Bodyguard (18+)
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Last published Sat, Jun 15, 2019
Bodyguard is a stand-alone story with steamy scenes and bad language. This story is recommended for readers 18+
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"What's my name?" He growl as he heads straight for her , with no deference to who she was or her time or her privacy or whatever the hell she might be doing in her bedroom.
She gasp as he grips her hair in his thick tattooed hand , yanking her head back until her head is upturned to look at him , only him .
"I don't remember ". She whispers
"Say it" he cups her breast over her shirt, and even though his skin doesn't touch hers , her skin feels like it's on fire . She wants him. She wants to beg him to take her until she screams his name .
"I told you , I don't remember," she whispered, she was a lier.
He growls, the sound low and long like a wild animal." I'm going to make you mine . I'm going to make you moan until the only thing you is my name , I'm going to make you moan it over and over , until there's no other words on your lips, until there's nothing else you can think of ."
She wasn't going to say his name . No matter what. He wasn't going to brake her .
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