by K. Renee
“Glad you think so,” I chuckle. When I pull out of her, I feel our cum start to slide down her legs. Dipping my fingers in it, I trail it up her body, and she looks down at my hands.
“What are you doing?” She asks. Her fingers reach up and run up the side of my neck.
“Making sure anyone who touches you after me knows exactly who fucked you.” She shakes her head and starts to laugh.
“Okay, caveman.” I can tell by her smart ass tone that she doesn’t believe me. Call me a hypocrite, but I love knowing that I’m the one fucking her before she goes home to see that fucking bastard. Yeah, I know, I said fucking her would knock me off my game, but I don’t even care anymore. Her pussy is so fucking addicting, and I could find myself in it every night if she’d let me.
We spend the next two hours making small talk and playing with each other. I get her to come four more times before I get her dressed and back to the house.
When we pull up, I can see Tony waiting on the porch for her. Her hair is a mess and her lipstick is smeared all over her lips. Shit, I’m pretty sure when I strip down tonight; I’m going to find lipstick prints all over my dick and half of my body.
I shut the SUV off and get out. His eyes never leave me as I walk over to her side and open the door for her. “Looks like your fiancé has been worried about you.” I smirk. She rolls her eyes at me and pushes me back so she can get out.
“Whatever.” She says pushing past me.
Grabbing her arm, I stop her and whisper in her ear, “You smell like me, and I hope like fuck that he tries to touch you so he knows that I was the one between your thighs tonight.” She turns and glares at me, and I just grin. “Five times I had you screaming my name tonight. He’d be lucky to get you to come once.” She pushes away from me, and walks towards the entrance of the house and Tony.
“Where the fuck have you been? And why do you look like you just got fucked thoroughly?” Tony growls at her before looking back at me. I shrug my shoulder at him and lock the SUV. Making my way to my place, I hear her response and I can’t help but grin.
“Because I did.” She spits out and slams the door in his face.
Six Months Later
The last few months went by just like the first few days did.
Every few days, Siena and I sneak off to go and learn some self-defense moves before I fuck the shit out of her. We change up the positons every time, and when we don’t get a chance to get away, she sneaks into my room and I fuck her all night long.
Things with Tony have been tense, but he’s too much of a pussy to say anything to me. I’m pretty damn sure he knows that I’m fucking her, and so does her mom. She caught her sneaking out of my place this morning, and I’m just hoping that it will keep that bitch off of me for a while. She’s fucking relentless, and has even decided that coming into my room naked would get me to have my way with her. Instead it turns me off even more.
I like a good chase, and I sure as hell like the way Siena’s body fits against mine. Looking up, I see Siena coming towards me. She looks like she’s been crying so I get up from my seat and walk towards her. Cupping her cheek, I look into her eyes and I see the storm brewing in them.
“What’s wrong?” She starts to shift her weight and I see the mark on her neck. “Tony do that to you?” Tears start to fall down her cheeks, and I pull her into my place and lock the door.
“Sloane, he threatened to kill you if I didn’t end things between us.” She sobs. I pull her into my arms and she just continues to cry. Her tears start to soak through my shirt and when I pull away, she begs me not to.
“No Siena, I’m not going to let him threaten me. He wants you, he can be a fucking man about it. I’d like to see him try to kill me. We’ll see who makes it back.” She grabs ahold of my jeans, and doesn’t let me walk away from her.
“Please don’t leave me.” She whimpers. Her red hair is in a messy bun and a few pieces are out of place. Her green eyes are rimmed with tears and she never loosens her grip on me.
Picking her up, I walk her back into my room and lay her down on the bed. She sniffs a few times before she wipes her nose and wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me down to her chest. I lay with her until she falls asleep. As soon as I know that she’s passed out, I get up and make my way to the house to find Tony.
