Free Naughty Nanny (Wealthy Taboo Bareback Steamy Romance) by Nikki Wild

Consequences:
     
     
     
    "Has anyone seen my purse?" I said, looking about the room. Mr. and Ms. Stone got home later than I expected and I couldn't remember where I'd put it. In her normal bitchy way, Ms. Stone just frowned at me, throwing her arms up in the air. She was always in a bad mood. I was only here because they were going through divorce proceedings. With all of Mr. Stone’s money and assets, the whole thing had become a dragged-out mess, and they seemed to be spending more time in a lawyer’s office every day.
     
    Tonight had been no exception. It was almost 10:00 at night and they both looked frazzled from a long evening hashing things out.
     
    It worked for me, I guess. I’d been their nanny since even before their messy split, and all these extra hours meant for a much bigger paycheck.
     
    "It's back here Lily..." Devlin shouted down the hall.
     
    I froze, staring at the hallway. I forgot it in the bedroom! I padded down the hall quickly, hoping Devlin wouldn't ask too many questions about why I was in there. I was supposed to be babysitting, not hanging out in his bed.
     
    "Oh God thanks Mr. Stone!" I said softly, jogging over to the nightstand. As always, I bent over just a bit too far, my black yoga pants outlining my ass. I let out a little giggle as I picked up the white leather bag. Devlin’s breathing was shallow, and I loved messing with him like this. I could feel his eyes burning holes in me as I turned, smiling at him.
     
    I gazed up at his hard chiseled face, muscles flexed in his neck and jawline. The divorce may have been bad for him financially, but GOOD GOD did it do wonders for his body. What little time he didn’t spend at work or in a courthouse, he was spending at the gym. I guess he needed something to get his frustrations out…
     
    I just wished that he could maybe take some of those frustrations out on me.
     
    Devlin was sweating, his brow furrowed and lips tight. I stared at him a moment, holding the purse tight, my voice caught in my throat.
     
    He knew.
     
    My eyes darted back to my purse, the little red book sitting awkwardly inside, clasp undone. He'd been reading it! My cheeks went red as I turned back toward the hall. I had to get out of here...
     
    "Thanks Mr. Stone." I said, trying to get away. His hand caught me, the tan fingertips contrasting against my pale skin, pulling me back to face him. “You’re welcome,” he said softly, releasing my hand and watching me as I trotted back out as fast as I could.
     
    Devlin followed me out, money in his hand. "Don't worry honey, I already paid her!" Ms. Stone said, smiling. I tried not to make eye contact, keeping my face turned.
     
    "Thanks again so much for being here Lilly!" Ms. Stone said softly.
     
    "No problem Ms. Stone! Any time you need me," I replied, trying to keep my cool.
     
    "I know everything has been a bit of a mess, but please tell me you’re still going to be around when all of this is over," Ms. Stone said, a thin smile on her face.
     
    "Probably get REALLY bored if I didn’t! Besides, this job is putting me through college," I said laughing. Devlin ’s eyes were like lasers, watching the way my chest rose and fell inside my tight t-shirt. I wasn’t wearing a bra, my tiny little nipples poking out against the cloth, the shirt clinging to every little inch of my 22 year old body. I’d worn it just for him, even though he was always so careful not to look… Now I was under his full gaze and I wondered if this was what I really wanted… His breathing had become shallow, and if he wasn't careful, the reaction in his pants was going to become a problem...
     
    "Well, I guess I’d better go. It's getting late!”
     
    “We’re so sorry about that Lily,” Ms. Stone replied, “We didn’t mean to stay out so long… This whole divorce… It just takes time. Can I offer you a ride home?”
     
    “It’s ok Ms. Stone, I understand. I can take the bus, really,” I whispered, drawing away