Breeding The Babysitter #12: Rosie: Breeding the Babysitter, #12

By Arwen Rich and Cherry Poppins

Every time Rosie looks at Roy Halliday, the father of the children she babysits, she aches inside. Even though he's nearly twice her age, she thinks about him at night while she gasps beneath her sheets; imagines him between her thighs, giving her the pleasure she longs for...

 

But she doesn't just fantasize about him giving her pleasure. She wants him to give her a baby.

 

Sometimes, in the intense green gaze of his eyes, she imagines that she can see a similar longing.

 

But is it really just her imagination?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Arwen Rich
• Release date: Dec 11, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393121756

Arwen Rich

Arwen loves to pen her hottest fantasies. Though best known for her paranormal romance shorts featuring curvy women and alpha shapeshifters, she is currently writing erotica: primarily impregnation and group sex. Arwen aims to satisfy, and hopes you enjoy her stories!

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#12: Rosie

Breeding the Babysitter: 30 Pack!

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#12: Rosie

She had never planned for this to be her life. When she had graduated, she had fully planned on going to school for dance. And for a while, things had been going according to plan. But a devastating injury to her ankle at only twenty years old had stolen that dream from her. There had been no backup plan, no fallback. Rosie Manning had placed all of her eggs in that basket, and with it gone, she had been left scrambling.

The live-in nannying position had seemed like a dream come true. A place to live, steady, full-time employment. The pay was good, and upon meeting the family, she had decided that, yes, she could do this. A single dad, two sweet little girls. Immediately, Rosie had been taken with both.

Rosie! The voice squeaked from the bed, bright green eyes peeking out from beneath the covers. You gotta give bedtime kisses, me n’ Teddy can’t sleep without them! Michaela held out a ratted old bear, once her older sister’s, a hopeful look on her face.

Of course, sweetheart. Rosie laughed. Fingers ran through ebony locks, pushing back a stray curl as she settled on the bed beside the little girl, pressing a kiss to the Teddy bears nose obediently. She couldn’t lie that working with Lia and Michaela, some instinct had seized her heart more often than cared to admit. How often had she found herself sitting at one of the girls’ bedsides, stroking through their hair, watching protectively as the children slept?

Michaela Halliday, I know you aren’t wheedling for more kisses and less sleep. It was a deep rumble, an amused chuckle following from behind Rosie. Immediately, her chest tightened in anticipation. Green eyes followed the source, cheeks flushed. Ah, and there was the only thing that made her job difficult. Roy Halliday. From the long crimson hair, firm musculature, rough stubble that always covered his jaw. That deep voice that so often left her quivering. God, he made her feel things she’d never felt before.

It’s alright, Roy, I don’t mind giving one extra kiss to Teddy so he can sleep. Rosie promised, laughing softly