The Bodyguard's Temptress

Chapter 18

Knox

I want to be yours, Danny Knox.

Fuck. Hearing those words come out of her mouth nearly became my undoing. And the way she kissed me...I've never tasted lips so sweet, so fucking addictive. 

My little temptress has finally caught me in her trap, and now she's standing in the middle of my living room, pulling her shirt over her head. I down the rest of my drink, setting the glass back on the end table. After taking pain medication and rewrapping my hand once we got back, I'm feeling good. Ready to sit back and enjoy the show my baby girl is putting on for me. 

"Slower," I growl, spreading my legs to show her the effect she has on me as she strips. I couldn't tear my gaze away even if I wanted to. Mesmerized, I bite my lip, watching her.

She meets my gaze bravely, hooking her fingers in the waistband of her shorts, slowly dragging them down her thick, creamy thighs. As they pool around her feet, she tosses them aside. Now, she's only in black lace, and looking so fucking sexy my cock feels like it's going to burst from my pants. 

"C'mon, baby. Daddy wants to see the rest of you."

She unhooks her bra, slipping it off her shoulders, her full, perky breasts spilling out. Then, she slowly pushes down her panties. Her hips sway seductively, teasing me as her eyes never leave mine. The firelight flickers across her skin, casting a golden glow that makes her look like a goddess descended to be the fucking death of me.  

My eyes drag over her body, drinking her in. Every damn inch of her is perfection.

I praise, my voice rough with desire. "Good girl. Lay down for me."

Uncertainty crosses her features as she lowers herself to the plush rug in front of the fireplace. I move from the couch to stand over her. I want to devour her, but I restrain myself.

Tonight, she's in control.

"We'll move at your pace. Tonight, there will be no expectations. The second you start to panic, we stop," I say softly. "How about we use the traffic light system?"

Her eyes widen. "W-What's that?"

"Green means keep going, yellow means slow down or you're close to your limit, and red means stop. I'll make sure to keep checking in with you," I explain, my tone growing firm. "And you will be honest with me, Natasha. I will accept nothing less than your honesty."

She nods. "Okay, Daddy."

I kneel beside her, meeting her gaze as my fingers roam her perfect body. I've wanted to touch her so badly since the day I saw her ride that dildo, heard her scream my name. Doing it now feels like a fucking dream come true. Her skin is soft and warm under my touch, and the way she shivers excites me.

When I squeeze her breast, she stiffens a little in surprise. Her nipples harden under my fingertips, and I chuckle lowly. 

"Relax for me," I murmur, my thumb circling with pink nipple. 

 "Sorry," she laughs, blushing. 

"Don't be sorry, babygirl. You're in control here," I remind her, my voice gentle. I can see the trust in her eyes, and it feels me with a fierce sense of protectiveness. 

She's all mine. 

My hands trail down her body until I reach between her thighs. Slowly, I spread them wide so I can see everything that belongs to me now. Her pussy is so pink and perfect, glistening with her arousal. The smell of it drives me fucking wild. 

 I dip a finger into her wetness, and she lets out a soft whimper. The sound goes straight to my cock, making it bob up and down in my pants with need.