Bedding the Babysitter (2 page)

Chapter Two

Three hours later, Jon sat outside of his house,
wondering what the hell had come over him. Tonight had been one of the worst
nights of his life with trying to help his client, an overweight businessman,
lose weight. The man was rich beyond his wildest dreams, and usually, Jon
refused to do one-on-one training, but being offered thousands of dollars for
training, he just couldn’t say no. George and Alicia were growing up fast, and
even though he’d started a college fund for them, it would only help cover the
first year.

They had to work hard in school, and he would help
with college. They were only eight years old, but he wanted them to have the
best of all worlds.

His wife may have left him with them, but he’d do
anything for them. His wife, Bethany, had been a first class bitch. She was one
of the women he’d fucked while he’d been training her. When he was young, he’d been
a fucking asshole, and he suffered for it. Bethany had used him, gotten what
she wanted, and dumped him.

She had thought she wanted to be a personal trainer’s
wife, but when she saw his modest living, she moved on to bigger and better
things.

After his experience with his ex, he’d been hesitant
to start anything up with anyone. He didn’t trust women, apart from his
daughter, and of course Elise. They were only after one thing, and since having
kids, he had no choice but to grow up.

He still couldn’t believe that he had his ass handed
to him by a teenage girl outside a supermarket, several years ago.

Elise had been a chubby little teenager, but she’d
been a lifesaver to him.

Glancing up at his house, he couldn’t help the sudden
stirring of his cock. It had been a good few months since he last saw her
around town. She hadn’t stopped by, and he’d not sought her out. The twins
asked about her constantly, but she was twenty-one years old now, too old to be
a babysitter.

Not too old to chase.

Jon gritted his teeth. She’d been a nervous teenager
around him. He’d known about her little crush, and he’d loved it. She was the
first woman in years that actually excited him, but it was fucking wrong. Elise
babysat for him. He was fourteen years older than she was. There was no way
anything was going to happen between them. No way.

“I’m too old for her.”

He hadn’t lived like a monk. There were women he’d
seen over the years, but none that he’d brought back home. Jon wasn’t
interested in forcing another person onto his kids. There were times he felt
guilty though. Bethany wanted nothing to do with them and ignored them all the
time. She didn’t acknowledge their birthday, or Christmas, nothing. They didn’t
get a card either. He didn’t mind. It was his kids he cared about. Bethany was
a cold hearted bitch, and he wanted nothing to do with her.

Elise was the only woman his kids had grown attached
to. They were evil little shits to every single sitter he’d gotten for them. It
didn’t matter if they were male or female. George and Alicia knew how to drive
them away.

What was it about the young woman that was distracting
him? When she was younger, he’d always found her cute and adorable. She was
young, and he’d found her crush sweet. No line had been crossed, and he’d never
even thought about her in
that
way
before.

Then her graduation happened, and it was as if he’d
been alerted to the fact she was now a woman. Grabbing his cell phone, he
pulled up the picture he had of them both together. She was wearing a black
dress that showed her curves off to perfection. Most people believed he should
be with some slender piece of ass who liked to run. He loved the fact Elise
refused to visit his gym, or to change.

She was so full of life and independence.

That day, he’d gripped her hip, and with her pressed
against his side, he’d felt how soft she was.

He’d dated slender women, never seeing the appeal of a
fuller woman. But with Elise, he’d wanted to take her home, and show her what
else he could be to her, other than the guy she babysat for.

After that photo, he’d taken Alicia and George home
before he’d done anything stupid.

Climbing out of the car, Jon headed inside and was slightly
shocked by the silence that met him. It had been too long since he’d had a
silent house.

Something smelled good, and he wondered what they’d
had for dinner. Entering the kitchen, he didn’t see any clue as to what she had
cooked. There was also no sign of Elise.

Dropping his keys onto the counter, he entered the
sitting room, finding her sprawled on the floor, her legs up in the air. She
was listening to something and had her earbuds in her ear.

At first he was a little disappointed that she wasn’t
listening out for his kids, and then he saw the old baby monitors she had. They
were the expensive ones but were so damn good that he’d not been able to walk
away from them. There were two in front of her, one of Alicia, and another of
George. She always made sure they were cared for.

Reaching out, he pinched her toe, and Elise screamed,
rolling over and kicking out.

He dodged her attacking feet and took a step back.

“It’s me, it’s me,” he said.

She got to her feet, tugging out her earbuds as she
did. “Damn, you scared me. I’m so sorry. I was keeping an eye on the twins.”
She reached down to grab the baby monitors. “I wasn’t ignoring them. I prefer
to listen to music, and I don’t like having the television on. It’s too much of
a distraction.”

