Page 153 of Bodyguard By Night

I gave her a toothy smile.

She laughed. “Now that’s a shark smile. C’mon, just one for me.” She inched forward until the base of my length was tucked against her pussy.

“That’s one way to get a smile.” I groaned at the wetness I could feel. Nothing between us. “And a dangerous move, Chaos.”

She rose on her knees and stroked her way up my length. “It feels good.” She tipped back her head for a second before she looked back down at me.

I heard the whir of the camera, but I didn’t care anymore. I reached for her, grasping her hips to control the stroke.

Her breath hitched as I dragged the tip of my cock through her slick wetness. That damn camera never moved. The chase for control was on.

I never backed down from a dare or a fight. Not when it mattered. I tucked the flared head of my dick under the little hood that hid her clit from me. If I moved just a little, I could slide inside of her.

That warm clasp of her body never disappointed. And each time, I got more addicted to the feel of her. But I wasn’t a stupid man and I would never take that kind of chance with her.

Instead I lifted her and flipped her to the bottom of the bed. She yelped and her arm with the camera flew to the side, but she didn’t drop it.

I hooked her leg over my shoulder and closed my mouth around her soft, swollen pussy. She arched up off the bed with a groan and my name rolled out into a rumbling sigh.

She soaked my face, and I knew I’d hold her with me today in my beard. One more excuse not to shave today.

I found her clit and sucked hard, driving her quickly up and over. Her thighs shook around my ears and she held me tight. I laughed as I heard the sound of her damn camera.

Biting the inside of her thigh, I gazed up at her. Instead of finishing up, I laced my fingers over her belly to hold her down. “Didn’t think you’d be into a show.”

“Neither did I.” She was out of breath.

“Then let me provide.”

“Oh, Jesus.”

“No help from anyone up there right now, Chaos.” I grinned at her then slowly destroyed her with my mouth.

I could live in her taste forever. Salty and sweet with the lightest peachy texture.

She bucked under me, her fingers gripping my hair as I relentlessly demanded everything. I spread her wide and laughed when I heard the camera tumble to the floor.

“Ransom, please.”

“One more.”

“I can’t—” She tried to inch away from me, her legs trembling as I lapped at her clit.

“I can’t get enough.” I jammed my hips into the mattress for some relief of my own. My dick was so rigid I was probably going to dent the goddamn bed.

But I wanted another.

I slid one arm up her belly to her chest, flicking my thumb over her tight nipple.

She covered my hand on her breast. “Harder.”

I plucked and tugged as my tongue found the right combination that she needed. Her cry was intense enough to drag me out of the haze I was in.

“Willow.” Guttural and almost agonized, I crawled up to cover her with my body and wrap myself around her as she shook under me.

“Inside,” she said against my neck. “Please.”

“I need to get—”