Page 109 of Trust My Bodyguard

I can’t wait. I grab the sides of his face and tug him down, pushing my legs apart to give him room.

A wicked smile curves his lips as he leans in and gets right to it, stroking his tongue up my slit. My hips come off the chair as a cry leaves me. Brody uses this to his advantage, slipping his hands under me to fist my ass cheeks. He holds up my pussy to his face and proceeds to eat me out in earnest.

“Jesus, Ivy.” He laps at it. “Your sweet, tangy flavor is driving me crazy.”

His heated words, combined with the way he thoroughly devours me, make my body feel like a string pulled too tight. I want to snap, and only he can bring me to the razor’s edge. He presses his face against me, alternating between circling my clit and running his tongue through my slit to slurp up the wetness that spills out.

“Oh, my goodness!” I gyrate against him, trying to find friction. “Brody, I want to come.”

“I know, baby. I can feel how eager you are. But not yet.” He sucks my clit until my body feels as though it would explode, and then he stops and runs his tongue through my slit, drinking up my juices.

“Please,” I moan. He’s having his fun while I’m falling apart.

He takes my clit between his lips again. I’m sure he’d let me come this time. He sucks me softly. Just enough to make me feel heady with pleasure. I throw my head against the backrest, squeeze my eyes shut, and play with my nipples.

“Oh, yes, yes!” I twist my hips as my pleasure starts to peak.Almost there. “Brody, I’m going to come.”

His tongue presses harder on my clit, giving me something to rub against. “Come, baby. Rub yourself all over my tongue and come. You deserve it.”

An ear-splitting screech leaves my throat as I slide back and forth on his tongue. My orgasm hits me so hard I wrap my legs around his head and thrust my clenching pussy on his face.

Long seconds pass, and then I collapse onto the chair. Tremors still thrum through me, but something else worries me. “I’m so sorry.” I brush my hands up Brody’s face. “Did I hurt you? I don’t know what happened.”

I lost control, reaching for the pleasure however I could get it.

He chuckles like it’s a nonissue and plucks me off the seat. My yelp dies in my throat as he puts me against his chest, bridal style. He brings me to the bed, lays me on the pillows, and looks down at me. He’s a sight with his eyes dark and lusty and his jawcovered in my juices. My stomach quivers as fresh need rushes through me.

“You didn’t hurt me, Ivy. In fact, if you fuck my face like that every single time, we’d be doing nothing else.” He pulls down his zipper and reveals his cock, palming the hard length. “See how hard you make me. I love giving you pleasure, because it brings me pleasure, too.”

His admission warms me, and his cock makes me want to go again. As he’s busy getting undressed, I lean forward and take his cock in my hands. He’s hard and smooth and dripping at the tip. I pucker my lips and kiss it, taking some precum into my mouth.

“Fuck,” he rumbles, staring down his expansive, heaving chest.

He watches as I touch and taste him, eyes grow narrower, body growing tighter.

“Enough.” He takes me by the chin, pulling me up and fusing our lips.

Our combined tastes hit the back of my throat. It’s all the aphrodisiac I need. “Fuck me, Brody.” I lick my cream off his tongue. “I want you inside me.”

“I want to be inside you, too.” He eases me back onto the bed. “Lay down and open those legs for your new boyfriend.”

My heart beats a little faster. Brody’s mine. Head against the pillows, I pull my legs apart.

He comes down with me, laying between my open legs and fitting his hard cock inside my pussy.

“Just as I imagined,” he chokes out. “Soft and wet and fucking tight.” He drags my knees up and sinks a couple more inches in.

A whimper sings from my lips. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and kiss his neck. “Fuck me, Brody.”

“I wouldn’t get a pump in before I come, baby,” he huffs against my ear. “You feel too good.”

“If you come, just keep going. I need you to thrust in me now.”

“Oh, fuck.” He pulls out so only the tip lingers at my entrance, and then he plunges back in.

A scream rips from me. “More, more.”

He gives me more. Driving in and out of me with such force, the bed rams into the wall.

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