I know she told me not to, but I won’t let him lay a hand on her. I don’t give a shit who he is. When I walk up the stairs towards his room, I hear moaning and the sounds of someone fucking. When I come up to his door, I see him banging Melinda. Her eyes meet mine and she starts to moan even louder like I’m going to get jealous. Fuck that shit. Her tits don’t even fucking move as he pounds into her. I kick the door and Tony stops, turning to look at me.
“What the fuck do you want?” He sneers.
“You touch her again, and you and I are going to have problems.” Melinda’s eyes light up like she thinks I’m talking about her.
“You want this old bitch, fine, have her.” He pulls out of her and pushes her towards me, but I move before she can touch me.
“No, you know exactly who I’m talking about. You touch her again and I find out about it, I’ll tell Xavier what your plans really are with his company.” He pales, and then looks over at Melinda like she’s going to say something.
“Don’t fuck with me, or threaten me again.” Without another word, I walk out of the room and back down the stairs. Before I can walk out the door, I hear Melinda yelling at Tony about fucking her daughter and trying to screw over her husband.
When I finally get outside, one of my guys comes running up to the house with a gun pulled. “What’s up?” I ask, scanning the grounds behind him.
“Black van came screeching down the street with a gun pointed at the property, but when it saw me, it took off in the other direction.” Fuck. Just what I fucking need, someone planning on attacking the house on top of everything else.
“Double up security and make sure the mistress is protected, too.” He nods and grabs his phone, starting to dial. Walking back over to my place, I walk inside and find that Siena is right where I left her, except her eyes are open and watching me.
“You went in there, didn’t you?” She curls herself into a little ball and I nod my head. “What did he say?”
“He was fucking your mother. I told him if he ever touched you again I would tell your father about what he plans on doing with the company.” Her eyes widen and her mouth drops open.
“Sloane!” She screeches. “You weren’t supposed to say anything!” She’s angry, I get that, but I’m protecting her from that bastard. If that is what it takes, then I’ll do it. The only loyalty I have in this place is to her.
She gets off the bed and starts to pace. I watch her as she walks back and forth before she turns to me, pushing me backwards. I grab a hold of her arms and pull her into my body. I hold her close to me and whisper in her ear. “Don’t fucking test me. Someone just said that there was a van outside with a gun trained on this place. I’m not in the fucking mood.” She tries to fight me, but I don’t release her. “I don’t give a fuck what you said about not telling him. If he so much as touches you again, I will be putting him in the ground.”
She tries to pull away again, and this time I let her. She goes to the doorway and turns to look at me again. Her lip trembles, but she doesn’t say anything. She just walks out of my room and out the front door. Grabbing my phone off the bed, I check the messages and see that Xavier and his mistress are both safe. He sees her twice a week, and luckily I’ve never had to be on that duty.
I’d rather be the one getting fucked than watching the fucking.
I spend the rest of the night working out in the gym that Xavier let me put in the extra room. Once I’m drenched in sweat, I make my way to the shower, and stand under the hot stream. I hear footsteps, and I can only think that maybe she finally came in to apologize to me. When I hear the door hit the wall, I wait for her. It takes her a few minutes, but then I hear
her clothes hitting the floor. She pulls the curtain back and looks at me for a second before she gets in.
She stands in front of me silently for what seems like eternity before she takes a step forward, and presses her lips against my chest. She wraps her arms up and around my back, her hands land on my shoulders. “How do things always seem to get so screwed up?” She chokes out.
Running my hands down her back, I pull her closer to me. “I don’t know, Princess. What’s so fucked up?” I feel her body quake as she pulls in a deep breath.
“I shouldn’t want you the way I do. You were right the day we met. I should have stayed away from you.” Her warm breath causes me to shiver and I kiss the top of her head. “You piss me off more times than I can count, but something always brings me back for more. I hate it.”
I snort and she bites my nipple. “It’s because I can fuck you better than anyone else can.” This time she starts to laugh.
“Well besides your big dick,” She giggles, “I don’t know, I guess you just make me feel safe, and wanted.”
