Bossy Bodyguard: Bodyguard/ Ex’s Dad Age Gap Romance (Dominating Desires Book 3)
Bossy Bodyguard: Part 3 – Chapter 35

My stomach was clenched with nerves when I looked at one of the many mirrors in the room to see Cillian tear open a foil with his teeth. Licking my lips, I watched him roll the condom over his glinting piercing and his long shaft.

“Come on, old man,” I teased, my voice breathy as I wriggled my ass to him. “Hurry up!”

“This old man is going to take his time.” Cillian spanked me, but it was light and playful, making me bite my lip. “Have patience, Doll. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t.” I watched him pour lube on his cock and met his eyes. “And if you do… I’m sure I’ll like it. Love it even.”

He stopped, giving me a look that I couldn’t decipher, and shook his head. “Trouble,” he muttered to himself and straightened up, pinning me down with his hand on my arched back and rubbing his tip over my ass.

My eyes went wide when he kept teasing me, never entering.

“Do you see the wand on your left?” he asked, his voice smoky. “Grab it and use it on your clit.”

I did what he said because I didn’t want him to stop whatever he was doing. I held it between my legs and watched our reflection. I was on all fours on the bed with my butt in the air while his large frame was behind me, his hips rocking, and he gently slid the head of his cock inside me.

“Oh fuck,” I gasped at the new sensation of being penetrated and tried to clench and unclench. I could even feel his piercing.

“Relax, Doll,” Cillian gritted his clenched teeth and pushed the wand on my clit. “Focus on the pleasure and take deep breaths. I promise I’ll make you feel good.”

I trusted him. He’d never break his promise.

Cillian stayed still for a while until my breathing became calmer and then slid deeper, my mouth parting at the new sensations that were firing all over my body and rushing to my brain.

“Cillian!” I gasped, struggling to keep the buzzing wand over my sensitive clit when he went all the way in, stretching me around his thick girth and grunting over me. “Oh, God…”

“You are so incredibly tight, Doll,” he groaned, squeezing my ass again. “Is it hurting?”

I shook my head, my eyes already rolling over my head. “I feel like… oh.”

Orgasm exploded out of me and I whimpered when he pulled out and slowly rocked inside me, making the orgasm last longer and longer. When I came to, I saw Cillian fucking my ass in the mirror. His jaw clenched as he panted over me.

“You just came while I fucked your ass, Doll,” he grunted, the sounds of our skin slapping against each other surrounding us. “Does it feel that good, hm?”

“So good,” I nodded, my tongue heavy. “I think I’m gonna cum again.”

“My Doll cums when she gets fucked in the ass, huh? Fuck,” he groaned, slamming inside me as I clenched down on him. I felt so full and overwhelmed by all the stimulation. “Increase the level on the wand. I want you to cum again while I fuck your ass.”

I pressed a button, and it started buzzing faster, making my entire body tremble. The pleasure of his dick pounding in my ass and the wand on my clit was making my entire body tremble. His fingers dug into my cheeks when he increased his pace, going deeper and harder. His erotic grunts, groans and moans sent me over the edge as I came, feeling him spurt inside the condom.

My eyes squeezed shut at the overpowering orgasm, and I couldn’t move when it kept rolling out of me that I had to scrunch the sheets to hold on to something. I mumbled something incoherent when Cillian fell on top of me, his hot breath fanning over my neck as we both stayed like that for a while.

“Cillian.”

“Mhm?” He pulled away, his fingers tucking my hair behind my ear so he could look at me.

“I think you broke me again,” I whispered. The wand was still buzzing somewhere on the bed.

“Shut up, you’re being dramatic,” he said, and kissed my cheek. It felt so gentle even after everything we had done that day. The kiss on the cheek and how he caressed my back made my heart hammer. “You good, Doll?”

I gasped when he slid out of me, making me squirm on the bed. “My butt feels weird,” I said, looking at him as he stood up, picking up some wipes.

He narrowed his eyes at me, and I glared at his sexy tattooed body. How dare he look hot as fuck after so much fucking while I looked so mussed up? It wasn’t fair. I already wanted to climb him again. “Is it good weird or bad weird?”

“Good weird?” I asked, blinking up at him as he hummed to himself.

“That’s okay. I’ll be right back. Stay there,” he pointed at me as I sprawled on the bed, watching his firm butt and sexy back disappearing in the bathroom.

I was still on the bed, staring at my reflection in the mirror, when he came back naked—yay—with a warm rag. My cheeks turned red when he cleaned me up, his hands gentle as the soft cloth went from my pussy to my butt.

“Do you feel sore?” he asked, holding me up in his arms.

“I can walk. Put me down,” I said, snuggling into his broad chest when he walked us to the bathroom. He had already readied the bath with warm water that looked so inviting I wanted to stay in it for hours.

“I’m not letting you go for a few hours. So shut up and answer my question.” He looked stern—like he always did—but his tone was soft.

“A bit,” I answered truthfully, looking at his tattoo and nipple piercings as he sat us both down in the large tub. “Oh fuck. This feels amazing.”

“Just a bit?” he asked, caressing my back and massaging a few sore muscles that made me melt in his strong arms. This was perfect. Having a warm bath with Cillian.

“Yes, just a bit.”

I didn’t know when my eyes closed and how I drifted to sleep, but I remembered lying down on his chest with his arms around me. His large hand caressing my back as he placed a small kiss on my hair.

“You did so well today,” he whispered, his voice soft. “I’m so proud of you, Doll. My good girl.”

I knew that he didn’t mean just the scene.