⋆⭒˚.⋆ ─── THE NANNY ─── ⋆⭒˚.⋆
synopsis: when trying to do the nice thing and let your boss know his wife may be unfaithful, this is definitely not what you were expecting.
pairing: chic!reader x older!rafe
w/c: 1-2k
a/n: my first fic omggg 🫣 literally never written smut in my life so keep that in mind!! constructive criticism is always appreciated 🫶🏻
content warnings: age gap (reader is early twenties rafe is late thirties/early fourties), unprotected piv, cheating, tit sucking (+play?) ‘sir’ kink, degrading, use of ‘Y/N’, hair pulling, if there's more lmk !! ❤︎︎ (i lowk got a tad bit lazy toward the end but i still think i did alright ❥)
When you sent in the application for nanny you knew your job could be messy, everyone knew working for Rafe Cameron could be intense, no matter what your job is. Although you’d been warned by family and friends about Rafe, the pay was too good to let pass.
Plus all you were doing was watching his kids a few hours a day, couldn’t be too crazy, right?
The first time you’d became suspicious of Mrs. Cameron was a few months ago, she’d just gotten back from work and you were sitting on the couch with Janey and Noah, reading them a book. “Micheal I gotta go, I just got home and I’m pretty sure you don’t want me kids hearing this.” You’d heard her murmur before hanging up and walking in to greet her children.
You’d convinced yourself you were making a big deal out of nothing, minding rich people’s business, but that didn’t stop you from being nosy. One night you actually had to convince yourself you were hearing things. You’d just put the kids down for bed and were just getting ready to leave, then you heard it. Moans, coming from Mrs. Cameron’s bedrooms, Rafe was gone for a business trip that day, of course a girl could take things into her own hands but this was different.. there was no way this wasn’t two people.
Your final straw was when she forgot her phone and left it face up on the counter one morning. The texts popping up on her screen were obscene, you seen freaky things before but these were another level.. they were from a contact with no picture, the name, “Micheal ❤️🔥”.. when she came back through the front door to grab her phone you acted completely casual, like you didn’t just see ‘Micheal’ say he wanted to bend her over his desk.
Rafe had come home early that same day but went straight to his office, he did this sometimes, coming home just to keep working. You didn’t talk to Rafe much, he was honestly a bit intimidating, you’d never seen him hug his kids or even really smile at them. You gave Noah your phone to play on as Janey watched YouTube on her iPad and got up, walking towards his office. You’d wiped your sweaty palms off on your skirt and knocked twice.
When you didn’t get a response you opened the door, before you could say anything Rafe spoke, firm and loud, “What?” He spat out. “Uhm.. I-I was just wondering if I could talk to you about something.” You say, trying and failing not to sound nervous. “Fine, sure sit down.” You sit in one of the two leather seats in front of his desk, mentally preparing for the conversation you were about to have with your boss.
“I wanted to uhm.. to talk to you about your wife.” You say, looking anywhere but at him. “My wife?” He says, looking up at you for the first time since you sat down. “Yes, I.. I think she may be cheating on you.” You spat out, letting out a breath you didn’t know you were holding in. “Cheating.” he lets out a humorless laugh “Are you stupid?” He says, his sarcastic smile dropping. You look straight at him now, your gaze on his. “Sir.. I-I’ve heard her say things.. I’m just tryin-“ he cuts you off “You think I don’t know this?” Your hearts drops, he knew? He knew?
You were speechless for a moment. “Excuse me?” You asked, still completely shocked and confused. “That whore has been cheating on me for forever, I’m only staying for the kids sake. You thought I didn’t know? Do you think I’m stupid?” You could almost laugh, the intimidating, powerful, Mr. Cameron was a cuck? Of course you’d never say that out loud.. “Uhm no.. of course not. I just.. I didn’t know you knew. I’m sorry for wasting your time sir.” You stand up, straightening your skirt out and turning on your heel to leave before he speaks. “Wait.” He says, leaving no room for argument.
