Her Bodyguard

Chapter Forty-One

"Do you know how long I've wanted you?" Izar groaned.

Calida shrugged, moving so she was sitting up and Izar was now straddling her. She wanted to say she was sorry, but she wasn't, not for waiting this long to touch Izar like this. She wasn't sorry at all.

Izar smacked her arm. "That's not nice..."

The rest of the things she intended to say were swallowed up by a soft kiss. Calida had one hand around her neck, pulling Izar deeper into the kiss. She sucked her lower lip into her mouth. Izar moaned and Calida took that as an opportunity to slip her tongue into the smaller woman's mouth. They both moaned before Izar broke the kiss, pushing Calida back on the bed.

"I want to touch you," she whispered before placing her lips on Calida's neck. She sucked the soft skin there, nipping it until she left her mark. "I've marked you," she whispered happily against Calida's ear, "you're mine now."

Calida only groaned in response. Small hands explored her body, brushing every inch of skin it could find. Calida shuddered and groaned, the moisture between her legs and the assault on her body making it hard for her to think. Izar brushed her nipples with both hands and Calida sucked in a good amount of air. Her nipples were harder than they had ever been. She groaned from deep inside her when she felt a mouth around her left nipple.

The mouth moved in a slow motion on her nipple. She sighed when the movement stopped, the mouth separating from her nipple was replaced with a hand and then her right nipple was covered with the wet mouth.

Calida bit her lip refusing to let out any sound when fingers moved across her abs to her Adonis belt, tracing the lines before moving lower to the space between her strong legs. Calida gasped when the inquisitive fingers spread her moist folds, avoiding the one place where she yearned to be touched.

She felt vulnerable, the need, the urge to beg for her release was too strong for her to handle. She shuddered, gasping when Izar's small fingers finally pressed fully against her. Then a digit slid into her, then another.

She let out a small noise, moving against the fingers. Izar kissed her in return, loving how it felt to please Calida. She wrapped her tongue around a nipple and sucked slowly on it. Calida held her firmly and pulled her up for another kiss as her body shook. Her legs vibrated and she let out loud groans into Izar's mouth. Her orgasm was slow and delicious, and she couldn't believe it had happened so soon. The aftershocks stayed for a few more seconds before finally leaving her in need of more.

"Some day," Izar whispered against her lips, "I'm going to make you relax and enjoy everything I do to you."

Calida shut her up with a kiss before flipping her over, so she was laying on top Izar. "That sounds like a long time from now. Now, spread your legs for me."

That was the hottest command she had ever received and her body seemed to work on its own, spreading before her tall bodyguard. Calida kissed her lips, nipping the lower lip. Her hands moved all over Izar's body before getting to her thighs. She rubbed the soft flesh back and forth, aware of the reaction it caused in Izar. Then she held both thighs apart, and slowly began to lower herself, stopping only to kiss Izar's nipples, grazing them with her teeth, before continuing her journey downward.

"Fuck," Izar whispered, clasping her mouth shut with one hand and holding Calida's head with the other.

She felt the warm tongue brush her moist folds. She was wet, dripping badly from all the things she had done to her stoic bodyguard, the throaty groans, the murmurs, the kisses. Over and over again, she thought about it and the more she did, the wetness between her legs was a visible response to Calida's touch.

"Ummmm, Calida...right there!" She groaned, arching into Calida's tongue and mouth, pressing her already swollen pink clit against the warm mouth. "Please..." She begged.

Calida loved how Izar moaned her name. It sounded like a worship. She licked her up from the base right to her clit, before sucking the hard, sensitive organ into her mouth. Izar moaned, locking Calida's head in place with her thighs.

Long and slow strokes sent Izar over the edge. She legs shook as she shuddered. She was out of breath, her grip on Calida's head tightened. Her body vibrated hard, but Calida didn't stop or slow down. She carried on until Izar couldn't take it anymore. She pulled Calida up and kissed her until they were both breathless.

"That's enough. I can't feel my legs, I'm spent," she whispered against Calida's lips.

Without a word, Calida pulled her close, laying on her back and making sure Izar was resting against her. She pressed a kiss to her forehead. They were covered in each others sweat, sated, and in that moment, Izar felt complete.

Calida laid quietly on the bed, listening to Izar as she snored lightly. She was torn, but she knew what to do. She had to leave. She couldn't stay back. But she stayed quiet on the bed until she was certain Izar wouldn't hear her move.

She slowly extricated herself, removing her hands first and then the rest of her body. She could still taste Izar, still smell her. She didn't want to wash off her taste or her scent. She grabbed a new suit from her bag and slowly dressed up in the dimly lit room. If she was going to get out of there, she needed to do it before Izar would wake up.

She fixed her tie, pulled on her suit jacket. Once she was ready to leave, she walked over to the bed, leaned over Izar and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

"I'm sorry, but I have to leave...I lo.. maybe our paths will cross again," she whispered against her forehead.

She placed one last kiss to Izar's lips before moving away from the young woman. She left the bedside, grabbed the rest of her things, and found her way out of the room.

Calida was sure she'd never felt as empty and uncertain as she did now, walking away from Izar. Her money had been paid in full. She had done her job as well as avenged her family. So why did she feel so unfulfilled? So uncertain? She felt the strange emptiness as she walked farther away from the room.

There was no turning back now. She got to the front door, not surprised to find Mr. Sterling's favourite bodyguard there.

"Leaving? Already? And in the middle of the night too? Tsk tsk tsk, not quite a good look for a bodyguard of your caliber, you know," James said.

Calida said nothing as she pressed the elevator button for the ground floor.

"If you hurt her..."

Calida ignored him, dissociating from everything as the elevator dinged open.

"Make sure she's safe, James." Was all she said as the doors closed.

These were the longest months of her life. She had gone from disliking Izar to being smitten by her. She had a hard time showing it, but she knew she would rather die than let anything happen to Izar.

Calida lowered her head. "Will I ever see you again?" She asked herself.

When an answer didn't come, she felt something wet against her cheeks. She dropped her white suitcase, brushing her cheeks with the tips of her fingers. She looked at her hand and said nothing at the sight of her slightly wet and glistening fingers. She couldn't remember the last time she felt this deeply, something that wasn't anger or revenge.

She was truly in love and now she was walking away from it. Running was what she knew how to do best. She would keep running if she had to. But her destiny led to a far different path from Izar and she had to follow it.

It took only a few minutes to get the keys to her 1957 Mercedes Benz 300SL Gullwing from the valet services for the penthouse. When she found the silver car where she had parked in the parking lot, it gave her a sense of relief. She placed her things in the trunk before sitting in the car for a few minutes.

Calida was leaving and she wouldn't return.