Page 17 of Burning for the Bodyguard

“Fuck, already wet for me, Firecracker?”

“Since last night,” she gasps. “I ache.”

“Poor little Firecracker. Don’t worry. I’ll take care of that ache.”

Her mouth falls open on a soundless moan as I reach up with my other hand and pinch her nipple. Her hips lift off the bed as more of her sweet juices slick the folds of her pliant flesh. I splay my hands on her white thighs, pushing them wider to reveal her gleaming pink slit and puckered asshole.

Chastity’s hands move to cover her intimate flesh, but I ease them away.

“No. Let me see you,” I growl, drinking in the sight of her like a man contemplating his last meal.

I lower my head and inhale her feminine scent before delving into her with one sumptuous lick. Teasing my thumb around the ring of muscle guarding her entrance, I watch, fascinated, as her pussy seizes and pulses, clenching around emptiness.

“This little cunt is begging to be filled, isn’t it, Firecracker?”

“Y-yes. Please,” she mumbles, head thrown back, cheeks flushed, fingers digging into my shoulders.

So. Fucking. Beautiful.

I tease my tongue along her outer folds before chasing her little nub, batting it from side to side with quick flicks. Each time I catch it just right, she gasps and trembles. I sink my finger into her tight channel, cursing as her muscles suck at my thick digit.

“Jesus Christ, your little cunt is going to strangle my cock, Firecracker.”

Chastity looks down her body at me, her hips bucking and twitching as my tongue rolls, slips, and slides over her like those damned cupcakes she loves so much.

Her eyes widen, and her trembles increase. “Xander!”

“Give it to me, Firecracker. I won’t stop until you beg me to.”

“Oh, God. There. Right there. Don’t stop!”

“Never.” I feast as she writhes, sinking another finger into her wet heat.

That does it. Chastity comes apart in a jumble of unintelligible words and soft cries. I hold her down, licking and sucking her through her orgasm until she slumps into the mattress, her breasts juddering with her heavy breaths.

“Too much,” she begs as I give her over-sensitized nub one final lick.

Wiping my mouth, I crawl up her body until I’m resting my cheek on her stomach. Sliding my arms beneath her to palm her ass, I find the perfect place to rest my weight as we both catch our breath. My heart pounds to the throb of her pussy where it’s nestled against my chest.

“Never lose these soft curves, Firecracker,” I mutter, abrading her tender skin with my stubble.

Her swallow is audible. “I won’t.”

I move the rest of the way up her body, claiming her swollen lips in a heated kiss.

“I want you,” Chastity murmurs against my mouth, reaching between us to stroke my turgid cock over my jeans.

A growl reverberates through my chest, and all sense of control washes away in a rush. I capture her lips in a violent kiss as I grapple with the zip of my jeans. Chastity helps, pushing my boxers down with the denims.

“I’m clean, Firecracker. Please tell me you’re on the pill.”

“Implant,” she huffs. Her eyes widen as she sees my cock. “You weren’t lying about it being a beast,” she says, licking her lips nervously.

I chuckle. “Don’t worry, Firecracker. You can take me.”

Chastity reaches for me, sliding her hand down my back to cup my ass cheek. “Hurry. Need you inside me.”

“Fuck,” I grunt, her plea turning me into a frenzied creature of lust.

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