Page 68 of Trust My Bodyguard

“Someone shot at you,” I repeat, fear clamping around my chest.

Someone shot at Ivy. God, no.

I grab her face and look into her eyes. Apart from the naked fear and alarm, she looks alright. I turn her head to the ceiling and check her neck. No bruises, no blood. The sweater she has on slides against my fingers as I drag it up.

“What are you doing?” she squeaks.

“Checking.” My voice comes out weak, shaky. I don’t know what I’d do if Ivy got hurt.

Her stomach is smooth, her porcelain skin cool and unmarred. I lift my hands to her chest. A gunshot wound through the heart is deadly. She’s soft to the touch and bare. She gasps above me as my fingers trail her nipples. It doesn’t register what I’m doing until she lets out a soft moan.

“What are you doing, Brody?” She sounds breathless.

I pause, my head snapping back into place. I have my thumbs on her nipples with my head on her belly. “I didn’t mean to...” I drag my hands away and pull her into my arms. “You didn’t get hurt, did you?”

She’s cool to the touch like she’s been out in the cold and indeed she has. Her outfit is too light for a trip in the chilly weather. She drove out here tonight. Anything could have happened to her. Whoever’s after them could have followed her, caught her, and hurt her.

“I’d be in the hospital if I was hurt, wouldn’t I?” she snaps. “Or maybe the morgue.”

My heart hammers in my chest. “Fuck, no. Don’t say that.”

“He shot at my head, Brody.”

I bury my face in her neck and take a drag of her warm scent. “You’re alright.” I reach my hands up into her scalp and caress the roots of her hair. No blood. No wound. “You’re alright.”

“I’m not. I’m scared. What if he comes back?”

“You’re with me now.” I pull back to look into her eyes. “I won’t let anyone get to you.”

She starts to protest again and I run out of options. If she keeps speaking, I’ll do something mental like drive to Denver right now and scour the whole of the city looking for the shooter. We can’t have that. I need her quiet. I need her to know that she’s safe now.

I press a kiss to the side of her trembling lips, muttering quiet words of reassurance. She’s so soft and supple against me. Easy to break. I’d never let anyone hurt her. I turn my face and steal the frightened words from her tongue. Unlike her skin, her mouth is warm and wet and welcoming.

It doesn’t take a second for her to return my kiss with fervor. Her arms wrap around my neck and pull me deeper like she needs my touch to know she’s alive and unhurt. I give her what she needs, banding my arms around her waist and pulling her body against mine.

Nothing will ever hurt you, Ivy. Not if I can help it.

Even fear.

I need to free her from it. I need to rid myself of it.

I walk her to the bed and ease her onto the mattress. She doesn’t want to let my lips go as she rolls our tongues together and moans softly. Her legs wrap around my waist and her hips veer up, hitting the center of her thighs against my hardening cock. The sweatpants I have on in addition to whatever’s covering her pussy is not enough to prevent me from feeling her wet heat. I want to taste it. I want to make her feel good.

I ease my hands between our bodies and rub her hard, little nipples. She gasps, arching her back up into my touch. She throws her hands over her head and allows me to take off her sweater. Her skin pebbles with gooseflesh, her body trembling.

Fucking sweet.

I lean in and take one tight bead between my lips.

“Oh,” she gasps, hands running through my hair. I switch to the second one, getting a similar reaction. “Please, more.”

“I wish I could.” The words grate out of me. “But there’s something I want more.”

“Huh?” She pants, looking down at me as I run soft kisses down her trembling belly on the way to what’s hidden beneath her short skirt.

I find a zipper and rid her of it but I’m met with more obstacles. My chest heaves as I assess the pantyhose providing her a layer of protection against the cold. An obstacle against me.

But I’m not deterred. I run my fingers down the middle, finding the spot that makes her soft body twitch.

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