My Undercover Bodyguard: Earning It

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Estelle~ Slowly my body stopped shaking and only then did he loosen his grip around me. “You good?” It took more effort than it should have to snap out of it and reply anything other than more please. I snorted. “As if a little spanking would be enough to put me out. That’s barely foreplay.” “That was foreplay, lady.” Rowan cleared his throat. “Now, will your legs hold, or do I need to carry you?” That got me moving. I was made of sterner stuff than to be taken out by a little finger banging and spanking. “I’m fine.” I pushed off his lap, and my knees almost made a liar out of me. My legs shook, but I managed to keep my feet. I very carefully didn’t look at him, because if he was laughing at me, I might have done something stupid. But Rowan hadn’t moved from his spot on the chair

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