Vanguard Security

by S. J. Bishop

  I chuckled.

  “What is it?” she breathed.

  “Nothing.” To her dismay, however, I got up, rolling out of the bed.

  “Where are you going?”

  I didn’t answer her.

  “Ned,” she called out, obviously wanting our fun to continue. “What are you doing? Get back here!”

  Oh, you’d like that, wouldn’t you, sweet Stacey? But patience is a virtue, dear, and I plan to get you all riled up tonight.

  28

  Stacey

  I had no idea what had gotten into Ned, but I loved it. He hadn’t been this fiery in a long time. I could practically smell the lust rolling off his body. I could only imagine what was in store for me tonight.

  Suddenly, he flung a sexy black dress in my direction. It landed on my head. “What’s all this?” I asked, looking down at it. The dress was new. It still had its tag and everything.

  “I thought I’d treat you to dinner.”

  “First, flowers and now, dinner? You really are outdoing yourself, Ned.”

  He walked over to the bed, took my head in his hands, and kissed me. “You deserve it,” he said, starting to undress me, piece by piece, in the gentlest manner. His fingertips danced across my skin, making me shiver with desire. I wanted nothing more than to turn the tables, pin him to the bed, and have my way with him, but at the same time, I was enjoying this romantic moment. The way Ned looked at me, it felt like I was the only girl in the world.

  Once I was naked, he helped me to my feet, slipping the dress onto my body before zipping it. “There,” he whispered, kissing the side of my neck. “You look like a goddess.”

  I blushed. “No…”

  “Stacey, you’re beautiful. How many times do I need to tell you that before you start to believe me?”

  My cheeks turned even redder. Ned had a way of making my heart skip a beat, no matter what he said.

  “You really think so?”

  He turned around, his hands on my hips, and kissed me. “You’re the most beautiful girl in the world in my eyes, and nothing will ever change that.”

  “You’re going to make me into a tomato…” I complained.

  “I hate to tell you this… but I already have.” He chuckled. “You’re still adorable, though.” He kissed the top of my head. “Now, just give me a few minutes so I can get dressed.”

  “Oh no, you don’t.” I grabbed him by the arm and yanked off his VanGuard polo. “You dressed me, and now I dress you.”

  He raised an eyebrow in question before smirking. “You know I’m not going to complain.”

  Trying to be as sexy as possible, I took off his belt and unbuttoned his pants. Soon, they were around his ankles. “Someone’s excited,” I teased, noticing the bulge in his boxers. “Thinking about me?”

  “You know it…” he whispered, his voice husky, making it hard for me to resist. Whatever Ned had planned, I didn’t know if we would make it out of the house before we fucked each other’s brains out.

  I rubbed him through the thin material of his boxers, getting him even harder. He groaned. He hated to be teased, but I loved it.

  Slowly, my hand crept inside, grabbing his shaft and squeezing it hard.

  He groaned louder.

  The sound just turned me on even further. Wanting to make him crazy with lust, I started to stroke him at an agonizing pace.

  “Stacey…” he begged. “Don’t do this to me.”

  “Oh, why not?” I asked innocently as my thumb and forefinger played with his tip, rolling it back and forth. He bucked his hips toward me, wanting more. I just continued to toy with him, feeling his cock throb against my palm.

  “You know…”

  “I know what?” I interrupted, squeezing his balls.

  “Fuck…”

  “Exactly,” I giggled, suddenly pulling down his boxers, getting on my knees, and taking him into my mouth. My lips wrapped around his girth, forming a vacuum. Knowing it drove him wild, I looked up into his eyes, a naughty look in mine.

  He fell back onto the bed and spread his legs, making my job a lot easier.

  Slowly, I lowered my head, trying to take in his every inch. My tongue swirled around his underside, knowing he was sensitive there. My fingers played with his balls, just adding to the experience.

  His fingers wrapped around my hair, pushing me down even further until I started to gag. He kept me there, his need too great.

  I did my best to keep sucking him off, even as my lungs burned for air.

  Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, he pulled back, letting me breathe.

  I only took a second to compose myself before I went right back at it – hungry for more. My head bobbed up and down at a quick and hard pace. I was sloppy about it, drool running down my chin, but I knew he loved it.

  He held my face, thrusting into my mouth and groaning in pure pleasure.

  My nails dug into his thighs for leverage as I did everything I could to bring him to the brink. When I felt him throbbing, I stopped abruptly, pulling away to see his cock twitching with anticipation.

  “You’re evil…” he whispered.

  I smirked, got up, picked up some clothes from his closet, and flung them in his direction. “You should probably get dressed.”

  “So evil…” he groaned, trying to button his pants around his raging hard-on. “I’m going to make you pay for this tonight.”

  “Oh, that’s exactly what I’m hoping for.” I winked.

  29

  Ned

  Stacey didn’t know what she was getting herself into. She was playing with fire, and she just might get burned.

  Already, my mind was thinking up all of the ways I could get her back for teasing me. I smirked. The possibilities were endless.

  Eventually, I finished getting dressed. I took her hand and pulled her out of the bedroom and to the car, a special little toy in my pocket. She should have known better than to tempt me.

  “What’s with that devious look on your face?” she asked once we were a few minutes into the ride. She hadn’t sat still for a minute. No doubt, her panties were already soaked. By the time the night was over, I expected her to be drenched – no, I expected a puddle on her seat.

  “Here.” I reached into my pocket and pulled out one of her favorite vibrators.

