Page 70 of Trust My Bodyguard

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

Ivy

Brody’s breathless promise has my head spinning. I hold onto his shoulders and keep my lower body still. When he’s touching me, I can’t think of anything else but him. He’s what I need. He makes me feel.

The sweet aftermath of my orgasm evaporated as I glimpsed Brody’s cock. I’m horny again. I need him inside me so bad. It’s his hard and heavy length alone that can eliminate my fears.

He’s stalling. His cock is poised at my entrance but he’s taking his time. I lift my hips, rubbing myself against him, knowing it drives him crazy.

“Oh, Ivy,” he rumbles.

“I want it now,” I whine.

“I know.” His words come out strained. “Just need to think of something. Anything that’ll keep me from coming on the first pump.”

His admission makes me feel powerful and I want to use that power. I kiss him to distract him and knot my ankles around his lower back for leverage. His hair is soft in my hands and damp with perspiration. I run my fingers along his scalp and work his tongue until he is moaning.

That’s when I rear my hips as far back as they’d go and buck up, sheathing his cock with my pussy.

A gasp leaves my throat at the same time that Brody shivers and growls. He’s so thick and big, I feel so full I can’t breathe.

“Fucking hell, Ivy.” He closes one hand around my hip and braces the other beside my head. “You didn’t have to do that.” The veins stand out on his forehead in sharp relief and his neck is corded and angled as if he’s in pain. Or immense pleasure.

I moan and arch my back, twisting my hips to get him moving. He fits so snugly inside of me I shiver with each slight movement.

“Fuck, baby,” he huffs. “You’re squeezing me.”

“Only because I need you so bad.” I run my fingers down his chest and back up. “Please, give me what I need.”

“How can I say no to that?” He drops low, his chest nearly touching mine.

I hold still for his first stroke but nothing could have prepared me for the force of it. A yelp leaves me as the deep thrust pins me to the bed.

I’ve unleashed a monster. He growls above me as he pulls out and drives in again.Hard.

With eyes wide open, I’m enraptured by his tight features as he uses my body for his pleasure. It starts off slow and deep but the speed quickly picks up. He pulls out only to plunge back in again.

My awe turns to maddening need as every time he sinks deep he grazes my clit with his mound. It’s a light, quick rub but it’s enough to set my body on fire. I start to meet his drives with some of my own. Anything to explore the sensation growing in my clit.

“Stay still,” he rasps. “You’re going to make me come.”

“I want to come too.” I plant my feet on the bed and thrust upward.

“Stubborn woman.” He pulls out, leaving my hole aching and empty.

“Brody, don’t—” Before I can get the words out, he spins me over so my stomach is flat against the mattress.

I gasp, still reeling from the unexpected move. Then his hands clamp around my waist, pulling me to a kneeling position.

“You can’t just—” A cry leaves me as he plunges back in. I’m full.So full.

“Tell me what I can’t do, Ivy.” He leans over me, breathing against my ear. “Tell me I can’t take you however I want.”

A whimper leaves my lips. No words. I’ve run out of words to argue because his ramming me from behind and fucking my body, spirit, and soul.

“Thought so,” he huffs. He ropes an arm around my stomach and holds me still for a quick succession of drives.

My eyes go blind and I’m shaking like a leaf in a tornado. He’s taking over me and upending my entire being from the inside out and there’s nothing I can do but take it.

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