Page 68 of Daddy's Bodyguard

I brush my teeth and change my pants, not bothering to put on a shirt. I’ve seen how she looks at me when I’m topless. And when I stand in front of the TV, her eyes drink me in. She’s still in that big t-shirt, and I can’t help but wonder if she has anything under it.

Leaning closer to her, I pull at the hem of her shirt, and she swats me while giggling. “Behave.”

“Eye fuck me again, and I can’t promise I will,” I threaten.

She bites her bottom lip. “Well, if you didn’t look so delicious…”

“Me?”

She adjusts on her knees and puts her finger over my lips. “Keep your mouth shut, and I might just make today interesting.”

I cock an eyebrow but reply with a brief nod. She kisses across my abdomen, her fingers hooking in the top of my jeans. She licks my hip, and I groan. “Fuck that feels good.”

“You opened your mouth. No blow job for you.” She rocks back, sitting on her heels.

Shaking my head, I join her on the couch, kissing her hard and deep as my hand tangles in her hair. She pulls away, letting out a shaky breath and licks her bottom lip. “You’re not pissed?”

“Tell me no all you want. I’m in it for you, not the sex.”

A flash of tenderness crosses her face, and she palms my cheek. “Take off your pants,” she whispers.

Chapter 21

Sofia

I’m in it for you, not the sex.

Jasper’s words run deep, touching something inside me that leaves me smiling yet feeling terrified. What should I do with this information? Do I lean into it or run the hell away?

God, I’m confused, yet so damn turned on. It’s easier to submit to my carnal side than to get entangled in these emotions. I leave the couch and get on my knees as Jasper undoes his button, then his zipper, standing back up. I watch his face, the obvious anticipation in his eyes, the softness of his lips. I drag his jeans down and find him already half hard.

“Number one on my to-do list,” I murmur, gripping his cock.

“Fuck, yes,” he pants, running his fingers through my hair. “I like your list.”

I answer by licking from the base of his cock to the tip. Jasper hisses, his grip tightening in my hair. I like that he’s shaved and how clean he smells. I like how soft the skin of his shaft is. I like how quickly he gets hard for me.

I wrap my lips around the head of his cock while watching his face. His cheeks go red as I slide my hand up to meet my mouth, then he moans as I lick over the tip. I take him deeper, testing myself.

He’s thick and long. I don’t know how much is going to fit. I drag my tongue over the base of his cock, savoring the salty taste of him. Jasper’s eyes close, and he moans softly, his other hand fisting tightly in my hair.

I sink lower and lower, taking him in my throat until I gag. I pull back and mark the place with my hand. I’m going to need it. I bob up and down, hollowing my cheeks with every suck, teasing him with flicks of my tongue, and then I moan as he hits the back of my throat again.

All at once, Jasper slips from my mouth and my hands. Dipping, he pulls my shirt up and over my head and lays me back on the couch. I swallow, slightly disappointed. “You didn’t like my oral skills?”

“Without a doubt, baby. But I need to feel your pussy around my cock.”

I moan.

Jasper hurries to get a condom and comes back as he rolls it on. He curses and pulls it off before flipping it. “These fucking things.”

“Someone’stooeager,” I tease.

“Listen, they look the same from both directions.” He tugs one of my ankles towards him. “And this is a small couch.”

“If only we had a bed,” I reply, sarcasm dripping in my voice.

“I’d fuck you on the floor.” He comes down on top of me and pulls my thigh up and over his hip. “Or in a van.”

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