She removed her hand. Bianca bit her lip. The anticipation was almost too much for her. “Then hurry up and do it already.”
Sam grabbed her hips and yanked Bianca toward her, the hard length of the strap-on meeting her wet slit.
“So demanding.” She pushed forward slowly, drawing the shaft up and down, skimming the tip over Bianca’s clit. “Where are your manners?”
Bianca closed her eyes, need sending a moan echoing from her lips. But no matter how wide she opened her legs, she couldn’t entice Sam to enter her. Instead, Sam reached down to tease Bianca’s nipples with her fingertips, brushing and stroking, pinching and squeezing. It was too much for Bianca to take.
“Please,” she whispered.
Sam leaned close, the tip of the strap-on toying with Bianca’s throbbing entrance. “What was that? I couldn’t hear you.”
A whimper tumbled from Bianca’s chest. “Please!”
Sam brought her lips to Bianca’s ear, hot breath singeing her skin. “I didn’t quite catch that.”
“Please, Sam!” Bianca pulled at the ropes binding her to the headboard. “I need you. Please!”
Purring with satisfaction, Sam took hold of Bianca’s waist. In the space of a breath, Sam was inside her, the entire length of the strap-on buried deep in Bianca’s core.
Bianca let out a groan. She hadn’t known how much she’d needed Sam until this moment. It was as if they were always meant to be joined like this. And as Sam began moving inside her, it was all Bianca could do to keep herself from succumbing to the pleasure.
“I know I get you all hot and bothered,” Sam said, her voice a husky whisper. “But I didn’t know you’d be this wet.”
Bianca’s only response was a fevered murmur. What else could she do in the face of her bodyguard’s full force? Sam was not a woman who contained herself in bed. As soon as she had a hold on Bianca’s body, she didn’t let go.
And as Sam thrust inside her, Bianca was powerless to do anything but wrap her hands around the ropes binding her wrists and lock her legs around Sam’s waist, riding the tempest that was her bodyguard.
“I’m going to spend this whole night fucking you like this,” Sam said between heavy kisses to Bianca’s lips and neck.
Bianca wanted to kiss her back. But how could she when she couldn’t stop moaning, couldn’t stop gasping, couldn’t stop herself from screaming as she came closer and closer to touching a paradise that would whisk her away from all her worldly troubles?
It only took seconds for her to reach it. When her orgasm hit, it was with the force of an earthquake. Her back arched, her whole body trembling as pleasure rocked her, spreading from deep in her core to every inch of her body, drawn out by the intense sensations shaking her from within.
And Sam didn’t stop. Her thrusts continued, not only until Bianca was right at the brink again, but until Sam’s own breaths rose and her body clenched. This time, they came together, locked in a climax so strong that it shook the room around them.
When they fell back to earth, Sam drew the still bound Bianca into her arms, peppering her face with kisses.
Bianca sighed into Sam’s lips. Her bodyguard had once claimed she didn’t ‘do things gently.’ But she sure knew how to make Bianca feel safe in her arms.
That was all that she wanted. Because everything was crumbling around her. And Bianca needed to feel that despite the chaos and uncertainty of it all, there was someone in her world who truly saw her, and would protect her no matter what.