Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 36168 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 145(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36168 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 145(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
And I’m supposed to behave?
Well, shit.
I don’t think that’s going to happen.
And based on the way she was staring right back at me, I’m pretty sure she’s thinking the same thing.
I get myself settled in an empty room before I go exploring the grounds of the house. I might as well put myself to some use if I’m going to be playing bodyguard for this fucking sexy little brat.
Her house is way too big for any rational human. I mean, there’s no way to secure it all. There are at least six unlocked windows I come across, and one unlocked back door, which drives me insane. That’s just basic home ownership bullshit, locking windows and goddamn doors. But no, of course she doesn’t do it, why would she? I bet she thinks she has people to lock her own windows.
I finish my rounds and find a shady spot in the back yard. It’s a nice day, though getting a little late. Her pool’s nice and big, the water blowing lazily in the wind, and I park my ass at a little table under an umbrella, kick my feet up, and take a load off.
This fucking job. Not so bad, I guess.
“Excuse me?”
I turn slowly around. Katie’s standing there in a bikini, a fucking bikini, her head tilted to the side, an annoyed look on her face.
“Yeah?” I grunt at her.
“You’re not supposed to be out here.”
I frown a little. “Didn’t know I had limits.”
“Of course you do, I mean, you’re my bodyguard. You can’t just…”
“Guard your body?” I grin at her. “Looks to me like you’re about to swim. I might as well watch.”
She rolls her eyes. “You didn’t know that. You were just sitting out here, being lazy.”
“What would you rather me do? Follow you around? Thought we were leaving each other alone.”
She glares at me for a second and I can tell she wants to argue. Fuck, I want her to argue. That incredible fucking body sways every time she moves and I can feel myself getting hard all over again.
But instead, she stomps over to a chair next to the pool and parks herself in it. She tilts her chin up to the sun, away from me, and she closes her eyes, headphones plugged into her ears.
I smile to myself. God damn, what a job. She may be a brat, but she’s something else to look at, and I’m not about to be shy.
I spend the next couple hours watching Katie and imagining what I’d do to that bratty little body. I know how to bring her down to earth, and I think she’d like it.
I’d start by making her take my big, thick cock between those pretty lips. I bet she sucks cock like she loves it. I want to see her gag, choke on my thick shaft, and beg for more as she strokes me. Then I’d lick her pretty little asshole, suck on that delicious little clit, and finally slide my cock so deep she shivers for weeks just thinking about it.
I’d fuck her rough right here next to the pool. I don’t give a fuck who catches us. I just want to be deep in that tight, wet, perfect little cunt. I want to hear her begging for more as I thrust harder and harder, make her moan, make her scream. I’d get her off, make her come on my thick cock over and over before finally filling her up with my hot seed.
Fucking hell.
Two hours slowly drift past. She catches me watching but I don’t really care. Eventually, she gets up, and I stare at those perky little tits as she walks up toward the house.
“Having fun?” she asks me sarcastically.
“Absolutely,” I say. “Best show I’ve seen since coming home.”
She hesitates. “Coming home?”
“Sure. Been overseas a long while.” I smirk at her. “Or did you think I was just some washed-up asshole?”
She shrugs. “Doesn’t matter to me.”
I bark a laugh at her. “I was a sergeant with the United States Marine Corp. I know that don’t mean shit to you, but it means a lot to me.”
She doesn’t laugh, just watches me carefully. “You’ve been serving all this time? I mean, how old are you?”
“Old enough to be your father.” I cock my head at her and grin. “On second thought. I’m old enough to be your Daddy. Are you looking for a new Daddy, sweetheart?”
She glares at me after that. “Stay downstairs,” she says. “I’ll be up in my room. I don’t want to see you again until tomorrow.”
“Fine by me,” I say, grinning huge. I watch her walk away.
Hell, yes, that ass is gorgeous.
I think I am going to love this posting after all. I mean, that brat needs a Daddy, and who better than the baddest marine in the fucking world?