A V*rgin For The Three Mafia Bodyguards
"Too hard for you."
She scoffed, her chest rising with the breath, the wet nightie clinging to her skin in ways that tested me. "After everything that happened, nothing is too hard for me after the last month of my life." Her words hung there, a challenge. The beast clawed at its chains, urging me to show her just how hard things could get.
I looked deep into her eyes, seeing the flicker of uncertainty beneath the fire. "Come get it."
She stood, the blanket shifting slightly, revealing the curve of her shoulder. Her feet moved slow across the rug, each step a test of my restraint. The beast whispered to grab her, pin her to the floor, feel her body yield under mine.