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.

conveying his emotion. There was something harsh and dominant

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 titillation; finally, after seemingly becoming closer to me after the most recent weeks, I could

the nape of my neck. He tilted my chin up further with his hands as he cupped my face. I felt a soft, involuntary moan escape my lips, and I pressed my hands up against

up as though I weighed nothing. I wrapped my legs

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

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 shoulder. The fabric fell down and exposed my round, milky white breast in the moonlight. Goosebumps were already raised on my skin, and my n****e was hard. I wanted him to kiss my breasts. I

was

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

in my chest as I

his voice

her scent yet again, and I would have to reprimand her for it later as we had agreed that she would ask for permission first. But at the same time, I didn’t fully

asked, standing and letting my thin nightgown fall back down around my

sounding almost annoyed. “It’s not

my brow. “I’m carrying your baby,” I said. My voice was beginning to raise slightly. “We’ve announced ourselves publicly as a couple. We sleep in the same bed, for goodness’ sake. Why do we need

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

too long. I want to know the real reason behind why you find it so