Overflowing for the Bodyguard: A spicy age gap ABF/ANR instalove romance
Willow Watkins
He doesn’t say much. Barely looks at me. But when he does... God help me. Because under that gruff, silent exterior is something darker. Hotter. Hungrier. And the worst part? I’m changing.
The pills they gave me for the panic attacks are doing something to my body. Something weird. I’m sore. Swollen. Full. And when the pressure gets too much to bear, there’s only one man I want to go to for relief. One man I need.
I know it’s wrong. But the way he touches me makes it feel like the only thing in the world that’s right.
And once he gets a taste of my sweet cream... there's no going back.

