My Body Guard

Chapter 8

It had been 6 hours since what happened between Stiles and Lydia.

Since then, Lydia has has been locked up in her room, reading a book or drawing some new designs but nothing was coming up to her mind. She couldn't think about anything else but Stiles. Stiles.

Aiden. Lydia thought. What about him? He had been with all the time with her. Is what she did considered cheating? Stiles was the one teasing her, but it doesn't matter. She accepted.

But Stiles is completely different than Aiden. He's... well... more caring but he also gets what he wants and Lydia knows that. He showed that to her 6 hours ago.

And then, there's Aiden again. He barely talks to her. This past couple of days, Aiden arrives home late and leaves really early assuring her that it's because of work. Lydia has to fight to not fall asleep in her bed until he arrives. He's been acting really strange, yelling at her for no reason and blaming her for shit she didn't even knew about, but after he would apologise every time until she accepted. It's like he became...aggressive. And Stiles was nothing like that, he listened to her rambling about things that he didn't even knew about but Lydia found it interesting. He looked at her with a wide smile watching her happiness, making him think of why they have just met right now, when she was married. He would be so lucky if he knew her before her marriage. But he didn't. He wanted her all the way, not caring about who the fuck crosses his way. Well, let's not say it like that. He didn't care about what she would say to him. He wanted to respect her and love her with all of his heart. Yeah, that's what I mean.

He wasn't sure if he liked her yet but he knew he wanted something from her and he knew she wanted him too. The way he caught her looking at him, his body, he knew she wanted him. So, that's what he was doing, giving it to her but she never said she wanted. Then, it would be the best if he stopped.

Stiles was now listening to some music with his earphones in his room, lying on his bed thinking. Suddenly, he stood up and walked to the front door opening it and closing it loudly behind him. Lydia heard the loud bang, jumping in fear she went downstairs to see what happened or who it was. When she got there, the house was silent and empty. She then, heard the sound of a car drifting out of the driveway. Stiles' car.

Her feet moved faster then her mind, making her run out of the house after the blue jeep. Lydia walked back inside, grabbing her phone dialling Stiles' number. He didn't answer. With a sigh, Lydia went back to her room to throw herself on her comfy bed.

Uh, Lyds? Do you want me? She remembered. Lyds? He gave her a nickname.
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Stiles was on his car, on his way home, since Lydia didn't need him anymore.

Once arrived, he turned the engine off and walked out of his car. On the way to his door someone yelled. "Stiles!" He looked behind, he couldn't believe his eyes. The person ran up to him and hugged happily. He hesitated but hugged back. "What are you doing here?" He asked walking inside the house. They sat in couch before they continue their conversation.

"I need your help." The person said looking at him worried. "What is it?" He asked. The person sighed before started talking. "I need to relieve my stress and you're the only one that can help me." Stiles looked at her in confusion, the person shot him a glare that said everything. Stiles raised his eyebrows in confusion. "And what can I help you with?" He asked. "I need a stress reliever. Just for today I promise." Stiles' jaw dropped. He just got told, on his own house, to be somebody's stress reliever.

Should he accept the offer? There's many reason why he should. First, because he had all that work to turn Lydia on just to tell him that she wanted him. Second, he took two days of hard work on the studio teasing Lydia just for her to not tell him anything. And third- well, there's no third. The only reason is just Lydia.

"You Cora. Cora Hale, want me...Stiles Stilinski...to be your stress reliever?" He asked. "Why me?" Cora looked at him like she was about to punch someone. Stiles and Cora had been friends since high school but they got closer to each other because of her older brother, Derek Hale. They got friends and Cora started walking with him and his friends around the high school halls. They even hooked up at a party, they were so drunk that they fell asleep where the party took place.

"Yes. As far as I remember, you're pretty good at what you do so..." She said moving closer to him. Stiles didn't back away or flinch, he just smirked at her. "I still am." He said whispering in her ear. "So, do you accept it?" Cora asked biting her bottom lip and licking her lips. Stiles nodded pulling a string of hair behind her ear. "When do we start?" He asked. "Now." She said. Without giving Stiles time to blink, Cora smashed her lips with his, making Stiles hum.

Their tongues brushed together as they kissed, Cora brushed her hand through Stiles' hair, pulling it, making him groan inside her mouth. Stiles grabbed her by the thighs pulling her to his lap, adjusting himself so she could sit properly. Stiles ran his hand down her butt and squeezed it. Cora moaned in his mouth at the touch, making Stiles smirk. He cupped her face with his left hand and started to kiss her jaw and her neck. Cora opened space for him, he sucked her neck definitely living a hickey. "Bed?" Stiles asked. "B-Bed." Cora confirmed before a silent moan came.

Stiles just grabbed and placed her legs around his waist as he started walking upstairs to his room. When they got in Stiles' bedroom, Cora was pressed against the door which was closing. She quickly wrapped her arms against his neck as he closed the little space between them. They stayed in that position for a couple of minutes before Stiles lays Cora down on his bed.

He pulled off their clothes until there was nothing left on their bodies, he grabbed a condom that was sitting on his nightstand, placing it on his length and did what he had to to. Cora's moans were loud from the hard slams she took, arched her back every once in a while and scratched Stiles' back leaving red marks on them.
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Lydia felt really bad for not telling the truth to her bodyguard. She wanted him. Of course she did. But Lydia didn't wanted to be a cheater. Specially when someone has been loyal to her. So she decided to do something. Go shopping.

Shopping is one of Lydia's favorite things to do, but she didn't like to go alone. Usually, when her friends couldn't make it, Lydia would just tell Liane to go with her and promised her to buy some clothes. But this time nobody was there for her so she just thought it would be better to go alone. But first...

She needs to go to the pool.

Yep, Lydia has a pool. Well, no wonder! She's one of the fucking richest woman in fucking California, of course she needs a pool. But again she doesn't want to go alone. So she called someone.

"Hey." She said.

Hey, what's up?" The person on the other side answered.

"The sky."

"Ahaha. So not funny." Lydia could sense the person rolling her eyes.

"Hey, um.. are you doing anything right now?" She asked going towards her closet.

"Actually no. I'm so bored. I'm looking for something to do actually."

Lydia smiled. "Great. Come to my house right now and bring your swimsuit."

"Okay then. Should I tell the girls too?"

"Yeah. Tell them to come as well."

"Okay. Bye." They hung up.

"Come on Lydia. You need to tell them the truth. You need to tell them what happened." She told herself.
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