Page 97 of My Broken Bodyguard 3: Catch & Bianca

Her tongue toyed with the piercing on my cock, causing me to groan.

She slurped up the bead of pre-cum. “You taste so good,” Bianca moaned in pleasure.

“Your pierced dick is a fucking superstar in our relationship,” Bianca said with a sly wink, before taking my cock into her mouth.

I raised an eyebrow. "My tongue doesn't get any love?"

She reached over and turned off the water before returning her attention to my cock. Bianca slid her hand up and down my shaft. She shivered before my eyes. Bianca brought my cock to her lips, sucking the tip again.

“Mmm, your tongue is a rock star. It's given me so many orgasms,” she purred before attempting to take me back into her mouth.

I gripped her hair again. “Bombshell, I want to come in your pussy.”

“Callum, we can’t have sex in the tub. It’s full of soap.”

I released her hair and climbed into the tub across from her.

“After I clean your beautiful body, I’ll fuck you against the bathroom wall so my father can’t hear my future wife screaming at the top of her lungs.” A devilish smile curled my lips.

Bianca planted her sudsy foot on my chest. A knowing smirk ghosted her pretty pouty lips. I picked up the sponge and poured a generous amount of bath gel on it. The delicious, flowery fragrance wafted up my nose.

“Damn, I love your scent,” I muttered as I glided the sponge along her leg the color of gingerbread.

“Your addiction to the soap is a little obsessive,” she chuckled. Her laugh was laced with uncertainty.

Did she think I didn’t love her with all my fucking heart? Yes, the soap sent my dick to attention every time I was near her. If I smelled the same scent on another woman, it would immediately send me running to my woman.

“Baby, I’m addicted to you. The soap is an added bonus. I don’t want you to get that misconstrued.”

I leaned forward, running the sponge along her mound. “Bombshell, I can assure you I’d still want to marry you if you didn’t use the soap.”

She inched forward. “Are you sure about this? About us? You don’t have to marry me if you don’t want to. We’re together forever, remember?” she gulped.

Yeah, she knew I was about to light her pretty ass up. In the most delicious way. I loved watching her fall apart for me. “Bianca, I don’t do anything I don’t want to. I fucked so many women it’s crazy.”

“Thanks for that image.” She rolled her eyes.

“Bianca, I’m trying to tell you none of them moved me to do more than fuck them. I’ve run into spunky women before.” I shook my head and a smile tugged at my lips. “But the way you stood up to me.”

I wiped the bubbles off her beautiful mocha-colored nipple, unable to tear my gaze away from her. "You're absolutely stunning," I whispered before taking her breast into my mouth. I pulled back and playfully nipped at her nipple.

As I added pressure to her clit with my thumb, she moaned in a blend of pleasure and pain. My fingers moved faster in circles around her clit while my grip on her nipple tightened.

"I am completely consumed by you," I groaned.

“Callum,” she murmured as her head fell back and she bucked her hips, seeking more pleasure. The water splashed over the edge of the tub each time she slammed her pussy against my thumb.

“Look at me, baby,” I demanded.

Her slanted brown eyes met mine.

“I’ll kill anyone for you. I don’t know how I’ll make it without you when I return to New Jersey,” I said as I still held onto her nipple between my teeth.

A single tear rolled down her cheek as she gasped for breath. "Callum, I love you so much," she cried out in utter bliss. Her body shuddered with the intensity of her orgasm.

My beautiful woman had no clue what was coming. I knew there was no way I could ever be without her. Fucking never.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

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