Page 6 of Trapped with the Brutal Bodyguard

“Thanks, Knox. I appreciate the help.”

“Do you need anything else?” I ask.

Her eyes drop to my bulge again. She pulls her eyes up faster this time. “No.”

If she looks at my bulge one more time, I might bust through my pants. “You sure?”

She swallows. “Yes. I’m fine. You can go now.”

I walk out of the bathroom, throwing the door shut behind me. The second I’m out of her sight, I tear down my zipper and pull out my cock. Tilting my head back against the shut bathroom door, I swallow a groan and pump my fist up and down my cock, my strokes desperate and rough.

When I come, I make a goddamn mess of the place.

5

HEIDI

The whole time I’m in the shower, I can’t stop thinking about the huge bulge in Knox’s pants. I know I shouldn’t have stared, but it was impossible to ignore. Was that hard-on because of me? The thought is thrilling, but overwhelming. The thought of doing anything intimate with a man as huge as Knox makes my heart race like crazy.

I finish towel-drying my hair and put my clothes back on. When I open up the bathroom door, I look around for Knox and see him over by one of the windows, standing guard. He doesn’t look in my direction as I walk over, but I know he must hear me.

God, he’s huge. Every time I look at him, it’s a shock to the system.

“So…any ideas for how we’re supposed to pass the time?” I ask. “There’s not a single book or board game in this cabin.”

“Not my concern,” he says, keeping his eyes fixed on the window.

I drum my fingers on my hip. “Okay. You’re just going to stand there at the window, then?”

“Yes.”

I exhale a quiet sigh. “Well, I’ll leave you to it.”

Without anything to occupy myself with, I flop down on the couch and let my mind wander. I try to imagine that I’m on a beach somewhere, lying under the warm sun while ocean waves gently lap at the shore. It’s hard to convincingly visualize it, but if I close my eyes, it’s a little easier.

Ahh. That’s better. I’m going to stay here for as long as I can, basking in this lovely warm sunshine…

The next thing I know, I’m being lifted up into the air. Groggily, I open my eyes to a dark cabin interior. Shit, I must have dozed off for quite a while. But what’s happening? Why am I being carried?

I rub my eyes and the world comes into better focus. I’m in Knox’s arms, and he’s carrying me over to the bed.

“What time is it?” I slur, still half-asleep.

“It’s late,” Knox says. He lowers me into the bed and tugs the sheets over me.

I yawn. “But where are you going to sleep?”

“On the couch. That’s why I moved you.”

“Mmm.” I rub my cheek against the warm pillow and close my eyes. “Okay. Goodnight, Knox.”

His footsteps retreat, and I snuggle up under the sheets, a sleepy smile on my face. I love that he carried me over to the bed. I love that he tucked me in. He acts like he’s this big, tough, burly man, but there’s also this really sweet, caring side of him. It’s the best.

The memory of his enormous bulge flits through my mind, so vivid with my eyes closed. My pussy throbs with heat, and when I slip a hand between my thighs, it only makes me ache more. Moaning softly, I push a hand into my panties and feel how slick I already am.

“Knox,” I whimper, slowly circling my fingers.

I turn onto my back, spread my thighs, and rub myself harder. Oh, God. I’ve never been this wet or turned on before. Feeling feverish, I push down all the stupid fabric in my way. My fingers circle frantically over my clit as I pleasure myself. I’m dripping on the sheets, desperate for release.

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