You turn back around to face him. “I know why you told me.” You looked at him, confused. “Sorry?” He stands up, walking around his desk, now only about a foot away. “You thought that telling me would make me want to get back at her, with you, maybe?” Your jaw could’ve dropped at that, you were just trying to be nice and he thought you wanted to.. to sleep with him?! “I.. sir I was just trying to be nice.” You say, trying to make it as clear as possible. “No, no. Don’t deny it. I’m not the best boss, you know that. You didn’t do this out of the kindness of your heart.” He says, a grin now painting his face.
Before you can respond he takes your face in his hand. “You don’t have to be embarrassed baby, this is what you wanted right?” He said, a deeper, more sensual tone. You wanted to deny it, it literally wasn’t true. But the way he was looking at you, the way ‘baby’ fell so easily from his lips, you couldn’t help it.. “Y-yeah this is what I wanted..” With that Rafes eyes lit up, he took that as permission, taking your lips in a harsh but passionate kiss. You should’ve pushed him away, you should’ve smacked him as soon as he put his hand on your face, but instead you embraced it, putting your arms around his neck to pull him closer.
You moaned into his lips as he grabbed your thighs and lifted you up, turning you around and sitting you on his desk as you continue to kiss. He pulls away for a moment, pulling your shirt off over your head and throwing it off onto the floor and quickly doing the same to your bra. He took a moment to just look at you, “Fuuuuck you’re gorgeous..” he said, immediately going back into the kiss which was now more fiery, more driven. You worked the buttons on his shirt and he pushes it off of his shoulders.
Everything moved fast after that, his pants were at his ankles and your skirt was lying under you. Rafe moves down, kissing your neck, then your collarbones, then he gets down to your chest, staring at your breasts. You couldn’t even comprehend what was happening before you felt his mouth on one swirling his tongue around the soft nipple, his hand was on the other, pinching it as it hardens, leaving you to let a small whimper out. He smirks against your skin and comes back up to your neck, kissing it once more before turning you around and bending you over his desk.
He pushes your panties to the side and lets out a cocky chuckle as he runs his fingers under them. “You’re fucking soaked baby..” Even though your face was pressed into the desk you could practically hear the smile on his face. Before you could respond his fingers were in you, scissoring them to hit that perfect spot. You let out a loud moan and Rafe pulls them out, leaving you to whine at the loss. He grabs your hair pulling it back hard and rough, his face now next to yours. “Gotta be quiet, can’t have the kids knowing their nanny is a little slut for daddy..”
With that he let your hair go, your face now pressed make against the cold wood of his desk. Quickly he slides his boxers down, his dick leaking precum already. Before he does anything he rubs just the tip over your wet slit, making gasp and slap your hand over your mouth to suppress a moan. Finally, he pushes into you without warning, long and thick around you.
He stays like that for a moment and then starts moving. He fucked into you hard and deep, but not rushed, just passionate. You bite your lip to suppress your moans, some slipping out anyway.
Finally he lets go, going fast, hitting spots that make you see stars, that make you feel something you’ve never felt. You can see him but you can tell his suppressing his own moans as well. “You like that? Huh?” He says, breathlessly in between thrusts. “Like being a whore for your boss?” You can’t even respond fucked dumb, nodding thoughtlessly. You feel yourself getting closer, and closer, each and every thrust.
“I’m— fuck I’m gonna..” you can’t even finish, your release crashing over you like a truck, your legs shaky and sore. His release comes seconds after, warm inside you, you couldn’t bring yourself to worry about that at the moment. You hear him zip his pants up, exhaling tiredly. You stand up finally, your legs still shaky, your hair messy, your face flushed.
He looks completely normal, like he hadn’t just wrecked you. You stand there, waiting for him to say something, anything. After a few moments of silence he speaks up. “What? Get dressed and get back to the kids already, don’t need them walking in here wonderin’ what you’re doing.” You just nod, still out of breath. You grab your shirt and pull it on, along with your skirt, straightening them out before leaving.
You don’t say anything as you walk out the door, you just leave, wondering how your meant to go on like you didn’t get destroyed by your boss..
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