My Marine Bodyguard

With clenched fists, I hurled my shoe at him in a moment of intense emotion. It might have been excessive, but it was a spontaneous reaction. Madden laughed and swiftly grabbed me, flipping me over his shoulder. The sensation of his calloused fingers grazing my bare thighs ignited a fire within me, rendering all previous, innocent touches insignificant. His rough palm sent me reeling into a state of disarray. Unaware of our surroundings, I found myself on my bed, face-first, before I could react. Suddenly, I felt a sharp slap on my buttock, and a startled gasp escaped me. My fingers involuntarily dug into the bedding as heat flooded my cheeks, and a surge of arousal coursed through me, pooling at the sensitive area between my legs.