My Not-So-Innocent Babysitter (Forbidden Fantasies #77) Read Online S.E. Law

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Forbidden Tags Authors: Series: Forbidden Fantasies Series by S.E. Law
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Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25463 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
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As a result, I creep by the kitchen, making sure not to disturb them. Sure enough, my beautiful babysitter’s there, cuddling my daughter as they giggle together, their blonde heads bent close.

Immediately my cock hardens because if Gigi’s not my type, then Paisley’s exactly my type. My teenage babysitter is lush and curvy, with the innocent eyes of an angel, and the figure of a Botticelli Venus. As usual, she’s dressed in a baby t-shirt that highlights that generous bust as well as tight denim that shows off that narrow waist before flaring out into wide hips and a big behind. This is the kind of female body that I’m attracted to, and I have no idea why the fuck I’m going out with Gigi again. In fact, I have half a mind to call off my date tonight.

But instead, I frown and make my way up the stairs to my bedroom. Goddamn. I’m forty-year-old billionaire. I should be doing what I want, and yet here I am, about to waste some of my precious time going out with a gangly broomstick of a woman. Unfortunately, I know why, too. When I was younger, it was about being seen at the right places with the right people, and part of that was being seen with women that society generally considers “hot.” But these days? I snort. Now, I don’t give a fuck what other people think. I just want to put my daughter to bed before taking my babysitter hard and unprotected as she screams my name.

But therein lies the issue. Even though Paisley’s in college, I know she’s not eighteen yet and even I won’t cross that line. I may be an amoral motherfucker, but I’m not ready to become the next feature on America’s Most Wanted. Instead, she mentioned something last time about her birthday coming up, and I’ve been meaning to make a call to the babysitting agency to discreetly inquire about her age. I’ll say something about providing a generous birthday bonus, or maybe getting our favorite babysitter a gift from my daughter. But of course, my true purpose is to find out whether Paisley’s finally crossed the threshold into legal adulthood – and total fuckdom.

Yeah, I’m an asshole that way. Feeling better, I make my way into my room before grabbing my phone from its charging station by the bed. Then, I head to the bathroom to take a leak before leaving, and stare into the mirror a bit. Yep, it’s still me. A handsome motherfucker with black hair, piercing blue eyes, and the body of a Greek god. I work hard for this shit, and as a result, at forty I’m in better shape than men half my age.

Suddenly, my ears prick when I hear a noise from outside. Was that the bedroom door snicking open? That seems strange because just moments ago, Paisley and Tatum were downstairs in the middle of dinner. Could they have finished dinner, and are now playing hide and seek? Still, that doesn’t seem the case. As a result, I stay motionless, waiting for the intruder to make herself known.

Sure enough, through the open bathroom door, I see Paisley sneak inside. The curvy blonde has no idea that actually, she’s not alone because I’m in the en suite. I should say something to make my presence known, but instead, I stay totally motionless because what the hell is my babysitter doing? She’s pacing around my bedroom, frowning while sizing up various pieces of furniture. This is fucking weird. I get that people snoop, but usually they’re opening your underwear drawer or rifling through the items on your nightstand. Instead, Paisley’s now lifting the cushion on the bay window seat, like she’s going to find a gift beneath it. What the hell?

I stay completely still and silent as she moves about my room like a creeper, inspecting various pieces of furniture. Is she thinking about stealing that huge armoire to sell it on eBay? It seems unlikely seeing that it’s about two tons and double her height. But then the beautiful blonde appears to give up, and plops down on my bed with her shoulders sagging. Whatever she was looking for, she obviously didn’t find it. Serves her right.

Still, the teenage girl is unbelievably gorgeous. Her tight t-shirt is a light pink color which highlights her plush pout, and those blonde curls fall in gentle waves about her shoulders. Her tits are huge, straining at the thin fabric, and I can even see the pebbles of her nipples through the cotton. Fuck, what size is she? Double D, at the very least, judging from the sway and heft of those melons.

Like an asshole, I reach down and free my member from my pants. It’s so sick to be doing this, but my babysitter turns me on and I can see Paisley’s reflection in the mirror, even if she hasn’t noticed me yet. Her cheeks are a rosy color, and as I watch, she tilts her head back, exposing the long, swan-like curve of her neck. God, she’s gorgeous.



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