Page 14 of My Broken Bodyguard 3: Catch & Bianca

The couch dipped to my right as my fingers flew across the keys.

“What are you working on?” Catch asked.

“On one of my projects,” I said as I closed my laptop.

The girls and I were all set for tomorrow night.

“I’m ready to watch the movie.” I placed the laptop on the coffee table.

Catch picked up the remote, then pressed play. He pulled me closer and nibbled my ear. “While the movies playing, I want your eyes glued to the TV while I lick and slurp your needy pussy.”

My fingers fisted his shirt.

“Catch, I-I don’t know.”

“Yes, you do, Bianca. You want my mouth. My cock. You wanted my lips on your body the second our eyes met the other day.”

He kneaded my pebbled nipple with his thumb and forefinger through my dress. “Now tell Daddy how you really feel about him.” He trailed kisses along my neck.

“Catch, I’m losing control.”

“I know, sweetheart. That’s something that will happen a lot when we’re together. You can admit it now or one day soon when you’re lying in my bed. Make no mistake...”

Catch tugged my hair, exposing my neck. “...You are mine,” he growled, clamping his teeth on my flesh.

“Catch, you’re making it impossible to resist you.”

“That’s what I want,” he snickered.

He placed my leg at his side, spreading me wide. My pussy pulsed, begging for his fingers and tongue.

“Catch,” I’m not that experienced.

His teeth dug into the side of my neck as his fingers left my nipple and circled my clit. “So what? Anything I think you need to know, I’ll teach you.”

“Catch, I’m a nerd. Books and computers are my favorite pastime,” I moaned, placing my hand over his as he sped up his pace.

“Soon, Bombshell, my tongue and dick will be your favorite everything.”

My eyes rolled into the back of my head. “Catch, this is crazy.”

He removed his hand and mouth from my body and sat back. Catch took two fingers and squeezed the bridge of his nose. Then his gray eyes met mine.

“I got it. This analogy will make perfect sense and this conversation will be over.”

My brows lowered. “No, it won’t.”

“Damn, that sassy mouth is hot. Keep it up and I’ll slide my dick inside and watch in delight as you play with your pussy while you suck me off.”

“I’m not-”

He shut me up with a dirty kiss. “Listen to me, bombshell,” he said, sitting back staring into my eyes.

“Our relationship is like an arranged marriage. The only difference is I made it that way for us. We will get to know each other along the way.” He pointed between us. “This is permanent.”

My eyes widened.

“We’ll spend a lot of time together. I need to learn everything about you.”

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