Page 11 of Bossy Bodyguard

My head was on his shoulder when I came to, blinking my heavy-lidded eyes and humming at the soft caress of his large hand on my back. I could have snuggled and fallen asleep on the comfort of his enormous body, especially when he raked his hand through my hair, but he was still hard as a rock inside me and I wanted to please him.

Before I could voice it out, he rolled us so that my back was on the bed while he hovered over me. I licked my lips at the sexy view of his broad shoulders and tattoos in front of me. He didn’t even have to tell me to spread my legs.

“Fuck me, Cillian,” I said, my voice hoarse with pleasure as I slid my hand between my legs and rubbed my sensitive clit. He watched me, his cock throbbing inside me, and I wanted nothing more than that man to ravish me at that moment. Even if it meant walking funny for a few days, I wanted him to have his fill.

“Scream for me when you cum this time,” he said, and his voice was all sex. My eyes widened when he spread my legs wider, throwing them over his shoulders and leaning close so I felt him go deeper, making me whimper. “What’s your safe word?”

Biting my lip, I said, “Don’t stop.”

He narrowed his eyes at me and closed a hand around my throat, choking me gently with a warning. “Try again, Doll.”

“Go harder?”

He pulled back and slammed inside me, rocking my entire body on the bed with his powerful thrust.

I cried out, holding on to his arm. “It’s red,” I trailed the word red when spikes of pleasure burned through me.

“Good girl.” He cupped my cheek and said, “Don’t forget it.”

8

ARE YOU SORE?

CILLIAN

“Yes, Cillian—ah!”

Emma moaned, her voice soft and sultry, full of pleasure when I dragged my dick out to slam inside her perfect pussy. I had to clench my teeth and hold on to her pretty body to keep myself from coming. She was fucking perfect. Her breasts jiggling with each thrust, her warm, curvy body perfect against mine, and her pouty pink lips parted in a soundless gasp.

I kissed her calf on my shoulder, biting the soft skin. I wanted to mark her everywhere. Claim her.

“Touch yourself,” I grunted, filling her up, her walls clamping me. “Rub your pretty clit and make yourself cum again, Doll.”

She obeyed, gliding her hand down her body, but she stopped when I pounded inside her. She was gasping and panting, a thin sheet of sweat glistening on her.

“I—I can’t.” She twisted her face into the sheets, her hands fisting them. “Cillian!”

“Yes, Doll, I got you,” I whispered, leaning down and spreading her legs wider. “I’ll make you cum again, yeah. I know you can.”

Her reply was a muffled groan when I kissed her, slowly rocking my cock inside her as our tongues danced against each other. I was so close, but I wanted to make her orgasm one more time.

Sliding a hand between us, I rubbed her clit and increased my speed. Her eyes widened and her thighs were shaking. I knew she was on the edge as well, so I rolled my hips and kept my pace, making sure to rub my piercing over her G-spot, knowing how much she loved it.

Just when I felt her pussy spasming around me with her orgasm, I climaxed as well, filling her up with my cock and groaning her name as my body shook with white hot pleasure. I stroked her shaking legs, letting her ride out the aftershocks, and slowly pulled out before dropping beside her, panting at the ceiling.

Fuck. That was one of the best sex of my life.

My body tensed when her hand landed on my chest and I looked at her, her eyes closed as she tried to catch her breath, one golden lock falling on her face. Relaxing under her touch, I pulled her limp body closer and tucked her hair behind her ear. I rubbed her back, gently soothing her trembling body.

I was proud that she enjoyed it as much as I did, if not more.

“Are you okay?” I asked once our breathing had calmed down. I would have loved to cuddle her after a warm shower, spending each precious second to clean her up by touching every nook and cranny of her sexy body. But I was too content to keep lying with her in my post-coital bliss.

“I think you broke me,” Emma whispered, her blue eyes clear as they peered at me.

I chuckled, kissing her hair and smelling sweet vanilla. Fuck, I had to keep calm, or I was sure I would take her again. I leaned up on my elbow, marveling at her pink nipples and the hickies all over her body before pinning my stare between her legs.

“Are you sure?” I teased, running my hand over her waist, “I can check if your pussy is—”

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