He held his hand up. “No. I’m fine. I didn’t get
killed. I stepped out of the way. I shouldn’t have touched you until you knew I
was here.”

Elise started giggling. “I’m really sorry.”

He saw the humor as well, and began to laugh himself.

“God, I could have really hurt you.” She placed the
monitors down. “I had no idea when you were going to be coming back tonight. I
made spaghetti and meatballs. Twins love it, and they begged.”

“Was there any left for me?” He was ravenous.

“Yes, there is.”

She glided past him, and he followed, detecting a hint
of cinnamon coming from her. It was a subtle fragrance that always clung to
her. He loved cinnamon.

Elise bent over, pulling out his meal, and he couldn’t
help but admire the curves of her ass. The jeans she wore molded to her figure,
and it was driving him crazy. He wanted a feel—and a taste. His cock thickened,
and he sat down, trying his best to hide the wood that he was sporting.

“How were the kids?” he asked, trying to distract
himself.

“They were really good. I didn’t have a problem with
them. I don’t see what everyone is moaning about. They’re good kids.”

Jon grunted. “For you, yes. They like you, so they’re
good. They want you to keep on coming back.”

Neither of his kids had liked anyone else.

“They’re so sweet.” She put his plate on the counter.
“I kept it nice and warm for you.”

He loved her spaghetti and meatballs. Elise had always
been grown up for her age. She loved to cook and bake, taking care of people.

“Damn, this is just what I needed.” He took a seat and
dived in, relishing the taste of the sweet meatball in the tangy tomato sauce.
It was divine, and he couldn’t replicate it.

Jon watched as she moved around the kitchen, wiping
down counters.

His cock refused to go down, and he was finding it
hard to focus. The food was good, but he knew what he wanted, and it wasn’t to
eat.

He was starving for something else.

“Have you met anyone?”

“Pardon?” she asked, turning toward him.

“Any guy at college? Something serious?”

“Nope. Nothing serious. College isn’t about settling
down though, right? Experimenting, finding yourself.”

“I thought you didn’t need to find those things. You
already knew about them?” he asked.

She chuckled, and he loved the sound. “It has been
interesting.”

Her cheeks went a bright red, and he was curious to
know why. “Interesting how?”

Chapter Three

Elise didn’t know what to make of his questions. Jon
had never made it personal before, yet now he was.

“
Erm
, it has just been
interesting. You know. I’m not ready to settle down.”

“Are you a virgin?” he asked.

Her cheeks heated. “No. I lost that a few years ago.”
She gasped, staring wide-eyed at him.

“Good. I was always worried about the crush you had on
me.”

She didn’t know what to do. Closing her mouth in
shock, she just stood there watching him. “I think I better go.”

Before she could make it out of the room, Jon was in
front of her stopping her from moving.

Staring up the full length of his body, she couldn’t
help but be aroused by the sight of him. He was a good looking man, hot, sexy,
devilishly
good.

“You don’t have to go.”

Her heart pounded inside her chest. She wasn’t afraid
of the man in front of her. He’d never hurt her.

“You knew I had a crush on you?”

“Yes.”

She licked her dry lips, glancing over his shoulder.
At that moment, she couldn’t look him in the eye.

“You don’t have to be embarrassed,” he said.

“Are you crazy? I can’t. I’ve got to go.”

He wouldn’t move out of the way, so she stood there,
staring at him,
waiting
.

“Why am I crazy?”

“Thinking that I shouldn’t be embarrassed? There’s no
way I can’t
not
be embarrassed. You
knew all along?”

“Yes.”

“Well, I never did anything about it. So you don’t
have to worry about the crazy babysitter hitting on you.”

He lifted his arms up, holding onto the top of
doorframe. His muscles stood out, and her pussy grew slick. This was the man
she’d fantasized about when she was with the other guy she had slept with.

“That’s a shame.”

“What?”

“You’re not a babysitter anymore, Elise. You’re all
grown up.”

She scoffed. “You can’t be serious in considering
that.”

“Why not?”

“You work out with hot women every single day.”

“I run a business, Elise.” He dropped his arms and
took a step toward her. “Don’t think for a second that the women I work with
are what I want.”

“I’ve seen the pictures of the twins’ mother—”

He stopped her from talking by claiming her lips,
silencing all protest. With her hands by her side, she didn’t know what the
hell was happening.

This is all a dream.

There was no way that this was real. She couldn’t
believe it was even possible for it to happen.

Jon held her face between his palms, and he licked
along her lip.

“Open for me, baby,” he said.

