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The Bodyguard (Board desk are for fuck)

The mattress shifted as Jax rolled me onto my back, his heavy frame settling between my thighs once more. The wicked smirk on his face told me everything I needed to know. The “robot” was completely gone, replaced by a man driven entirely by raw hunger.“I told you,” he murmured, his voice a low, vibrating rumble against my lips. “If I started this, it wouldn't be a good idea.”Before I could even gasp, he hooked my knees over his broad shoulders, pulling my hips off the bed and tilting my pelvis upward. The position left me entirely exposed, stretched wide under his dark gaze.He didn’t hesitate. He aligned his thick, glistening length against my swollen entrance and plunged back inside me in one deep, unyielding thrust.“Ahhh! Jax!” A sharp, high-pitched cry tore from my throat as my head slammed back into the pillows. He filled me so completely in this position that it felt entirely different—deeper, harder, and hitting a spot that made my entire body go rigid.Jax let out a ra

The Bodyguard

“What?” he stammered, his voice losing all its robotic control. “No… you are not serious.”Jax stared at me. His face went completely white. His eyes darted to the heavy glass doors of the boardroom, then back to my face.“Lena, stop,” he whispered. His voice was a harsh, panicked rasp. “This is crazy. Anyone could walk back in here. Security checks these rooms. Your father’s partners are right down the hall. It’s too dangerous.”I didn’t say a word. I just smirked.I turned my back on him and walked slowly to the center of the long table. The wood was cold and polished like a mirror. I grabbed the edge, hitched my tight dress up to my waist, and slid my body backward onto the table.I wasn't wearing any panties today.I gripped my own knees and pulled my legs wide apart, exposing my wet, swollen folds to the cool air of the air-conditioned room. I looked right at him, my heart hammering against my ribs, dripping wet.“Come fuck me, Jax,” I said, my voice dripping with pure silk. “Fuc

Thr Bodyguard (whatever he chooses)

“Come for me, Lena,” Jax ordered, his face covered in a fine sheen of sweat. He stared down at where our bodies joined, watching his dark shaft slide in and out of my pink, dripping folds. “Come on my cock. Let me feel how tight you get.”My vision went completely white. My internal walls tightened like a vice, squeezing him mercilessly.“Jax! Ahhh! Ahhh!” I screamed, my voice breaking as a massive, blinding orgasm tore through my entire body. My toes curled, and my pussy convulsed in violent, wet spasms around his thick cock, pouring fresh wetness all over his fingers and shaft.Jax let out a fierce, guttural roar—“Fuuu—ck!”—and delivered three fast, incredibly deep, brutal thrusts, burying himself as far inside me as he could possibly go.---Weeks had passed since Dubai. We were back home at the family estate, and our secret affair had not stopped. Every chance we got, behind closed doors and in dark corners, Jax kept breaking his own rules for me. But out in the open, he was still

The Bodyguard (the end)

“Your father didn't ask you to offer your pussy to me when you did, Lena,” he growled nastily, his voice a gravelly, dark whisper. “Or did he? Did he tell you to come into my room naked and beg for my cock?”“Jax… h-hhn… please,” I whimpered, my hips automatically moving backward against his groin, chasing the incredible fullness inside me.“It doesn’t matter what your father thinks,” Jax muttered, his jaw tight as he pulled almost all the way out, then drove back in with a slow, heavy, grinding thrust. *Squuelch.* The wet friction was incredibly loud in the empty hall. “When it’s about this tight little pussy of yours, I will dick you down anywhere and anytime I want. I am going to teach you a lesson about running your mouth.”He began to fuck me with deep, steady, and punishing strokes. Every time his hips slammed against my ass, the door behind me creaked.“My father is… ahhh… fuck… Jax…” I moaned softly, my fingers clawing at the wooden panels of the door, trying to find balance.

Tattoo & piercing series: Nipple piercing🍆💋

The streets were quiet at 11:47 p.m, the kind of late-night . Arabella Kensington kept her head down, the oversized designer hoodie swallowing her petite frame as she slipped through the side entrance of the old brick building.Her heart hammered against her ribs with every step down the narrow hallway. This was reckless and very dangerous. If her father ever found out she’d snuck out of the penthouse, there would be hell to pay.But she couldn’t go back.The heavy black door at the end of the hallway opened with a creak. Inside, the tattoo and piercing studio smelled of antiseptic, warm skin, and faint traces of cologne. Behind the counter, a man looked up. Late twenties, tall and lean with an easy, confident posture. Messy dark hair, a sharp jaw, and tattoos covering both arms in colorful sleeves. His black t-shirt clung to his chest, and when his gaze landed on her, a slow, cocky smirk tugged at his lips.Arabella’s mouth went dry.“Well, well,” he said, his voice low and smooth

