Page 69 of Daddy's Bodyguard

“Going to start rhyming for me?” I accept one kiss and another and another. “On a train and a plane?”

“Not a plane.” He teases me, rubbing his cock against my pussy without dipping in. “The bathroom is too small.”

I laugh and pull him down to kiss me again. I’ve never laughed during sex before. It had always been a serious affair. Jasper grins and kisses me again, wrapping his hand around the back of my head before rolling his body with mine.

“Do you want this … me?”

I suspect he’s talking about more than sex, but I nod anyway. “Yes. I want you inside me. Now.”

“I love when you give me orders,” he growls, thrusting into me.

My lips part, and I cling to his shoulders, dragging my nails over his thick arms. “You’re so fucking huge.”

He groans and presses his forehead to mine, grabbing my hand and pinning it above my head, lacing our fingers. He thrusts again, filling me with his cock as pleasure sparks in my stomach. I wrap my leg around him, wanting to be as close as possible.

“Jasper.” I gasp as he fills me again, and my hips roll to meet his. “Fuck.”

“You feel so good.” He breathes in my ear. “So fucking good, Sofia.”

I moan and roll my hips against his, meeting his thrusts as I jerk my hand from his to wrap around his neck. I kiss him hard and hungry, pushing him back until I’m on his lap. I bounce on his cock, riding him hard as my climax builds in my stomach. God, he feels so amazing. The spots he’s hitting are driving me insane.

“Fuck!” I gasp, kissing him again, swallowing his moan.

Jasper thrusts up and into me, pushing me higher and higher. My toes tingle, and I can’t hold out. He’s just too good. He kisses across my chest, squeezes my ass and thrusts again and again.

A long scream escapes my lips as I come, biting his shoulder hard as my body slumps against his. My hips roll slowly, still humming with the pleasure of the orgasm. I gently kiss the bite mark I left. “Your turn.”

“You’re edging me already, baby.” He kisses across my temple, his arms wrapped around my waist. “You are so fucking amazing.”

I roll my hips, and he grunts. Nodding, he licks his bottom lip. “Just like that.”

Groaning, I bounce on his cock. My soft panting accelerates to a loud, continuous moan as I get closer and closer to the edge once more. He just gives nonstop orgasms, and I take them with no complaints. My body shivers as another one rocks my core. I lean back, bracing myself on his knees as I roll my body, jerking back and forth to take his cock over and over again.

“Yes, Sofia! Yes!” He grips my hips tight, squeezing as he pumps up and into me.

I fall over the edge again, panting and groaning. “Fuck!”

We come down together. Jasper holds me against his chest, shaking. He chuckles. “We do this a few more times, and we’ll have knocked out a whole day.”

I laugh and push myself up, and Jasper steadies me. “Easy.”

“I don’t think you could go that many rounds.” Leaning in, I kiss him softly.

Jasper pauses, then holds the back of my head as he kisses me back. Our tongues stroke and tease, but there’s no rush. Every kiss is drawn out, savored, slow, like waking up on a Sunday morning.

When I draw back, I feel the butterflies. They stir my stomach until I’m half nauseous, half convinced I need to kiss him again. I touch his face, slowly stroking his jaw. He turns to kiss across my fingertips.

Shivers follow in the wake of his mouth, and I know I’m damned. I’m damned for wanting him. Damned for having him. Damned for not wanting to leave this horrible motel room as long as he’s here with me.

I brush my thumb over his bottom lip, lean in and kiss him again. His hands tighten on my hips. “Don’t pull away this time.”

I swallow hard.

“Let me in, querida.”

I melt at the Spanish on his tongue, the way he knows me, protects me, treats me like I’m gold. “You terrify me, Jasper. Your life terrifies me.”

“The violence?”

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