Page 24 of Finding My Bodyguard

“Oh fuck!” My moans were turning into pleasure filled cries.

“That’s right, Monroe. Tell me!” He dove into me from the bottom. My eyes rolled to the back of my head, and another moan escaped my mouth.

“Oh!”

“Tell me again, Roe!” London moaned. It was his first time shortening my name, and I liked it. My mouth opened to tell him how much, but no words came out. Instead, my pussy juices gushed down his long shaft. His hand gripped my neck.

“This pussy is a fucking masterpiece.” He groaned.

My constant whimpers and screams blended with the sounds of the ocean.

“Anything you want in this world, I’m gon’ put it in your hands. You understand?”

His words took me over the edge. I could hear my juices raining down on him as I rolled my hips to match his strokes.

“Ooh… Dr. London! Dr. London!” I was happily unraveling.

“Anything you want in this world… I got you!” London shouted. His grip tightened on my neck, making my pussy throb around him. I was cumming, and it was beautiful.

“Fuck,” I moaned in a breathy drag. London’s dick was everything I thought it would be, everything I needed it to be in this moment.

“That’s right, take what you need. Wet yo’ dick!” he commanded. My body trembled uncomfortably as London’s grunts and thrusts increased. I was sure we were going to end up in the ocean at any minute from how hard the raft was rocking.

“My God!” I erupted on his dick.

“Not God, Roe, daddy!” He pulled me into him and connected my lips to his before trying to push me from his lap. He was about to release. I could feel him expanding inside of me. I loved it. I forced my body down and kept rocking my hips. This time his head fell back.

“I’m on birth control,” I moaned.

“Shit, Roe!” A breathy growl escaped his mouth as he sprayed his seeds all over my walls. There was no way this man didn’t have a slew of women lined up ready to fight me with the type of dick he was slanging.

“Damn, that was good.” I attempted to roll off him, but his hands gripped my ass cheeks and held me close.

“You remember what I told you, right?” He kissed my forehead.

“Yes.” I sank into his body. I figured he was referring to the promise he’d just made while he was snatching my soul from my body.

“Tell me what you want, beautiful,” he whispered. London was so sweet and gentle with me. It was such a contrast from the men I’d been around my entire life. If things continued this way, I didn’t think I could fight falling in love with him. I didn’t know if that was what he wanted. I was fresh out of an engagement and practically on the run from my father. Still, I leaned into him, looking up into his eyes.

“To feel protected and have a safe space to fall in love.” It was simple, yet I’d never been allowed either of those things. It was my deepest desire.

“I got you, Chocolate. Now come ride this dick again before we gotta get out of here.”

My eyes fluttered open as the sun filtered through the curtains, alerting me that it was morning. It took a minute for me to register where I was. The last thing I remembered was riding London into the night sky and feeling like I was floating on a cloud before passing out on his chest.

There was no recollection of arriving back to the villa or getting into bed. His good dick had indeed drained me and knocked me out cold. Rolling over, I stretched my arms and searched the room for London, hoping he’d decided to spend the night with me. The untouched side of the bed showed he hadn’t. I sighed and nuzzled my head into the pillow. Last night was beautiful. I’d never had a man put that much thought into taking me out and the dick was superb. It was a great start to my new life.

Groggily, I crawled out of bed and sauntered into the bathroom to relieve my bladder. I was eager to find Dr. London. I craved being in his space again. After emptying my bladder, I turned on the shower. No matter how eager I was to find him, I wasn’t going to go without taking care of my hygiene. I undressed and stepped into the walk-in shower. My body relaxed under the warm water. As I scrubbed my body clean, I thought about where my journey would lead me next.

I had no money, no place to stay, and no contact with the only two people in this world that I cared for. I couldn’t stay in this vacation home with London forever. I couldn’t hide from my father and Kashus forever. I eventually was going to have to figure my shit out. Still, with all the uncertainties of my life, I was happy. I welcomed the uncertainties. They were a breath of fresh air from having everything planned for me all the time.

Turning off the water, I exited the shower. I didn’t know what today had in store, so I decided to slip on a mute colored T-shirt dress and nude sandals. I gathered my natural curls into a messy bun atop my head and headed on the search for the man who was becoming my bodyguard. As I headed down the hallway to the guest room London had been sleeping in, the faint sound of birds chirping outside matched the rhythm of my heart. I was excited, probably a little too excited. Reaching his door, I lightly knocked.

“Good morning!” I shouted through the door. When no response came, I pushed the door open softly and peeked inside. It was empty, and the bed was made. Disappointment coursed through my body, and I turned on my heels to venture downstairs.

As I descended the staircase, the soft sound of music could be heard. A smile displayed on my face. I hoped the music led me to London. I stepped off the stairs and allowed the sounds of Bossman Dlow to guide me. It was coming from the back of the house behind the kitchen. Pushing the door open, I saw him, standing in what appeared to be a greenhouse. He was surrounded by a ton of plants. The leaves of the greenery seemed to glisten in the sunlight contrasting with London’s dark skin.

I watched him for a moment, bopping around, singing Dlow’s lyrics as he tended to one of the plants. Seeing him there, in his element, made me more drawn to him. The more I learned about him the more complex I realized he was.

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