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The Bodyguard Affair

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Bianca untucked her legs from beneath Sam and wrapped them around the woman’s light but powerful waist. “Just fuck me already.”

Instead, Sam took Bianca’s wrists, pinning them to the arm of the couch above her head. She fought against her bodyguard’s hold, but it was futile. The more Bianca struggled, the more her desire grew.

Sam was right where Bianca needed her. On top of her. Grinding against her. Threatening to tear her dress away from her body. I don’t care. I’ll get another one. Just take me now. Take me away from it all.

But as she waited for Sam to start ripping off clothes, the bodyguard pulled back abruptly, tossing Bianca’s legs aside and getting to her feet.

“Oh, come on,” Bianca groaned. “Why are you stopping?”

“There’s something I need to go get.” Sam caught her breath and smoothed the stray hairs that had come out of her bun. “Go wait for me in your bedroom. I expect to find you there when I get back.”

There was no arguing about it. Sam walked not only out of the living room, but out of the apartment, shutting the door behind her.

“Come on!” Bianca expressed her frustration to the cavernous living room around her, attracting the attention of Spike, who had been napping under the hall table. He poked his head out before running off to hide in the guest bathroom.

Bianca pulled herself up from her couch, stripping off her dress and tights as she made her way to the bedroom. As she tossed them to the floor, she glanced at herself in the full-length mirror in the corner. At least she’d worn matching underwear today.

She lay down on the bed and stretched out, arranging herself in a pose that would make an enticing sight for Sam when she returned. But not a moment later, she remembered she was still wearing her insulin pump.

As she got up to detach it, placing it securely on the dresser by the door, she heard the front door of her apartment open. She donned her poutiest face as Sam entered, a duffel bag dropping at her feet.

“You were supposed to wait for me in here,” she said. “Were you about to up and leave like that?”

“Maybe. You were taking too long.” Bianca returned to sit on the edge of the bed, curls twisting around a fidgety finger. “You can’t get a girl all worked up and then run out the door. What kind of moron are you?”

But Bianca’s taunts had no effect on Sam. “Try to push my buttons all you want. I let you get away with your games before, but not anymore. The harder you push, the less inclined I am to give you what you want.”

Bianca stripped off her bra and dropped it to the floor seductively. “Maybe I should come over there and make you give it to me.”

Sam said nothing as she unzipped her bag and pulled out some black rope. “You’re not going to be making me do anything tonight.”

“Damn.” Bianca pulled herself onto the bed, stretching out on her side as Sam tossed the ropes onto the bedding beside her. “You really are a control freak.”

“Maybe. But you know what I think?” Sam crept onto the bed, grabbing one of Bianca’s wrists and pulling it toward the headboard. “I think you like giving up control.”

Bianca gave Sam her sweetest smile. “Isn’t it great that we met?”

She tightened the rope around Bianca’s wrist. It was soft, but firm in its hold. Sam secured it to the top corner of the bed before doing the same to the other wrist. Bianca pulled against the ropes attaching her to her headboard, but they didn’t budge.

She was completely at the mercy of a woman whose idea of a good time was to spank her until she begged for release. And she couldn’t think of anything she wanted more.

Satisfied with her knots, Sam slid off the bed, removing her jacket and shirt and slipping off her pants. Bianca had already seen her naked, but somehow, seeing her in just her underwear was the hottest thing Bianca had seen in her short life. The black sports bra and boxer-style briefs only enhanced Sam’s muscular but womanly physique.

And Sam made no move to strip down any further, instead returning to her duffel bag. What came out of it next excited Bianca even more than the ropes.

“What are you going to do with that thing?” she asked from the bed as Sam prepared her strap-on for use. “And why do you have all this stuff with you in myfamily’s suite?”

Sam pulled the straps of the harness, fastening them snugly around her hips and ass. “In my line of work, you learn to always be prepared.”

“Are you talking about the ropes?” Bianca nodded toward the strap-on. “Or that?”

“Both.” Sam crawled onto the bed. “You never know when some spoiled brat will need taming.”

Bianca gasped as her underwear was pulled down her legs and her thighs were pried apart, Sam positioning herself between them.

“Taming?” she teased. “Is that what this is to you?”

Sam clamped her hand over Bianca’s mouth. “Yes. I’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll forget about everything that’s in your head right now.”



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