Pulling away so I can look into her face, I grab her hair and pull her head back a little. “Because you are fucking wanted. I want you, and I would give my life for you.”
She frowns and I lower my mouth to hers. Before I can slip my tongue into her mouth, she pulls away. “You’re paid to protect me.”
“At first, yeah, I was. Now, I do it because I want to. Fucking you is just an added bonus.” I wink at her, and she shakes her head at me.
“You’re terrible.” She grins, but kisses me again.
Washing her body slowly, I make sure to clean every inch of her and a few spots more than once. Her moans fill the shower and the only thing I can think about is sinking into her. Once she takes her time washing me, I shut the water off and help her out. We don’t even bother with towels, I just pick her up, carry her into the bedroom, and toss her on the bed.
When she hits the bed, her tits bounce and I crawl after her. She giggles and bats at me to keep me away, but I grab her ankle and pull her down to me. She gets a serious look on her face, and I pause. “Sloane?” I wedge myself in between her legs and rest my chin right above her pubic bone.
“Yeah, Princess?”
“Is it crazy to think…” She trails off for a second before looking into my eyes again.
“Crazy to think what?” I urge her to continue, but she freezes. I give her time, and finally she continues.
“To think that I’m falling in love with you?” I place a kiss on her stomach and then slowly start to move up her body.
“No, but I can tell you you’re crazy for falling for a guy like me.” She goes to say something, but then stops. “I’m not exactly the guy you take home to meet your parents.”
“You already met my parents.” She says crossing her arms over her tits, pushing them up unintentionally.
“Yeah, but I’m your bodyguard, not your boyfriend.” I watch her wince at my statement and I know I struck a chord. She was probably thinking that we were more than just fuck buddies. Well we are, but I don’t think she could handle my past. Hell, I don’t have anything to give to her other than what I already have; my body and protection.
“So you’re saying you’re not good enough to be anything other than my bodyguard and fuck buddy?” I could give her the truth and tell her that I want her to be mine and only mine, but I go with the dick move and tell her the answer to piss her off.
“Yeah, Princess. This is all we will ever be. I’ll be the guy who fucks you good and hard before you go back home to your fiancé and your parents with my cum still between your legs.” This time she slaps me. I rub my jaw and sit up. She scrambles off the bed and runs into the bathroom probably to get dressed.
She doesn’t come back in here, so I assume that she just left. Rolling over to my back, I get under the covers, and think about what I just said to her. I know; I’m starting to care way too damn much about her. Plus, I know that her father is going to make her marry Tony anyways, so I feel like I should cut ties with her, unless I want to be banging someone else’s wife on the regular. Well it’s not like I would care, but I’m sure he would. I’d still fuck her if she was pregnant with that bastard’s kid.
I hear a scream and I jump out of bed and pull the jeans I was wearing earlier. Grabbing my gun, I run outside and see a black van at the end of the driveway. Siena is kicking and screaming. Running over to them, I watch her elbow the guy in the nose, just like I taught her, and when she finally gets out of his grip, I reach them.
Pulling her behind me, I point the gun right at the guys face. The van takes off without their man and I tell him to get to his knees. One of my guys comes running, and when he sees us, I motion for him to take this fucker into the backyard. Siena has her hands in the back of my jeans, and when I go to walk towards the street, she doesn’t let me go.
“Babe, I need to check the street.” She nods slightly and walks with me. I check the street and see no one around, so I turn and pull her into my arms. “You okay?” She slightly nods, but she looks like she’s in shock. “Princess, your room or mine?”
“Yours.” Her voice is quiet and I almost didn't hear her. Picking her up, I carry her to my place and push the door open. Her arms are around my neck and her grip is almost deadly.
Setting her on my bed, I put her up against the pillows, pull the blankets over her and kiss her forehead. I know she’s still going to be pissed at me, but at least she’s letting me keep her safe.
