Bossy Bodyguard: Bodyguard/ Ex’s Dad Age Gap Romance (Dominating Desires Book 3)
Bossy Bodyguard: Part 1 – Chapter 7

“Ride your pretty cunt on my cock and make yourself cum.”

I crawled to him, a small smile playing on my lips as I straddled him, gasping at the hot sensation of his dick rubbing against my clit. My gasp was swallowed by his lips and I melted in his arms when he kissed me gently, our tongues dancing together, building the anticipation of our union as I greedily rubbed over him, only to have him spank my ass and squeeze it before pulling away.

I whined at the loss, but he only chuckled, his chest rumbling with the small laughter. “Hurry up,” I said, watching him tear a foil.

How he made opening a condom wrapper with his teeth sexy was beyond me. It should definitely be illegal.

“You can ride me as much as you want, Doll,” he said when I watched him roll down the latex, my pussy yearning to feel his piercing inside me. “Now sit on my cock.”

“My pleasure,” I said, leaning forward on my knees and looking down at his impressive length. Biting the inside of my cheek, I held the base and slowly rubbed myself on the tip, sighing at the pleasure.

“Quit being a tease,” he growled, holding my waist and threatening me with a gentle squeeze. “Put me inside your pussy before I fuck you.”

I smirked at him and licked the scar on his lips before kissing him. “Don’t threaten me with good time.”

I held back my moan when he pulled me against him, holding my waist and claiming my mouth with his. I would never tire of his soft lips and spicy male scent. Which wasn’t a good thought considering the age gap and this being a one-night stand. I was pulled out of those thoughts when his thick tip pressed against my entrance, waiting and pulsing for me to move.

Holding his shoulders, I braced myself and slowly sank down on his length. I was whimpering, and he was groaning. His fingers dug into my waist as he slid inside me inch by delicious inch, creating a burning sensation as he filled me up.

“Cillian,” I whispered in a broken moan when the stretch of his thick girth filled me up, my walls squeezing him when I settled on top of him. My thighs quivered at the pleasure of being so full that I was on the edge of an orgasm.

“So good,” he growled. His hands ran from my hips to my back, caressing me and holding me close when I shivered. “You feel so fucking good, Doll. So perfect on my cock.”

I bit my lip at the dark, hot look on his face. His hair was long enough to cover his furrowed brow, and the delicious clench of his jaw with that scar on his lips made him look ethereal. His thumb pulled at my bottom lip and I took it in my mouth, biting it gently, moaning when he pulsed inside me.

“You okay, Doll?” He asked, kissing my cheek and trailing his lips to my neck, squeezing my breasts and licking my peaked nipples.

I didn’t have any words, so I nodded, slowly rocking myself on him and gasping at the sensation of his metal piercing rubbing inside of me.

Holy shhittt.

“You feel so big—fuck,” I cried out when he filled me up, my pussy clamping him in a tight fist.

Cillian let out a hiss of pleasure, squeezing my ass in an almost a painful grip that was definitely going to leave a mark. But he let me pick the pace, letting me use him for my pleasure, as he had said earlier. His hands played with my breasts and so did his lips, and teeth, leaving marks all over my body, and I let him because the bite of his teeth on my hardened nipple sent a shot of pleasure each time I fucked into him.

“I want you to cum again, Doll,” he commanded, licking his thumb and sliding it between our bodies to my clit. When I bucked with a soundless moan, he rubbed it, his expression going darker. “Cum on my cock like a good girl you are, hm?”

I was close and the fact that he noticed, increasing the pleasure by touching my clit, sent me spiraling over the edge as I came. My lips parted in an O and entire body trembled when the orgasm rolled over my body, fire licking my spine as climax gushed out of me.

My head was on his shoulder when I came to, blinking my heavy-lidded eyes and humming at the soft caress of his large hand on my back. I could have snuggled and fallen asleep on the comfort of his enormous body, especially when he raked his hand through my hair, but he was still hard as a rock inside me and I wanted to please him.

Before I could voice it out, he rolled us so that my back was on the bed while he hovered over me. I licked my lips at the sexy view of his broad shoulders and tattoos in front of me. He didn’t even have to tell me to spread my legs.

“Fuck me, Cillian,” I said, my voice hoarse with pleasure as I slid my hand between my legs and rubbed my sensitive clit. He watched me, his cock throbbing inside me, and I wanted nothing more than that man to ravish me at that moment. Even if it meant walking funny for a few days, I wanted him to have his fill.

“Scream for me when you cum this time,” he said, and his voice was all sex. My eyes widened when he spread my legs wider, throwing them over his shoulders and leaning close so I felt him go deeper, making me whimper. “What’s your safe word?”

Biting my lip, I said, “Don’t stop.”

He narrowed his eyes at me and closed a hand around my throat, choking me gently with a warning. “Try again, Doll.”

“Go harder?”

He pulled back and slammed inside me, rocking my entire body on the bed with his powerful thrust.

I cried out, holding on to his arm. “It’s red,” I trailed the word red when spikes of pleasure burned through me.

“Good girl.” He cupped my cheek and said, “Don’t forget it.”