Page 10 of Sultry Bodyguard Summer

A little playful, are we?

While his playfulness might be "little," nothing else about him is. That kissing was big. I felt it in every cell of my body, especially the cells between my legs. I was entranced, mesmerized. I didn’t care that Blake was somewhere on the patio. Oliver made me feel safe and free to have the dirtiest thoughts about how he’d use that powerful mouth on other parts of my body.

Then there was his erection, which went beyond big, well into huge territory.

For me.

Or not. It could've been the physical stimulation of the kissing. Along with, maybe, a little hardness for me?

Is there a chance we could continue what we started? I’m game if he’s game. But something tells me that wouldn't go down with Sunbreak Security. Darcy wouldn’t approve. And I don't think Oliver is the type to violate company policy.

We could do it in secret. He’s staying in the room across from mine. Easy-peasy.

But is he single? “I hope this isn't too forward, but, you know, we were kissing at the most popular place in town. I wouldn't want anyone to see us and think you’re cheating on a girlfriend or anything. Would they? Do you have a girlfriend?”

“Ah, no, I don’t.”

I suck my bottom lip between my teeth.

“How about you?” he asks.

“No boyfriend for me. I haven’t had one of those in years. Six years to be exact. Not since I was an escort. That was the last time I had any free time. Once I started grad school it was studying, then interning, then starting my practice and my sexual wellness channel took off.”

I wave to the security guy at the Mangroves Club gate and he lets us through.

“But you have sex with your clients.”

“No, god no. I don’t have sex with my clients. I guess not in the strictest sense. There’s no touching. That’s the number one rule. But I do point out places on their anatomies and mine which they might not be familiar with. You’d be surprised how clueless people are about their own bodies and the bodies of the people they’ve been having sex with for years.”

Oliver pulls into the driveway and shuts off the engine.

“I also show them how to use toys and games they can play to get into the mood. We watch dirty movies together.” I meet his eyes and steady myself to shoot my shot. “We can do that if you want.”

“Porn? You want us to watch porn together?”

I shrug. “Sure. But first I was thinking we could pick up where we left off at the tiki bar.”

He lets out a harsh breath. “What happened in the tiki bar was us pretending to be lovey-dovey. That’s my job. I have a job to do. I can’t be watching porn and making out with clients.”

Ouch.After those amazing kisses, he doesn’t want to keep going? That was just his job? Seriously? That wasn’t the message I was getting from his dick. That piece of him was shouting loud and clear for us to continue.

But that could've been nothing more than a reflexive response to physical contact. “Okay, I understand. We won’t do that again.”

“Exactly.” He gets out of the car, walks around to my side, and opens the door for me.

Inside the house, I wait in the foyer while he checks the alarm system and does a room-to-room search.

“Leave your door open while you sleep,” he says, walking across the foyer. "About halfway open should be fine. I’ve good ears even while sleeping. I'll leave mine open, too.”

“Okay, but just because my bedroom door is open doesn't mean I’m interested in porn and making out,” I say with exaggerated sternness, trying to let humor defuse any awkwardness from his earlier rejection.

“I promise I won’t get the wrong idea.” He nods grimly.

“Goodnight, Oliver.” I stay in the foyer while he goes to his room and leaves his door wide open.

I pull my cell off the bedside table. Six-thirty on the dot. Will I evernotwake up at six-thirty on the dot? Already, I’ve got a text from Darcy.Oliver told me about the incident with Blake at Sandbar & Sips. How are you doing?

I put another pillow behind me. Propped up, I listen for sounds coming from Oliver’s room. I spent a good hour before drifting off to sleep listening for sounds from Oliver’s room. Then I fell asleep very horny because I wasn’t comfortable masturbating with a stoic and hearing-sensitive bodyguard an open-door away.