Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 43574 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43574 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Her pussy had tightened back up on me and it took my cock three tries to get inside her. She came awake to my mouth on hers and my tongue trailing a path along her lower lip.
“Morning baby.” She opened her mouth and let me in and wrapped her legs around my hips in answer. I forced my cock past her tight as fuck pussy folds and held still when she moaned into my mouth, even though it almost killed me.
I knew from the sounds she made that she was having a hard time taking me and wish like fuck I was the kind of man to take it easy on her. I’m not.
Maybe if I didn’t feel like I’d fucking die if I didn’t have her again it might’ve been easy, but I woke with a hankering need for her that nothing but being inside her would appease.
I’d stopped worrying about the danger of my sudden obsessive need for her sometime during the night, after about the third or fourth time I’d turned to her.
It wasn’t as if I had any control over the shit anyway, but I tried to convince myself that it was because this was all new. That soon the novelty would wear off and I could go back to being me.
But once I slid inside her I knew that for the lie it was. Nothing felt as good as being inside her. I knew then that as long as I live, I would never, not feel this way about her. I’m always going to need this with her.
“Tell me when you’re ready.” I kissed her lips one last time before burying my face in her neck. Her makeup person was gonna have a hell of a time hiding what I’d done to her body. I’d left my mark in more places than one and wasn’t too concerned about how she was going to explain that shit.
“Ready.” Her voice was still soft and dreamy from sleep as I slipped the last couple inches inside her. She started moving before I was fully planted and my dick slipped even deeper until she was cutting off my blood flow.
“Don’t move baby.” I gritted my teeth against the pleasure pain, afraid that if I fucked her as hard as I wanted to I’d tear her or some shit. Of course she moved and of course all my self-control flew out the damn window again.
I only left her when the time for her to be at work drew near, and even then I had her in the shower again. She’d lost most of her shyness during the night but there was still a lingering shadow of something when we shared a cup of coffee before leaving the house.
I figured it was just the newness of the situation; that she was going through the same things I was in her own mind. So when she looked a little spooked when we headed outside to the car I brushed it off.
She wanted to ride up front with me but I talked her out of it even though I wanted it too. I couldn’t forget that she was still in danger and it was my job to protect her. The lines had become blurred and I knew it was going to take us both a minute to figure shit out.
“Are we going to tell people about us?” I looked at her in the mirror when she asked that question. I hadn’t given much thought to how her management team was going to react to this new development, but I didn’t much care.
They can fire me as her bodyguard I guess, but there’s no way they were getting rid of me now.
“Do you want to? We’ll do whatever you decide.” I could be magnanimous now, because there was no doubt for either of us, who she belonged to. Everyone else could pretty much get fucked. At least I hadn’t lost my balls completely.
I didn’t need weeks or months to know what my heart had already told me. She was it. As long as that holds true, no one, not even she, can change that shit.
“I haven’t thought about it.” She worried her lip and that sketchy look came into her eyes again. I was beginning to get the feeling that that shit was about more than the skell that was stalking her, but what?
I hadn’t seen anything hinky since I’d been here. There was no old boyfriend harassing her, no entanglements of any sort. And yet every once in a while I get the feeling that there’s something she’s not telling me, or anyone else for that matter.
“One thing I’m sure of; I’m not taking money to watch over you.” She opened her mouth to argue but I shut her down fast. “Fuck that. If that outs us so be it, but no way am I going to be that guy. It goes against everything I stand for.” She nodded as if she understood but I knew she was full of shit by her next words.