Page 49 of Trust My Bodyguard

“What are you—”

The answer hits me as cool air whispers across my bare ass, leaving my skin pebbled. I tingle in anticipation.

Brody is going to fuck me.

After bringing me to the best orgasm ever and then acting like it never happened, I thought that was the last I’d feel of him. But right now, his palm splays across my ass and he groans.

He parts my ass cheeks and slips a finger between my folds. “You’re making so much cream.”

I bite my lip and arch my back, thrusting my backside into his touch. “Yes, yes.”

“Did sucking my cock do this to you?” His breath is hot on my neck. “Did you soak yourself imagining my cock deep in your pussy?” A second finger joins the first, sliding both back and forth.

I squirm. If I cooperate then maybe we can quickly get to the part where he fucks me. “Yes.”

“Ah.” He pushes his thigh between my legs and kicks them apart, opening me up even more.

I lean forward, giving him all the room he needs. He hisses a sound and tests my hole with the pads of his fingers.

A moan falls from my mouth. “Please, fuck me.”

“Ah, fuck.” He leans into me bucks his hard cock against my ass. “How I want to, but I must make sure you’re ready to take me.”

“I’m ready.”

His fingers leave my slick folds and his body withdraws from mine. “You think so, but you’re not.”

Then something touches my pussy. Warm and soft.Lips. Brody’s hands are braced on my thighs as he eats me out from behind. The expert strokes of his tongue combined with long, languid licks send my head spinning.

My palms press into the smooth surface as I try my best to stay still but it’s a struggle I can’t win. I roll my hips, riding into his face.

He growls and sticks his tongue into my entrance, then urges my hips back into his face. A guttural moan leaves me, but I don’t care. Nothing matters but the pleasure he’s building inside me.

A finger finds my clit and my knees buckle.

“Brody, I’m close,” I whimper.

“You are?” His voice is muffled by my pussy and the words vibrate on my skin.

“Why do you sound surprised?”

“Because I haven’t even fucked you yet.”

I smirk. “Do I sense a smugness?”

His mouth leaves my entrance and two fingers dip inside, finding my G-spot. “Do I sense sass?”

My comeback dies in my throat as bolts of sensations fire through me. “Brody,” I gasp.

“Yes, baby.” He kisses my ass cheeks. “You about to come?”

A sound leaves my throat that he interprets as a yes.

“Hold it in.”

“What?” My eyes have gone blind and my legs are trembling.

“Hold.” He strokes into me faster, the finger on my clit matching the quick rhythm. “Hear that?” A wet suctioning sound fills the air. “That’s the sound of you dripping all over my fingers.”

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