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When Maddy had walked into the man’s office, my jeans had instantly grown tight.Jesus Christ!What was she wearing?She was practically naked in some skimpy yoga outfit that was clearly manufactured to hug every sweet little curve the woman had to offer.And Maddy had a body made for lycra.Breasts that were heavy and full.A trim waist I could practically span my hands around.And a tight rounded ass made for spanking.
If I’d been attracted to the picture of the girl, the real-life version of the woman was a thousand times more of a turn-on than the facsimile.If I didn’t get a hold of myself, I was going to have blue balls the whole time I stayed in this house and need to jerk off three times a day just so I didn’t go around constantly sporting wood!
We walked in uncomfortable silence as Maddy led me upstairs to her bedroom.Fuck me!Watching that tight, round ass bounce up and down the steps as she climbed upward, made me imagine other scenarios in which she bounced up and down.The thought of her riding my cock made it harden to the consistency of a lead pipe and I had to stifle a groan.These next few weeks were going to be hell.
Adjusting my engorged dick discreetly to a less obvious position, I tried to force my gaze away from that juicy ass hovering like a peach within plucking distance.The problem was, it was practically impossible to ignore.It was so perfect and it only got better up close and personal.And, as an ass man, I was a fucking expert on the subject.This assignment was going to be absolute torture if she kept dressing like this.
Leading me down the hall to her bedroom, I tried to tell my dick this wasn’t a prelude to sex.But he wasn’t convinced.Like me, he was a stubborn asshole.
When we got to the end of the hall, Maddy opened the door to a guest bedroom.“This is yours,” she announced, clearly still stewing from her conversation with her father.“The bathroom is fully stocked with amenities.If you’re missing anything that you need, let Gretchen know and she’ll add it to her shopping list for the day.”
Taking a long look around the room, I absorbed the space like a sponge.I’m not talking about paint color and furniture placement.I’m talking about points of entry and exit, like windows and doors.Places where an asshole kidnapper could move through in the middle of the night to snatch anyone living in the house.
“All right then, if you don’t have any questions,” Maddy spoke exasperatedly, not bothering to even ask if I did, “I’ll be heading to the gym now.”
Following her out of the bedroom, I said, “I’m going to need to see your room before we head out.”
That “we” bit of my statement made her dark blue eyes flash with anger.“Why?”
I leveled the full weight of my heavy stare onto her for several seconds until she started to squirm.“Because I’m not visiting a hotel, Maddy.I’m here to keep you safe.I can’t do that if I’m unfamiliar with the layout of this house.”
“Fine,” she grumbled, reluctantly leading me into her room next door.
While the guest bedroom was all beige tones and had zero warmth, this room was the complete opposite.There weren’t any posters on the pale pink walls, but there was a shit-ton of personality scattered all about the organized space.Multiple bookshelves lined the walls, telling me she was a voracious reader.And not just of romance novels, though there were many of that variety there, but of science, art, and history books as well.
An impressive seventy-five gallon, custom-built freshwater fish tank was arranged catty-cornered against the wall.Inside the tank was a plethora of colorful, peaceful community fish and live plants.And the greenery didn’t stop there.The room was filled with live, tropical plants as well, in addition to the odd cactus here or there for a little drama.And thepièce de résistancewas a fat orange feline that nested on her pillow.The mangy old thing eyed me suspiciously with an arrogance and entitlement that only cats can manage to exude.Maddy was a person who lived in her space, and every detail of her passions showed.
“That’s Mr.Jingles,” she informed me when she saw me staring at the orange fur ball.“I don’t suspect him of any crimes, so I didn’t have my father run a background check on him.”
“Good to know,” I replied, fighting the urge to stare down the arrogant animal until he capitulated.It didn’t work.
“Can I go to the gym now?”Maddy pressed, hands on the swell of her hips, her magnificent red hair flowing over her shoulder and down her back.
Ignoring her, I stepped into the bathroom and scoped out the layout there.As expected, feminine products of every variety and need were neatly displayed on shelves and along the counter.
After testing the locks on the bathroom window and deciding they were sufficient, I exited the spa-like space.Without preamble, I said, “I need your phone,” knowing she was definitely going to kick up a fuss over the loss of her technological lifeline.
“What?Why?”She looked more confused than angry, which pleased me.But, as soon as I provided my reasoning, I knew her attitude was going to drastically change.
Extracting a simple burner phone out of my back pocket, I handed it to her.“Because this is the phone you’re going to be using until we figure out who’s trying to kidnap you.”
You’d have thought I’d offered the girl chewed bubble gum off the sole of my boot by the way she regarded the inexpensive device in my hand.
“I’m not giving you my phone,” she returned stubbornly, an imperious look in her eye telling me she was seconds away from rebelling.
“Yes, you are,” I shot back, my tone imbued with steel.“Based on what we know about the attack on your father’s secretary, it looks like her phone might have been remotely traced so they could follow her to the parking garage.Since your father pays for both plans, the men who traced her cell might also have similar tracers on yours if they’ve hacked into his account.Removing your old phone from the equation is step one in keeping you safe.”
Biting her bottom lip, Maddy looked like she was experiencing some serious internal struggle.“I need it for the gym.I listen to my music and audiobooks on there.”
I shook my head.“Not today, you don’t.My Brother Pipe made sure this new phone was uncorrupted.Lucky for you, it also has the internet on it.You can listen to a podcast or something while you work out.Your old phone’s not coming with us.”
Walking over to an oversized armoire, Maddy opened the smallest drawer.Given the color and texture of the materials poking out, I could tell it was her panty drawer.My cock bucked at the thought of what was inside and I had to remind myself I wasn’t a Goddamned teenager who got hard over a soft scrap of cloth in a pretty girl’s room.But it would seem, where this woman was concerned, I’d definitely become one again.
“There!Now it won’t be a problem,” she proudly proclaimed, feeling like she’d bested me.
That’s okay.I’d let her think she’d won.Later on, when she was taking a shower, I’d snag it from that drawer and send it over to my Brother Pipe to be thoroughly inspected for any electronic anomalies.The thought of getting one over on the stubborn brat, along with rifling through her panties, made me smile.
Maddy turned to leave and I stepped in front of her.“Aren’t you forgetting something?”
