The Bodyguard's Temptress

Chapter 19

Natasha

I wake up with the biggest smile on my face. Knox and I really had sex last night, and it was the best I've ever had.

Twisting around in his arms, I find him still asleep. I gently stroke his stubble, loving the way his hair brushes against my fingers. The warmth of his body envelops me, and the weight of his arm draped over my waist makes me feel secure and cherished. It feels so right to be lying next to him, both of us naked and entangled in each other's arms.

I plant a kiss on his lips, savoring the softness and slight stubble against my lips. His eyes slowly open, revealing a mixture of sleepiness and a hint of amusement. "Mornin', babygirl," he breathes, his morning breath somehow still delicious. 

I can't help but smile. "Good morning, Daddy."

A lopsided grin spreads across his face, lighting up his features in a way that melts any lingering morning grogginess. It's surreal to see my grumpy guardian angel so happy. Especially because of me.

"Your pussy sore? I know I might've been a little rough," he asks, his voice low and husky, searching my body for  any signs of discomfort in the early morning light filtering through the windows. I glance down, noting his love marks scattered across my skin. I fucking love them; they're a visible reminder that I'm all his. 

My lips quirk up mischievously. "Maybe not rough enough."

I could tell he was holding back last night. It was our first time so I understand, but I want to know what it feels for him to take me exactly the way he wants. 

Surprisingly, Knox only hums in amusement. "I can always fix that." 

Desire slams back into me, and I immediately need more of him. As if he can read my mind, he asks, "You need more, baby?" I nod feverishly. "Good, because I need it too. Climb on top of me."

My eyes widen. "Y-You want me to-"

He raises an eyebrow. "Ride my cock? Yes, Natasha. I very much fucking want that. I've fantasized about it for too long."

Holy shit. Am I ever going to get used to him speaking to me this way? 

He smacks my ass when I don't move fast enough. "Now." 

Bracing my hands on his chest, I slowly sink down on his length, shuddering as he stretches me to fit him. My stomach tightens as I watch him watch me, his eyes burning with grey flames of desire. It's an intoxicating feeling to watch a man like him unravel for me.

"That's it. You're doing so well," he purrs. "Look at your pussy swallowing me." 

He just lies there, allowing me to impale myself on his length at my own pace. His muscles grow taut, like it's taking all his willpower to hold back. Once he's seated balls-deep inside me, I whimper at how full I am. 

"You feel so fucking good." His voice sounds strained now. "Ride Daddy's dick. I can hardly restrain myself from fucking you, but I want you to take your pleasure first."

My core clenches at his words. The feeling of his hard, muscular body beneath me only turns me on more. I'm fucking delirious with lust as I bounce on his length, my broken moans echoing through the room. 

"Fuck! That's it! You're so beautiful, so goddamn perfect," he growls, his fingers pressing harder into my hips. His expression shifts to something more intense, and as I bounce up on his cock, he shoves me back down it. 

"Knox," I cry out, clawing at his chest, drawing blood. A feral growl rumbles up his chest in response, a sound so fucking hot, it nearly sends me over the edge.