Page 7 of Bodyguard Daddy

I swat her one last time and rub the area. Lower than my last strike, I get to feel the mound of flesh that seemed to swallow the center of her panties. Rubbing the area brings my fingers so close to her sex that when I remove the silk cloth from between her folds, I can feel the wetness gathering.

When Cory shifts in my lap to spread her legs a bit wider, I know what she wants me to do and I give her exactly that. The first stroke of my finger against her slit forces her to arch her back. Swirling my finger around in circles against the entrance of her walls makes her pussy pulse for me.

“You want to feel this?” I ask her, still swirling my finger around the edge of her.

“Yes, please.” Cory’s voice is barely above a whisper.

The minute I slip a finger inside of her, I can feel the shudder rippling through her core. The softness of her body contracting around my finger makes me anxious to see how it feels with every inch of myself buried inside of her sweet pussy. Every stroke of my finger makes her pant and my dick gets harder.

The first orgasm is quick and I want to do more than stick my finger inside of her when moments of our conversation barrel into my head like a freight train. I pull my finger out and away from Cory before helping her off my lap to sit on the couch.

“You stopped,” she says softly.

I need to release this pent-up sexual desire. “You need to go home and get some rest, Cory. Leave now.”

4

CORY

“What do you mean, leave now? Finish what you started.” I’m demanding as my mind wraps around the idea of Collin becoming more than a bodyguard. He needs to be my first, and I can’t think of anyone else I’d rather give that privilege to.

The hardness of his crotch under me is a welcoming sensation. It shows me how well this dress works in turning guys on, especially him. I can’t say it was my intention to be a tease while clubbing tonight, but it’s always nice to flaunt what no one else has had. Only now, I wish every part of my body belongs to Collin.

He slides me off his lap and helps me to my feet. He’s doing a poor job of hiding his erection after a quick tug on the zipper area of his pants. I don’t want to leave as I fish my keys out of my bag. But a quick glance at a clock on the wall tells me it’s nearly three in the morning and I have a long day ahead of me.

“I can’t believe you don’t want me,” I murmur and head toward the door. My fingers barely have time to wrap around the knob when I feel Collin closing in behind me. His grip on my shoulder spins me away from the door, pushing my back against it just as he lowers his mouth onto mine.

The fire behind the kiss, his tongue moving around my mouth, commanding my body to mold into him, makes my clit throb for release. Collin’s hand moves frantically back between my thighs and splits my legs apart as he drives his fingers back inside my pussy. I can feel the tips tug at the ceiling of my canal before they slide in and out. He’s pressing an area that makes pleasure travel all over my body before it rests in the pit of my stomach.

I can hear the noises coming out of my throat, but it’s hard to believe those sounds are coming from me. Collin brings out something so primal, the energy bursting between us as he continues to stroke the inside of my walls. My wetness coats him, walls contract around him, and my hands find their way to his hair.

His kiss is powerful, making my knees quiver.

“That’s right, little girl, come all over Daddy’s fingers.” The moment he says the words, I do as he commands with a release that’s so intense I slam my head back onto the door. My eyes shut hard as a thundering orgasm racks my body.

“Oh shit,” I stutter as he pulls his fingers out of me.

Collin’s eyes lock with mine. His breaths come in fast as he backs away and puts his fingers to his mouth and licks my juices off them. When he puts a finger to my lips, I open my mouth to taste the potent flavor of my climax, which brings a smile to those strong lips.

“That’s a good little girl. Make no mistake. I do want you. Now, go next door, take a shower, and get some sleep for Daddy. We have a long day tomorrow.”

He’s successfully kissed and finger-fucked the arguments out of me as he backs away to open the door. Collin pokes his head into the hallway before stepping out and ushering me toward my apartment. He unlocks the door with my keys.

I follow him into my apartment as he looks around the space. It’s not much, but it’s comfortable and lavish enough to show a senator’s daughter lives here. The kitchen is immediately to the right side, taking up the entire wall, which opens into the living room.

The island’s white marble countertop is clean, thankfully, as Collin runs his hand across it while using his other to keep me behind him. He does a sweep of every room before I go into my bedroom and then the bathroom to run the shower.

I want to entice him to stay. Before he can turn to leave, I slip out of my dress and toss him a seductive glance over my shoulder. “Can you wash my back for me, Collin?”

“If you’re going to seduce me, you need to be a good little girl and call me Daddy.”

The idea isn’t as jarring as it should be. I want him to be the man in my life that takes care of me in ways only he can. He can protect me, and from the expertise of his mouth and fingers, I can only imagine the other ways he’s going to make me his. There’s no way that tonight is the end of this, but it only makes me commit more to the idea of getting him fired as my bodyguard.

“Did you hear me?” he asks, drawing me out of my thoughts.

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Good girl. Come on.” He holds his hand out and leads me back into the bathroom where he kneels in front of me and pulls my stockings down. I can hear the moan escape his lips as his hands grip me by the waist to hold my sex in front of him.

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