Climb on My Stepfather (Ashley and Alex)

Chapter 88

RUSSIAN ROULETTE.

Eighteen-year-old, spoilt, sassy and sweet Georgina Harris always had everyone at the tip of their toes whenever she was near. Her father was a reputable, filthy rich billionaire mogul, and the outside world was filled with snakes of all kinds. Being the only child, Georgina had to be protected at all costs.

When Aleksei was hired to guard Georgina Harris, the stubborn, sassy daughter of a distinguished billionaire, he was confident that the job will be just another walkover for him. But boy was he wrong. She was unlike anything he'd ever handled, and she made his icy heartstrings tug in ways they've never done before. The two of them soon become attached, but with college near, and Aleksei's staunch resolve to keep his hands off Georgina till the time was right turning thin, would they figure things out before it's too late and Georgina goes away?

1: Aleksei.

Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel.

My angel.

Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald — green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven - colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her tits come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I can't see it. I'd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth.

Soon.

My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as I'd done only an hour ago.

Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up?

A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full-time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen-year-old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite -

and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed.

"As you know, Aleksei, when Georgina's mother was taken from me..." David Harris's hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. "Georgina was all I had left. She's been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. I've trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life." His expression wilts. "College."

political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and

Among my duties as David's right-hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have

Just thinking of her in someone else's hands makes

Private." David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face.

Oh no?

matter of opinion,

"You want me to

for so long...it's going to backfire. She doesn't know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesn't know

the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. "No," I agree, my voice grating. "She knows

wouldn't be so comfortable sitting on my

in nothing but flimsy panties when I can clearly see her through the open door. My cock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks

that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write

replaced her tutors several times because they couldn't devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. "I've asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesn't allow me to be home very often, and you've become Georgina's family." He gives me a look ripe with meaning. "And you

know this. I don't need a reminder of the purgatory I've

become invaluable to me, not just

trade a look. Operator. Hit

have on my payroll, but those skills haven't been utilized as much as I'd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me." He leans forward across

when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my

she turns in a

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my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon My muscles flex, my hands eager

throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. “You