Bodyguard (Being Edited)

Sixty Seven

⚠️THIS IS HOT! I REPEAT, THIS. WILL. BE. HOT.⚠️

I moan, my hips shaking as my pants become slick, Mikkel rubbing my clot through them as he passionately kissed my neck and ear.

My hips begin to move themselves and I whimper, making Mikkel smile against my neck.

"What, are you gonna cum already? I haven't even taken your clothes off."he says seductively against my ear, his middle finger rubbing against my clit and making me groan and nod.

This makes him chuckle and he takes his hand away, causing my hips to begin shaking.

"Look how wet you are, tiff."he chuckles, looking at his basically dripping hand.

"M-more."I beg, pulling his hands back down towards my heat and making him smile.

"You want me to touch you more?"he asks against my ear.

"Yes."I beg, looking at him with pleading eyes.

"Tell me, say it if that's what you want."he demands.

"I want you to touch me more, Mikkel."I whine as he smiles, his hands coming to the drawstring of my pants, untying them.

Then I moan as he slips his hand into my pants, his fingers immediately finding my clit and rubbing it in fast circles.

He kisses my ear and neck passionately, my eyes rolling back as I feel my orgasms quick approach.

Suddenly Mikkel's fingers slide down and sink into my entrance, causing me to moan out and shake as he begins quickly pumping his fingers into me.

My orgasm hits, but is prolonged considering his fingers were drilling into my gspot. My legs close around his hand as he still thrusts and my hips lift up off the bed as oversensitivity begins to take over.

I cry out and then take a deep breath, my entire body shaking as I whimper out again.

I feel another orgasm hit, this one much harder. My hips jolt as I feel his lips against my ear. I feel a growing wetness throughout my pants and Mikkel finally, slowly removes his hand from my pants.

"Look at that."he says, signaling to his dripping hand.

"I think you squirted." He says over my panting.

My mind was clouded and I was exhausted. Two in a row??!!

"I hope you're not getting tired."he says, slipping out from beneath me.

"Huh?"I say groggily as he gets out of bed, gripping my ankles and pulling me to the edge of the bed.

"We're far from done, Tiffany."He chuckles, making me smile slightly as he grips pulls my pants off of my body.

"Oh my gosh, more?"I ask as he lays over me, between my legs.

"Oh yeah."he says before pulling my shirt up over my breasts.

I chuckle as he brings his mouth to my right breast, groping the other. I wince and then chuckle, my hands coming to his hair.

He begins passionately kissing my breasts, leaving little love bites, and quite frankly filling my body with pleasure and oversensitivity.

I hiss, and moan, my back arching a bit as he looks up, making quick eye contact as he sucked my breast.

My breath hitches and I grip his head, immediately pulling him off.

"What?"he chuckles, groping my breasts and rubbing his thumbs against my nipples.

I whimper out, my hands coming to his in attempt to remove his thumbs.

He smirks, looking down at my breasts.

"Oh? I'm sorry, I didn't realize they were sensitive."he smirks.

"B-be gentle."I beg.

"You want me to be gentle?"he asks, pressing gentle kisses against my stomach and between my breasts.

I forgot he was obeying my every command. But I know him, I should definitely be careful with my words.

My breathing shakes as he kisses the sensitive skin of my ribs, slowly moving down. I moan softly as he presses kisses against my clit.

My hips jumps as he uses the tip of his tongue to slightly nudge my clit.

Everything was so sensitive.

I whimper as he gently suckles and his large hands grip my hips.

His tongue begins prodding my entrance and my eyes roll back as I release a long moan.

He chuckles as he stands up straight.

"You're so beautiful."he says, leaning down and pressing his lips to mine.

I moan as we kiss passionately, and I feel him lowering his pants.

"Now, do you want me to fuck you gently, or not?"he asks as I feel his tip against my entrance.

I moan as he teases me, dipping shallowly into my entrance.

I whimper, wiggling my hips around and making him laugh.

"Answer me, Tiffany."he says.

"Or not! Or not."I say, making him chuckle as he slams into me.

I cry out as he holds himself there, leaning down and pressing kisses against my face. Then he pulls out almost fully, and slams back in, making me whimper and flinch.

There was something so special about this, I was in so much pleasure. Completely surrendering myself to Mikkel.

Something about this makes me feel.. accomplished.

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