Once I get Siena settled in my bed, I make my way out of the room to where Gully has the guy. When I make my way over to him, I see the blood that is now dried under his nose and down his face. I’m proud of my girl. It looks like his nose might be broken, so I grab it and squeeze.
“Fuck!” He yells. I hear a dog bark in the background and I do it again. “Who do you work for?” He spits blood at me and I grab his nose again, this time putting pressure on the break until I hear it pop, and he starts to scream bloody murder. Gully hits him in the head, and he falls forward to the ground and groans.
The door to the house opens and I watch as Xavier comes walking out towards us. “Who the fuck is this, Sloane?” He asks after taking in his appearance.
“He tried to take Siena.” I state kicking him hard in the ribs.
Xavier looks over at me, and before he can ask, I tell him, “She’s in my room. She’s fine, just a little shaken up. I’ll check in on her when I’m done here.” He nods and walks over to me, and I know he knows.
He puts his hand on my shoulder and leans in to whisper into my ear, “You better hope to fucking God she’s okay or I’ll make you wish you’d never met her. I know you’ve been getting too close to her, and if that means you can’t protect her, I’ll find someone else.” He pulls away and squeezes down on my shoulder.
I wait for him to walk back inside before I turn my attention back to the fucker who’s on the ground in front of us. “He knows you’re fucking his daughter?” Gully asks. My head snaps in his direction and he shrugs, “We all know that’s why you’re always with her and won’t let any of us near her.”
Shaking my head, I put my hand to the bridge of my nose and give it a squeeze. I didn’t think any of them knew, but I guess I’ve never really tried to keep it a secret. I want Tony to know, the others I couldn’t care less about.
“I have no fucking clue. He just said I’ve been getting too close.” I turn my attention back to the fucker on the ground and we work him over until we get the information we’re looking for.
“Call the others and make sure they know the plan, and to keep an extra eye out. They won’t take any of them.” He nods and pulls out his phone, starting to dial a number. “Clean up this mess, too.” He nods and starts to talk to Ashton, one of the other men. He's one of the best fighters I have on my team, and third in command. I trust his judgment and he rarely lets me down.
Walking back into my place, I head into the bathroom and wash the blood off my hands and toe
off my boots. Once I’m done, I walk into my room and see her curled up in a little ball on my side of the bed. Slipping under the covers, I scoot over to her and pull her body into mine.
Slowly she starts to uncurl herself until she’s completely pressed up against me. “If you wouldn’t have taught me that, he would have taken me.” Her voice is broken and her grip on me tightens.
“I won’t let anyone take you.” I murmur against her hair. She buries her face into my chest and I can feel the tears as they fall from her eyes and hit my skin.
“You wouldn’t have had any clue if I didn’t scream.” Her breath fans out over my chest and I feel her body rack with sobs. I just hold and soothe her until she stops crying.
Half past one, she finally settles down and drifts off to sleep. When I pull out of her embrace, I can see the sadness in her features. This right here is one reason I never wanted to get involved with her. I care too fucking much now, and I won’t stop caring. I’ll still fucking care when she’s married to Tony and having his little brats. I’ll still fucking care when she begs me to fuck her because he can’t fuck her the way I can.
Getting off the bed, I make my way into the other bedroom, move the weights off the bar, and put some others on. Lifting is the only way I’m going to be able to go to sleep now. Exhausting my body is the only way I’ll get my mind off of all this shit. Well, there is another way, but I won’t take advantage of her while she’s upset like this.
I spend the next hour lifting, and then the hour after that running on the treadmill. When I finally hit the off button, I turn and see Siena standing at the door watching me. I don’t say anything; I just make my way over to her and pull her into my arms. “You’re sweaty and stinky.” She giggles, pushing me away.
I don’t care; I hold onto her anyways and kiss her deeply. She gives in to me and melts against my body. When I break our kiss, I walk past her and towards the bathroom, where she follows behind me. Stripping out of my jeans, I turn the water on and look back at her. Her lip is between her teeth and her eyes are roaming over my entire body.