She opened her lips, and then it suddenly dawned on
her.

Jon Ross, the guy she babysat for, and the guy she had
a crush on, was kissing her, and she was standing there like a statue.

Reaching out, she finally put her hands on his waist,
and he turned them, pressing her up against the wall. She gasped out.

“That’s it, put your hands on me,” he said. “God,
you’re so fucking beautiful.” He plunged his tongue into her mouth, and his
hands moved from her face, down her body, cupping her hips. He tugged her in
close. The hard ridge of his cock pressed against her front, shocking her.

He was turned on by her?

She never thought that would be possible.

“You’re so fucking soft.”

Elise had never heard him curse before, and it made
her pussy grow all slick.

“Tell me to stop, Elise. Tell me to fucking stop now?”
he asked, kissing down her neck and flicking his tongue over her pulse.

“I can’t. I don’t want to.”

She wanted this, so bad.

He moved to her shirt and started to unbutton it.
Elise was so pleased that she had the sense to put on her pale peach bra set
that she had brought yesterday.

Slowly, he revealed her bra and chest to his gaze.

She was struggling to breathe, and she stared into his
blue eyes as he stared right back at her.

Neither of them spoke, and finally, his gaze looked
down, and he moaned. “Now that is fucking pretty.”

He hadn’t unbuttoned the whole of her shirt, so he’d
only revealed her lacy bra. Jon traced his finger from her neck, down to the
edge of the lace. His touch created a path of fire that refused to be put out.
It was the most exciting thing that she had ever done in her life.

The sex at college didn’t even compare to this kind of
foreplay.

Her panties were going to be soaked with how he was
taking his time.

“You’re making my mouth water for a taste, Elise. Is
that your pussy I can smell? Are you hot for me, baby?”

“Yes.”

He fingered the lace, dipping his finger down to
stroke over her nipple.

“Tell me to stop at any time, baby.”

Elise didn’t want him to stop. This was her teenage
fantasy come true.

He pulled the lace of her bra back, exposing her
breast, doing the same with the second one.

Her cheeks were on fire, and she pressed her thighs
together, trying to relieve the pressure building inside her.

Jon pressed her breasts together, and she watched,
fascinated as he started to tongue each nipple.

 
She had nothing
to grab onto, and so she gripped his shoulders. He didn’t let up, sucking on
one nipple, then the other, alternating between the two.

The pleasure was out of this world, and it had only
just started.

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Elise had nice big tits, and the taste of her was just
exquisite. Jon flicked his tongue back and forth over one of her nipples. He
kept them pushed together, as he liked seeing how big and red they were.

His dick was threatening to punch through his pants.

He noticed the way she was pressing her thighs
together, trying to stem her own arousal. Jon wasn’t going to have any of that.

Unbuttoning the last of her shirt, he pulled it off
her body, followed by the bra, flicking the handy catch at the front.

Pulling his shirt off, he sank his fingers into her
and tugged her close. He was so damn ready to sink his cock into her pussy.

Jon had missed her, and now, he was desperate for her.

She was everything he wanted in a woman, and then
more.

Elise kissed him back with a fire and passion that
exploded in his veins. Gripping her ass, he rubbed his rock hard cock against
her pussy, watching her moan and gasp his name in between kisses.

He moved his hand between her thighs and started to
rub her. Her jeans were too tight, so he unbuttoned them, sliding the zipper
down, and pushing his hand in to touch her. She was molten already, slick,
beautiful, and so ready to have his cock.

“You’re so wet for me already, baby. Tell me you want
me.”

“I want you.”

“Fuck, baby, if I knew how much you wanted me, I’d
have never let you go away to college.” Running two fingers against her pussy,
he teased her clit, watching the pleasure dance across her face. She was so
easy to read.

It’s what he loved about her.

Fuck!

Elise had not only gotten beneath his skin, she’d also
gotten into his heart as well, and now there was no coming back from that. He
wanted her, but not just as a quick fuck. His twins loved her as well.

Pushing all thoughts of commitment aside, he simply
focused on the now. Her hot, tight pussy danced on his fingers. Moving down, he
started to fuck inside her, finding her so tight.

“God, baby, I’m going to need to get you nice and wet
for my cock.”

She whimpered, and it felt like a victory when she
started to rub his dick through his pants.

“That’s right, touch me. See how damn hard you get
me.”

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” she said.

He slammed two fingers inside her, rubbing her clit
with his thumb. “Why not? You’re not a little girl anymore, and I don’t have a
woman waiting for me. We’re both free.”

“I’m your babysitter.”

“Then I’m about to fuck my babysitter, and it’s going
to be so good.”