Page 72 of Daddy's Bodyguard

“We added to this uncleanness,” I whisper in her ear. She shoves me, and I chuckle. “You weren’t complaining at the time.”

“Shush.”

“In fact, I think you were begging me not to stop. Telling me to go harder. How good I felt. Something about me being amazing. I even think you called me-”

She covers my mouth with my hands, her cheeks red as an overripe tomato. “Cállate! Just shut up!”

Sofia is so fucking adorable; I can’t stand it. I pull her hands off my mouth and kiss her palms. She’s glancing around like someone’s going to hear us. Then she sighs and slumps into my side.

“Just when I think you’ll be a gentleman.”

“I can be a gentleman and hilarious.” I kiss her temple, then just in front of her ear, then down her jaw.

She squirms, and I squeeze her gently. “Does it bother you that I like you, baby doll?” I ask.

“No.”

But she doesn’t look at me when she says it. I roll my eyes. “Two truths and a lie. You first.”

“I miss Scrabble. I’m worried about Carissa and the guys at work. We should get the cops involved so they can end this.”

“You don’t miss Scrabble?”

“No.” She turns and huffs. “I want this to be done, Jasper. I’m tired of being holed up, even if it’s been pleasant lately. And … I don’t like starting something or maybe starting something so far away from reality.”

“Quiet is good. As for getting the cops involved, it’s still not a good idea. As soon as Tiberon gets sentenced, we’ll focus on the next step. We don’t need to jump into-”

“Two truths and a lie.” She faces me directly.

I sigh. “I like what we have. Your dad can handle this. We can get out of this intact, together.”

She studies me for a long time. “See. We both know what this is going to come down to.”

No way can her dad sweet talk himself out of this. If he could have, he never would have hired us. I pet Sofia’s back and twirl her hair around my finger. It’s tempting to want things to stay just like this, but I can feel her getting more restless.

I glance at my phone and see a timer set. Kingston clarifies.

Issued threat. Twenty-four hours to comply. Need rendezvous at SH1 in twelve.

Great. The whole gang together again.

For now, I want to focus on what’s in front of me. I kiss Sofia’s neck, gently pushing her hair to the side before doing it again. She shivers and welcomes more by leaning her head to the side. I’m getting more familiar with her love language.

Dragging her onto my lap, I rub her thighs and kiss across her neck until she rubs herself against me. “Jasper,” she breathes, her voice thick with need.

“Tonight?”

“Now.” She agrees.

I groan and pick her up, carrying her to bed. I devour her mouth as we strip each other. She’s kissing me back with so much hunger, I wonder if she feels our time alone is winding down too. I kiss every inch of her, taking it slow, drawing it out. I don’t want her to forget this. Once I’m inside her, our foreheads brushing as she digs her nails into my hips, the emptiness goes away. It’s only temporary, but for now, I’ll enjoy feeling whole again.

Sofia feels right against me. Like she belongs right here, nothing between us. She gasps as I sink deeper inside her. Her pussy pulses around my cock, and I groan, clutching her thigh as I fill her completely.

I hold the back of her head, wanting her to watch me, wanting to watch her as we do this. Only us.

“Gentle tonight.” She whispers. “Slow.”

I nod. I like when she gives me instructions when she tells me just how to please her. It means she wants me, means she wants this, and it’s so fucking good to know how to give her what she wants.

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