Page 11 of Big Bodyguard
Slowly, I strip off the shirt, sliding it slowly over her head, and she gasps as cool air hits her bare skin. My breath catches when I see her small, perfect breasts, the dusky peaks already stiff, the smooth lines of her waist, the curve of her hips. She squirms under my stare, trying to cover herself with her hands.
“Don’t,” I rasp, gently tugging her wrists away. I rake my gaze down her body, slow and deliberate. “Don’t you ever hide from me.”
Her cheeks flame, but she obeys, lying there trembling under my scrutiny. I drag a hand down the length of her body, savoring the feel of her…the soft swell of her breasts, the dip of her stomach.
I strip quickly, shoving off my shirt, my jeans, until I’m bare for her. Her wide eyes flicker down, catching sight of my cock, and she gasps, color flooding her cheeks.
“Too much for you, princess?” I murmur, sliding onto the bed with her, caging her in with my body.
Her eyes snap back to mine, hesitant but with that stubborn glint I’ve come to anticipate. “No.”
Fuck, she’s brave. Too brave.
I lower my mouth to hers, kissing her slow, deep, coaxing her into the rhythm of my lips. My hand cups her breast, thumb brushing over the hard peak, drawing a broken moan from her throat. I trail my mouth down her jaw, her neck, tasting her sweet skin as I go, until I reach the swell of her breasts.
“Beautiful,” I rasp, wrapping my lips around one taut nipple, flicking my tongue against it until she arches off the bed with a whimper.
Her fingers tangle in my hair, tugging me closer, and I groan against her, sucking harder before moving lower, across her belly, down to where I crave her the most.
“Jack…” she gasps, her thighs trembling as I part them with my hands, baring her to me.
I press a kiss to the soft inside of her thigh, then another higher up. She shudders, breath coming in ragged pants. I look up at her, her cheeks flushed, her chest rising fast. “You trust me, princess?”
Her eyes meet mine, wide and honest. “Yes.”
That’s all I need.
I drag my tongue through her folds, slow and deliberate. She jerks, gasping my name, her hands fisting in the sheets. I do it again, teasing, savoring her sweet taste, before fastening my mouth on her clit and sucking hard.
“Oh God!” she cries out, hips bucking violently beneath me.
I grip her thighs, pinning her open, devouring her like a starving man. Her cries fill the room, raw and sweet, her body writhing under my tongue. I slide a finger inside her, slow, careful, stretching her tight, untouched heat. She moans brokenly, clenching around me, and I nearly lose my fucking mind.
“Oh, Daddy…” The word slips from her lips unbidden, soft and desperate.
My cock jerks violently and I groan against her, fucking her slowly with my finger while I lick her until she’s trembling, begging, coming undone for me.
She shatters, gasping my name, her body arching off the bed as her climax rips through her. I lap at her sweet release, savoring every second until she collapses back against the pillows, limp and boneless.
I crawl up her body, kissing her swollen lips, letting her taste herself on my tongue. Her dazed eyes meet mine, and I know I can’t hold back anymore.
I line myself up at her entrance, my cock pressing against her tight heat. Her breath hitches, her nails digging into my shoulders.
“This is it, princess,” I murmur roughly, holding myself still at her core. “Once I take you, you’re mine. Forever. Do you understand?”
I push forward slowly, stretching her inch by inch. She gasps, her nails biting into my skin, her body trembling under mine.
“Easy, baby,” I murmur against her ear, forcing myself to go slow when every instinct screams at me to take her hard. “Breathe. Let me in.”
Her eyes squeeze shut, her lips parting on a shaky moan as I ease deeper. She’s so damn tight, her body fighting to accommodate me, and I grit my teeth against the wave of pleasure crashing through me.
“Jack…” she whispers, voice laced with pain and something else.
“I’ve got you, princess. Just relax for me. That’s it…”
I still, giving her a moment, kissing along her cheek, her neck, trying to distract her from the burn. My hand cups her face, forcing her to look at me. “You okay?”
She nods quickly, even though her cheeks are flushed, her eyes glassy. “Y-yeah…keep going. Please.”
