Page 77 of My Broken Bodyguard 3: Catch & Bianca

He didn’t give a fuck about my bonnet. That made me love him more.

Catch flipped on the lamp that rested on the nightstand. I squinted due to the light. His hooded eyes roved over my skin.

“Put my pierced cock into your soaked pussy.”

I tilted my head to the side. “How do you know I’m wet?”

Catch slid his index finger along my folds, then stuck his finger into his mouth and sucked. “Damn good; and wet.”

“My pussy loves your dick.”

He arched a brow. “Tell me you love my cock.”

I rolled my eyes. “Catch, I love your dick.”

“You never say cock. Say it.”

“Catch, black girls don’t say cock.”

“You will now. I want to hear you say it while slide down.”

“Fine.” I held his shaft and eased down his dick.

The cold piercing penetrated my opening and my head instantly fell back. “Daddy, I love your cock,” I moaned.

“Fuck,” he groaned as his callused hands caressed my stomach.

Catch’s lust for me looked so fucking yummy.

The way I bounced up and down, you would’ve thought I hadn’t fucked him in days. It was only a few hours ago that he made mad passionate love to me.

“Baby, tell me you love me like you did when we made love,” I begged.

Catch sat up and took control. His strong hands bounced my pussy up and down his dick. His teeth bit into my neck as he hit that spot inside of me that made me stupid for him.

My fingers massaged his scalp. “I love you, Callum. So fucking much.”

He chuckled against my skin. “I’m starting to believe you love my dick just a little more.”

“Shut up and come with me. I want to cream all over your cock.”

“Fuck, bombshell, you’re killing me. I’m so addicted to you. I don’t know how I’ll be able to leave you here,” he moaned as he slammed into that spot that pushed me over the edge.

My body trembled in his arms as he finally removed his teeth from my neck.

“Damn, I love us. You’re all I want,” he admitted as we came together.

It was another magical love making session with my forever man. He tossed my body onto the bed. Catch trailed kisses down my body. “I love you, baby.” He circled his tongue along my stomach.

“I can never get enough of you, Bianca.” He sucked and slurped our combined mix.

It wasn’t weird that he drank our cum. I’d done it many times. It was us. If anything, the move made me feel like we were one. Despite my disappointment about getting married. He was the man I desired in this world. He was my everything. The man who took care of me. The man who loved me like I was the first and only woman he ever loved. Now that I thought about it. I was the only woman he ever loved.

My fingers twirled in his hair. “Catch,” I purred as I gripped his golden locks within my fingers.

“Baby,” I’m coming again,” I roared as I dug the heels of my bare feet into his muscled back.

“Come, baby, I want to drink every drop of your come,” he slurred.

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