Page 15 of The Brat and the Bodyguard

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he demands through gritted teeth. “You’re a virgin, Ainsley. Why didn’t you say?”

Tears are coursing down my cheeks now as I turn to glance at him over one narrow shoulder.

“I didn’t have time!” I protest in a feeble voice. “I was going to but—”

Then, I’m lifted onto my tiptoes by another furious thrust into my cunt. He’s so big that I literally lose my balance a bit, shoved forward by his massive baton.

“Oh my god!” I squeal. “Oh oh oh!”

I sense what’s happening. Karl’s trying to be gentle for my sake. He’s trying to take it easy with long, slow strokes, except that he’s an aroused alpha male already approaching the breaking point. His giant fists tighten on my waist as his thrusts pick up in pace and speed.

“I’m so sorry, Ainsley,” he moans in labored pants. “You feel too good. You’re so tight, and wet, and horny and oh fuck fuck fuck—”

Then it happens. For the first time in my life, a man comes inside me, and it feels incredible. His cock jerks deep within my creamy depths and explodes, filling me with thick, viscous seed.

“FUCK!” Karl screams, his shouts turning the bathroom into an echo chamber. “Shit shit shit!”

I give up and merely hold on tight as the alpha male uses my body for his pleasure. He fucks in and out of my cunt, wildly ejaculating into my fertile pussy while moaning my name in a chant.

“Ainsley,” he mutters. “Oh shit, Ainsley, sweetheart.”

I know I should feel used, and Idofeel used, but in a good way. It’s so satisfying to know that an alpha male has sated his urges with my curves, and I decide to vocalize my dirtiest wishes.

“Yes, Daddy,” I moan and pant. “Yes, trash my pussy. Fuck my cunt as much as you want. Harder. Deeper. Faster. Use my body for your pleasure and let me be your personal cockholster.

Karl moans again, his cock going into a second round of rapid-fire ejaculation. OMG, is that even possible? But as the powerful bodyguard drops another huge load into my fertile fields, I smile with feminine satisfaction because this is exactly what I want ... and more.

8

Karl

Ainsley’s relaxing on the sofa, clad only in a thin silk robe. Her curves are still damp, that ivory skin sheened in a mixture of sweat and her own fragrance. I can’t resist. I’m a total asshole and walk over to her before opening her robe to look down at her creamy form. Those big breasts bobble, and Ainsley even giggles a bit while parting her legs.

“Do you like what you see, Daddy?” she coos. “Does this make you happy?”

I take in those soft thighs and narrow waist, as well as her swollen pussy. Fuck, she’s been fucked so much in the past few hours that the girl shouldn’t even be able to sit upright. But Ainsley is smiling at me, and I decide to go for it.

One big finger reaches down to her swollen, ravaged pussy before gently tracing over her slippery clit. Then, I push the bit of semen edging out from her cunt back in, loving the fact that my seed is literally leaking out of this girl.

“Oooh, that feels good, Daddy,” she murmurs, batting her lashes coquettishly at me. “Do you have more for me?” she asks, one small hand going up to grab my hardening cock.

“I have more than enough for your horny pussy, sweetheart,” I growl before striding to the table and coming back with a plate full of pancakes. “But let’s eat first because I want you to have energy. You must be depleted after getting fucked like that, and I don’t want a rag doll in bed.”

Ainsley giggles, tossing her red mane of hair back.

“I’m not a rag doll! I was with you every step of the way!”

I go silent for a moment because it’s true. It was this sweet girl’s first time, and yet she accommodated my massive dick without complaint. She took it in herself again and again, letting me pummel her tiny hole as she smiled sweetly at me, breasts bobbling with every hard pound. I hang my head with shame.

“You’ve done more than enough, sweetheart. You deserve some peace.”

Immediately, Ainsley’s up and sitting in my lap, her small arms wrapped around my neck and those delicate features only inches away.

“No, but I liked it, Karl. Ilovedit. I want you to touch me like that, and it doesn’t matter that you’re my bodyguard. In fact, this is the best way you could guard my body, don’t you think? If you’re in bed with me, who’s going to hurt me now?”

I stare at her innocent features, so delicate and soft. A big hand goes up the steep curve of her back, caressing her sinuous form.

“I know, sweetheart, but this isn’t what your brother envisioned—”

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