Page 5 of My Broken Bodyguard 2: Ritchie & Tori

Only this woman could ever get away with calling me by my real name. “Oh, yeah, bombshell?” I slid two fingers along her wet slit,causing her to moan and arch her back toward me.

“Damn, you want this dick bad, huh?”

She nodded and muttered a quiet yes.

I flipped her, pinning her to the bed. Caressing her forehead, I peeked at my watch.

“The girls were sneaking out the back door right about now.

I inched lower. My teeth latched onto the thong waistband, and I tugged them down her thighs and legs, tossing them aside.

As my face became level with her quivering pussy, her addictive arousal filled my senses.

That damn bath gel would be the death of me.

Gliding my tongue along her folds, she bucked her pussy against my mouth as she moaned out in pleasure.

“Don’t stop,” she cried.

I knew my woman couldn’t resist my tongue.

My hands moved up to grasp both of hers firmly above her head. “You’re a naughty girl, Bianca,” I murmured against her dampened flesh.

“I am,” came her flirty response.

Reaching into my cargo pants pocket, I extracted a white zip tie. Her brown eyes widened as her jaw dropped in disbelief. “Catch, no! I said I wanted to be in control!”

I clasped the cold, hard plastic around her wrists and pulled it tight until she winced. “Ouch,” she yelped, taken aback by my action.

I glared at her with cold gray eyes. “You’re in fucking trouble, Bianca.” I grabbed hold of her ankles and secured them with another zip tie.

“Why are you doing this?” she cried.

“Because you and Tori tried to get one over on me,” I gritted out as I stood to my feet.

“My job is to protect Tori. You ladies can’t make plans behind my back.”

I tossed a change of clothes on the bed for Bianca, then I tugged on a baseball cap.

“As much as I love your sweet pussy, I won’t let your sweetness get someone killed.”

Her eyes darkened and her pouty lips tightened. “We can handle ourselves, Catch.”

Pulling a tie from the drawer, I sat on the bed beside her. “Bombshell, I know you ladies can handle yourselves. But you don’t have to do it alone anymore. Me and the guys will always help.” I gagged her mouthtightly.

“Fucking asshole,” she mumbled around the gag.

As I stood slipping the bulletproof vest over my head, my eyes raked over her skin the color of gingerbread. Fuck, she looked beautiful all tied up. I grabbed the sheet along with Bianca and hoisted her over my shoulder.

Stepping into the hallway, I met Asia’s angry gaze. Her hands were zip tied in front of her.

“Your night didn’t go as planned, huh?” I chuckled as I glanced at Romeo and Rémy escorting her outside.

Laughter rumbled in their chests.

“Not quite,” Romeo stated.

“The second you start talking sideways, Asia, I’ll gag you,” Romeo warned.

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