His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 172: Control

Moana

As I listened to Edrick playing the piano, I couldn’t wipe the smile off of my face. I wished that I could see him, but if it made him too nervous, then I was happy to just listen. He played beautifully, and I hoped that I could always hear his music from then on.

The song that he was playing came to an end, and was followed by silence. I didn’t realize it, but I had shut my eyes as I lost myself listening to the music. I opened them again and turned, expecting him to still be sitting at the piano, but he wasn’t.

He was standing right behind me, looking down at me with those glowing silver eyes.

Edrick was so close to me that I could smell his cologne coming off of his shirt and could feel his warm breath on my face. Being this close to him made me tremble, but only in a good way.

“Edrick…” I whispered, looking up to meet his gaze.

silver eyes conveying his emotion. There was something

kiss was deep and passionate, and his tongue began to work its way in between my parted lips as our breaths intertwined. I felt his arm wrap firmly around my waist, and he pulled me close. It was almost a little too rough, but at the same time it sent an excited shiver down my spine. My entire body bristled with

up further with his hands as he cupped my

away and picked me up as though I weighed nothing. I wrapped my legs around him

pushing up my nightgown as he kissed my lips. I could feel his erection through his pants, pressing against me and reminding me of the night that we first had our fated one night stand.

down to my chest, only stopping where the lace of my nightgown covered my skin. Once he reached that point, he looked up at me, as though silently asking permission to remove my nightgown. I bit my lip and nodded slowly, watching as he slid a finger under the strap and slid it off of my

was

light in his eyes faded back to gray, and he quickly covered my breast again before sitting up and putting distance between us. His face looked red with embarrassment, and he avoided my gaze. I sat up abruptly, my eyebrows knit together with

a pang in my chest

head and stood. “You have to stop releasing your scent,” he said, his voice low and stern. “It’s not fair. It

her scent yet again, and I would have to reprimand her for it later as we had agreed that she

does it matter?” I asked, standing and letting my thin nightgown fall back down around my legs. “We

replied, sounding almost annoyed. “It’s not

a couple. We sleep in the

the door to leave, but I ran after him. I wasn’t going to let him just storm off, just like he always did when we got too close and he felt the need to distance himself from me for no apparent reason. I grabbed his arm, maybe a little harder than I meant to, causing

I want to know the real reason behind why you find it so abhorrent to be intimate