Tattoo & Piercing Series: Nipple piercing💋🍆

“You’re shaking,” he murmured, voice low and rough. “Still nervous, princess? Or is it something else?”Arabella couldn’t answer. Her thighs were clenched tight together, but it wasn’t enough to stop the slick warmth that had been building since he first touched her. And Rafe noticed. Of course he did.He rolled his stool even closer, spreading her knees apart with his own. One gloved hand stayed on her breast, gently kneading, while the other slid down her stomach, teasing the waistband of her designer jeans.“Lift your hips.”She obeyed before her brain could catch up. He peeled the tight jeans down her long legs, taking her soaked white lace panties with them. Arabella was completely bare now, except for the fresh piercings on her chest. The cool air hit her dripping pussy and she whimpered.Rafe stared openly, hungry. “Fuck. Look at that pretty little cunt. Dripping all over my chair just from getting your nipples done.” He ran two fingers along her slit, collecting her wetness,

Tattoo & Piercing Series: Dual piercing

DUAL PIERCING:Lila Moreau’s pulse fluttered as she stepped into the private studio room. She had booked the “couples experience” package on a whim two weeks ago, a special session designed for intimate matching piercings. What she hadn’t expected was that the two artists would be brothers.Jax and Kai.They were both in their early thirties, tall, and strikingly handsome in that dangerous way. They moved around the room with easy familiarity, preparing tools and jewelry.“You must be Lila,” Jax said, his deep voice sending a small shiver through her. He looked her up and down slowly. “You’re even prettier than you sounded on the phone.”Kai smiled warmly as he adjusted the lighting. “Nervous?”“A little,” Lila admitted, tucking a strand of her auburn hair behind her ear. She was wearing a simple white tank top and a flowing black skirt. At twenty-six, she had never done anything this bold before.“Don’t worry,” Kai said gently, gesturing to the wide, padded chair in the center of

Tattoo & Piercing Series: 🍆💋Threesome in needle.

Jax’s dark eyes locked onto hers. “Say it, Lila. Tell us you want both of us.”Her voice came out shaky but certain. “I want you… both of you.”That was all they needed.Kai moved first, leaning in to capture her mouth in a slow, deep kiss. His tongue slid against hers with surprising gentleness, while Jax’s mouth descended on her right breast. He avoided the fresh piercing at first, kissing around the swollen flesh before flicking his tongue lightly over the sensitive barbell. The sensation ripped a sharp moan from Lila’s throat into Kai’s mouth.“Fuck, she tastes sweet,” Jax growled against her skin.They worked in perfect harmony, like they had done this many times before. Kai kissed down her neck while Jax sucked gently on her pierced nipple. The mix of pain and pleasure made Lila’s back arch hard. Kai’s hand slipped under her skirt and peeled her soaked panties down her legs, leaving her completely bare.“Look at this pretty pussy,” Kai murmured, dropping to his knees between he

Tattoo & Piercing Series: Dripping for the Tattoo artist 💦💦🍑

Chapter 1: Dripping for the tattoo artist Sophia Langford’s hands were trembling as she stepped into the private tattoo room. The studio was quiet this afternoon, the front area deliberately cleared for her “private session.” She had booked it under a fake name, but the moment she saw who the artist was, her stomach dropped.Damien Cross.Her husband’s old friend from college. The one who used to come over for barbecues and football games. The one who always looked at her a second too long when Mark wasn’t paying attention.Damien looked up from sterilizing his tools, and his dark eyes widened slightly in recognition. A slow, dangerous smile spread across his face.“Sophia,” he said, voice low and smooth. “Well, this is unexpected.”She closed the door behind her, heart racing. “Damien… I didn’t know you worked here.”“I bought the place two years ago.” His gaze drifted over her wedding ring, then slowly down her body. “Does Mark know you’re here?”She shook her head quickly. “He’s r

Tattoo & Piercing Series: Dripping for the tattoo artist 💦🍑

Chapter 2: Dripping for the tattoo artist The tattoo on Sophia’s inner thigh was nearly finished, but the air in the private room had grown thick and heavy. Damien wiped the fresh ink one last time, his fingers lingering far longer than necessary. Sophia’s sundress remained bunched around her waist, her black panties visibly soaked.She was breathing hard, her cheeks flushed with shame and unbearable arousal. Mark was still right outside, probably checking his watch, wondering why this was taking so long.Damien set the tattoo gun down. His dark eyes met hers, intense and hungry.“Beautiful work,” he murmured. “But you’re not done yet, are you?”Sophia hesitated, biting her lip. Her body was screaming for more. The constant teasing, the risk, the guilt, it had all pushed her to the edge.“I… I want a clit piercing,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.Damien’s eyebrows rose, and a slow, predatory smile spread across his face. “You sure about that, Mrs. Langford? That’s a very i

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