Caitlyn’s had a crush on Mr. Radcliffe for months, but he’s older, successful, and married, and silly fantasies only get a girl in trouble. Besides, babysitting for the Radcliffes is a great part-time job and she’d never risk letting her feelings show if it could cost her all that.
But Mr. Radcliffe – wealthy, handsome, and used to getting his way – isn’t nearly so skittish about recognizing what he wants and deciding to take it. And as weeks go by, the older man starts to realize that’s exactly how he feels about the pretty young woman he’s hired to watch his children.
And once she’s his, the fun’s only started, because a man like Mr. Radcliffe never does things half-heartedly. What starts out as a sweet, forbidden romance starts to push her boundaries in a hurry, and when she inadvertantly shows up while he has several friends visiting, she finds herself the center of some very intense attention.
Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, a mature man of the house and a young inexperienced babysitter, forbidden desires, rough first time sex, group sex, dominance and submissiveness. All characters are 18 or older.
Excerpt:
He cocked his head slightly at the phrase, and again his eyes lingered on her blushing face and wandered slowly over her. It was as though she could physically feel his gaze following the soft curves of her body.
He put a hand out and again brushed a strand of hair out of her face. This time his fingers lingered on her cheek. “It’s really nice knowing that someone I trust is here when I’m away.”
Her blush deepened. “I … I’m glad I …” she began, but stopped herself before she could speak her true feelings.
But it had been enough.
“Caitlyn, you’re a really lovely young woman,” Mr. Radcliffe said. His thumb was resting lightly against her cheek and his hand encircled the base of her head. She felt his fingers in her hair. “It took me a little while to notice, but now that I’ve seen it I really can’t look away.”
Caitlyn felt her heart rising in her chest, pounding in her throat. The light brush of his fingers on her skin and in her hair was sending a feeling of warmth and excitement deep, deep into her. She looked into his eyes. She was lost for words, but she knew the desire she’d been fighting to hide was now plain on her face.