nanny and Her Four Alpha Bullies
“If this Alpha really wanted to make her lose her mind, he’d at least roll her clit with his fingers while he’s tongue-fucking her. And she’s just what? Leaning there? Where are her hands? Tell her to play with her nipples, you fucking coward.”
In my mind, Beau rubs my clit between his thumb and first finger, while his tongue dips in and out of my pussy. He breaks away to growl, “Pinch those nipples until you scream, Nanny.”
And I do. I actually do, slipping my hands up under my shirt to do as he commands in my fantasy. I bite back a moan.
Beau goes silent a moment. Whether because he continues to disagree with the book or because he heard me, I can’t tell. I’m afraid to check. The blankets