And that it would hurt. But did that lessen my desire in any way? Fuck no!I found myself shamelessly wiggling my bottom at him. Then the head of his c...ock was pushing into me and I braced myself for the intrusion. He gasped and let out a strangled moan as I buried my head into a pillow. I bit down on the fabric as stray tears fell from my eyes.Both his hands caressed the skin on my back. “Relax for me, Jordan.”I did my best to stop my body from tensing up. I wanted him to take me. I just needed. " I nodded my agreement. "We have a client, who is a rock concert promoter. He has a huge rap music star headed out on tour this summer. He has a certain liability for his safety. Since he is liable, he has purchased insurance. He gets a much better rate, if he has a body guard travel with the performers. You see Sylvia, it just business. You can pass the insurance company qualification easily." So you don't give a crap whether I have any experience as a bodyguard or not. You just want someone,. “Please daddy, no”, she whispered so softly, I could barely hear her. “You lost your right to say ‘no’ to me ever again girl, is that clear?”, I said forcefully, my voice raised. “You will do what I say, without question, and without hesitation. You so much as give me a dirty look when I tell you to do something, and you’ll be living on the streets”, I warned. “How long do you think a little girl like you is going to live on the mean streets?” I let the threat sink in. “Now, start by. We didn’t have kale. We didn’t have lamb. I put the lid back on the pot and rushed to the refrigerator and openedthe door. Somebody had done the shopping. I didn’t care what it had cost, and how many people he had hired to do it. I wanted Paul like I had never wanted him before. More than I had on our honeymoon. I wandered up to our bedroom in a state of shock and arousal. The floor had been vacuumed. The bed had been made. Incorrectly, but it had been made. I looked in the bathroom. The towels.