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I smile. "Boiling water isn't as easy as it looks."
"Apparently not." She finishes the last of the macaroons before she continues, "I want someone who can come in a few times a day, five days a week and prepare meals for the kids."
Being a private chef for pre-schoolers may not have been my optimum choice but it was going to pay my bills and allow me to save for my culinary dreams.
"I love cooking for kids." I'm not sure where those words come from. I've never cooked for a child in my life.
"Occasionally I may need you to work an evening to prepare a dinner for me and any guests I might have, but as a rule, it's just going to be you, the nanny and the kids eating. You'll be on your way home by seven every night."
I just nod in response. I'm so close to grabbing this I can almost taste it.
"Here's the detail sheet I've been handing out to the other applicants." She reaches into her desk drawer and removes one single sheet of white paper. "Salary, benefits, hours and all that jazz is on there."
I glance down briefly and I have to hold back a gasp at the number staring back at me. The weekly stipend is more than I made in a month being an EMT.
"When can you start?" She holds the empty china plate I brought with me in her hand.
"This afternoon." I push myself to my feet.
Chapter 9
"Jesus, Jessica." He pulls a heavy breath through clenched teeth as his hands pull gently on my hair. "Where the fuck did you learn how to suck cock?"
I moan at the words. I haven't been in Nathan's hotel room more than ten minutes and already I'm naked, on my knees with his heavy, beautiful cock in my mouth.
"Like that. Fuck, just like that." He leans back against the couch, his dress shirt still buttoned, his pants hanging open.
I pull him from my mouth before I race my tongue over the crown. My hands circle the root, gliding up and down it as I suck on just the tip.
"Christ," he pants as he grows thicker and wider beneath my touch.
I groan as I'm forced to open my mouth even more. I adjust my knees on the carpet of the floor not caring what I look like. Not minding that my body is on full display. All I want is the reward his body is going to offer to me when he reaches his climax.
"Suck it, baby." He grabs my hair harder, controlling the rhythm.
One of my hands bolt to the couch behind him for stability. He's fucking my mouth so hard. His hips moving in a steady beat. I suck him harder, pulling more and more of him into my mouth.
"You're so good." The words are deep and heavy with desire.
I look up. His long lashes are fluttering closed, his eyes rolled back in his head. I'm giving him exactly what he gave me last week. I want that. I want him to feel that.
I pull my grasp away from the couch and cup his heavy, full balls in my hand. I'm compensated with a pull on my hair.
"You're going to make me come." He thrusts harder into my mouth as I pump the thick vein with my hand.
"Yes," I whisper around his flesh. Yes, please, come. Come for me.
"Stop," he moans. His body trying to pull away from mine. "I'm going to come."
I push harder into him, forcing his cock deeper down my throat. I shake my head slightly. I won't pull back. I need this.
"Fuck," he growls as the first shot of heat hits the back of my throat. I moan at the sensation. I brace myself for more.
He pumps harder as he fills my throat with his desire. I struggle to handle it all. It's so much. I've never done this before. I almost gasp at the sensation but I can't stop. My body won't let me. I'm so aroused and wanting.
He pulls back as he softens slightly in my mouth. I feel his legs trembling. His hand is grabbing the edge of the couch tightly.
I look up and he's staring down at me, a wide grin enveloping his handsome face. I smile back, my tongue slowly gliding over my lips.
