She knew it was a risk, but she was willing to take it. So while Giles pretended to sleep, she rapped on the door to get the guards attention. She jumped back anticipating he barging in like they always do, gun in hand pointed straight at her. The man was young. Good, this just might work.
Astrid had become very adept at acting during her time with Giles Kent. The fake blush and nervous demeanor came naturally to her. She made herself anxious, innocent, attractive. The poor fool fell for it so easily. Bruce should choose his men more carefully. She moved over to the counter and the guard followed her, his gun lowered, his eyes fixed on her collar as she unzipped it. She leant against the counter in a provocative manner, making sure his eyes were raking over her. He placed the gun on the table. It remained in his reach, but his attention remained on her. And soon his hands followed.
She gasped as he took hold of her, biting back the impulse to push him away. She must let him have control, if only for a little while. She moaned pleasurably as his hands groped her through her clothes, lifting her legs as she was forced onto the counter, his body pushing against hers. His mouth found the curve in her neck and began to suck on it. She gasped from the aggression, wrapping her arms around him feigning enjoyment.
Giles opened his eyes and sat up quietly, watching her as she played her part. She looked over the guards shoulder and nodded to the vacant door. He got up quietly, careful not to make a sound. His eyes glanced to the gun on the table but she shook her head. He couldn’t risk it, not if he wanted to get away. He moved towards the exit and accidentally stepped on a broken piece of plate. The guard heard the crack of it breaking, pulling away from her. Astrid quickly grabbed him and pulled him back into a kiss, holding his attention long enough for Giles to slip out and escape.
Kent was away. Now she just had to deal with the guard.
That became easier said than done as now she had incited the man’s arousal. She felt it prodding between her legs through his trousers, his hungry eyes soaking her in. His hands wrestled for her top and unzipped it further. She continued to play the submissive woman as he exposed her bra, intending to seek out her breasts. She bit her lip and moaned as he molested them, swallowing back bile as his hand rubbed between her legs. She battered her eyelashes at him, teasing him with a foot against his crotch. He smiled in anticipation, his hand already coaxing the belt of her waistband open.
She counted to sixty, giving Giles long enough to get away before taking that foot she was rubbing against him and driving it hard into his groin. The man grunted and doubled over in pain. Astrid exhaled and leapt off the counter, ignoring the gun and racing out of the door. She was clear away before the man managed to stumble out of the door to give chase. By the time he finished limping after her she was hidden away in some bushes, fixing up her clothes and catching her breath.
She was just about to formulate her next move when she heard someone calling for help…
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