Page 10 of Brooding Bodyguard Summer

I won't stop now. Not until she begs me to. Not until her cream is dripping down my fingers. I hiss a grunt when I feel how wet her lace panties are. I pull them to the side, pulling back enough to watch her eyes. I rub the tips of my fingers over her swollen clit, dipping to eat her moans.

"That's my good girl," I hiss against her mouth. "So wet for me. You've needed this, yes, princess? Me touching you like your pussy belongs to me?"

"Y-yes, yes, I need it. Doesn't it belong to you, Neko?"

"Fuck. Yeah, it does. It's fucking mine now, Noemi. No one else will ever feel how silky wet you get. How tight," I hiss as I push two fingers inside her, loving how she grips me. "You get when you're not. I can't wait for you to be wrapped around my cock, princess."

"Oh my god," she gasps, head thrown back as my thumb rubs at her clit, my fingers pumping slow, gently. "Neko...I'm....I'm going to..."

"Do it for me, princess. Let me see you come for me."

Noemi's head falls back against the stone wall as she does just as she is told. I can't pump my fingers into her pussy because it gets so right as she comes. Her cream soaks my fingers. Grabbing her hand, I press it to my cock, where I am swollen, aching, the head sticky with my own cum.

"See what you do to me, Noemi? You ruin me."

"Good," she pants against my mouth as her fingers trace the evidence of me coming in my pants like some loser teenager touching his first pussy.

To be fair, hers is just the third I've touched. I want her to know that. To know about Panama, about who I was before and who I became after. I want to her to know just how goddamn tangled up in her I truly am. I have never felt so twisted up, so captivated in my entire life.

"Good," I whisper back, rocking my hips forward so she can feel how hard I still am for her. "Because I am going to ruin you for anyone else."

"I am not for anyone else, Neko. I never was. I was just waiting for you to show up in my life," she husks, her gaze holding mine as she declares this.

That might sound cute or saccharine. It might seem over the top. Not for us. Not with this thing between us. Noemi is not wrong. My entire life led me to coming here, to protect her, to find her. To have her.

"Well, now that I am where I belong, I just have to take care of you other suitor. If he comes close to you again..."

I trail off because now that I have broken the last rule, crossed the last line I can, nothing else matters. I have hurt men before in my job. It's part of what I do. I've killed before, while I was in the marines. I hate that I ever took a life but it was ours or theirs and I made the choice for them.

For her...for her, I would kill without remorse or regret.

Chapter Six

Noemi

Having a brooding bodyguard boyfriend is the most fun.

It is a beautiful day to be living my life. I am sitting on the patio beside the pool in a tiny lavender bikini. He stands over me, pretending to watch the perimeter or take stock or whatever it is bodyguards do. I happen to know he has adjusted himself about seven times because he is hard because his eyes never leave my body.

"I should ask you to lotion my back for me," I call sing-song playfully, tilting my shades down to peer up at him.

"If you shake that sweet ass at me, it's kitten spanked. I might even leave my handprint on it. Behave, little girl," he growls, adjusting himself again.

Laughing because this really is so much fun, I drop my shades back in place. He is pretending not to be turned on by me. Not to notice how I shift my hips or arch my back just for him to get a better view. Since that day in the garden, he has not tried hiding his focus being locked on me.

Except today is not just a day in the sun for us. Father is hosting a get together for some of his partners. I will be on my best behavior once they start to show up. I even told Neko I would change suits if he wanted. This purple two piece was something I ordered for him.

"Don't threaten me with a good time, Neko," I shoot back, turning on my stomach to do just what he warned me not to. Once I am prone, I give a shake of my ass. Just a little tease. It's fun to tease, I am learning.

Neko rewards me with that deep, low laugh he rarely allows. It sounds rusty as if he forgot how to make the sound. I imagine he might have. We've talked a little about our losses, but I fear there is more beneath his stoic facade. Losing my mother, losing one of my aunts, it was traumatic, for sure.

Neko carries a loss with him that weighs him down.

"Do you intend to taunt me all night, baby?" He whispers low, moving close to crouch beside the lounger I am on.

Lord, I love when he calls me that. When he looks at me the way he is looking at me now. His gaze slides over me slowly, almost as weighted as a touch on my skin. He makes me feel beautiful, sensual. I've never felt any of the things this man makes me feel and this is just the beginning.

"I might. Unless you ask me to behave. I will go change, I will be a good little girl for you," I tease, pushing my shades atop my head.