  “What do you want me to do with this?”

  “Oh, don’t play innocent with me. I know how naughty you can be when I’m pulling a late shift.”

  She blushed.

  “You want me to wear it while we go to dinner, don’t you?”

  “Now you’re getting the idea,” I smirked.

  “And you call me the evil one,” she griped, but nonetheless, she spread her legs and slowly pulled down her panties.

  Instantly, I was hit by the smell. My nostrils flared. Delicious. If I hadn’t been driving, I probably would have taken her right then and there. I licked my lips, occasionally looking over and watching her probe her tight entrance.

  She moaned. “I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

  “You know you like it.” I reached over, laying my hand on her thigh and squeezing it.

  “Mmm.” With one final shove, the dildo disappeared inside. “Now what?”

  “Pull your panties back up. We’re almost there,” I answered.

  She did as she was told, and a few minutes later, I pulled into the parking lot. Like the gentleman I was, I opened the door for her, offering my hand. I helped her out of the car, but as soon as she was on her feet, I slammed her into the side of the car, kissing her hard. My lips were rough against hers. I just couldn’t help it. She was too good to resist.

  When we finally pulled away, she was breathing hard, her cheeks flushed. “You’re going to drive me insane tonight, I can already tell.”

  “You know it,” I smirked before I took her hand and guided her into an extravagant Italian restaurant.

  For most of the date, I behaved myself. We sipped fancy mineral water and
ate our food as if we were any other couple. We spoke and looked into each other’s eyes, savoring our time together.

  “I have something to tell you…” Stacey said, a bit abruptly. We were waiting for our dessert to arrive.

  “What’s that?” I asked, tilting my head. As I waited for a response, I slipped my hand into my pocket, turning on the vibrator.

  She jumped, moaning loud. A few people stared at her.

  Stacey blushed crimson.

  “Ned!” she hissed. “Not here.”

  “What? I didn’t hear you.” I grinned, turning up the power just a smidge.

  She bit her lip to keep back her moan, squirming in her seat. “Ned…” she begged, gripping the table as I turned the dial even higher. “You can’t do this to me…”

  Even as she pleaded, I could tell, by the look in her eye, that she was loving this.

  “What’s the matter, baby?” I teased. “Something wrong? Do you want to go to the bathroom with me?” I winked, hoping she would take the bait.

  Instead, she reached across the table and grabbed my hand, squeezing it tightly. “Stop.”

  Something was wrong. I turned off the vibrator immediately. “What is it?” I asked, genuinely concerned at this point. “I’m sorry… did I go too far?” I was having fun, but I didn’t want to do so at her expense.

  She took a moment to regain her breath before she looked at me. “I need to tell you something important.”

  “Oh?” I was starting to get nervous. “What is it?”

  “I…” she began but then she stopped, taking a sip of water to calm herself. “Do you remember when we had sex in the safehouse?”

  I nodded. “How can I forget?”

  “Well… we did so without a condom…”

  My eyes widened. “You mean…?”

  She nodded. “Yes… Ned… we are going to have a baby.”

  In an instant, I was across the table, taking her into my arms. My body buzzed with joy as I picked her up and spun her around, a bright smile on my face. “Are you being serious right now?”

  “Of course I’m being serious, you big loaf. Why would I kid you about this?”

  My smile widened. “You don’t know how happy this makes me!” I kissed her, all my plans for a sexy night shattering. I had planned to make her scream my name all night long, the bed rocking under our lovemaking, but now, all I wanted to do was show the mother of my child just what she meant to me. “Oh, I’m going to make you feel so good tonight…” I whispered. “Like you’re the only girl in the world,” I promised, nibbling on her earlobe.

  And I did just that. Once we were back home, I carried her all the way to the bedroom, gently placing her on the mattress.

  I slipped off her dress and tossed it to the side before I started to kiss her every inch. I grabbed some oil from the nightstand, treating her to a nice, tender massage that left her feeling relaxed and sleepy.

  “I love you,” I whispered, lying beside her, still dressed in my boxers.

  “Then prove it,” she challenged, tugging on the waistband, eager to get me naked.

  I grinned. “As you wish.”

  Soon, I was straddling her, my eyes taking in her body like a starving man. God, how did I ever become so lucky as to have a girl like her by my side?

  I shivered with pleasure before I leaned down and took one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking on it gently. To hear her moan, I nibbled on her hard little nubs, rolling them back and forth with my tongue.

  Her back arched, her legs locking around my waist.

  Feeling like I shouldn’t tease her tonight, I decided to give her exactly what she wanted. Taking my cock into my hand, I aligned it with her pussy, letting my tip soak in her juices for a moment before finally ramming inside of her tight folds.

  I paused for a moment.

  Fuck, she felt so good. No, good wasn’t the word to describe it. She felt amazing. Unable to help myself, I started to ram into her harder and harder, the bed rocking. I really did try to make sweet love to her, but my lust got the better of me. I pinned her hands above her head and went to town, destroying her pussy until she was begging for more. And that’s exactly what I gave her.

  Her moans echoed through the house as my cock tore through her every inch. She screamed, climaxing hard, but I wasn’t done with her yet. I continued to ram into her even harder, bringing her to a second, and even a third orgasm before I felt my own ecstasy rising, my balls tightening.

  “Fuck!” we screamed in unison, our bodies shaking with pleasure.

  I climaxed inside of her before collapsing onto the bed, breathing hard. I pulled her into my arms and held her tight, feeling like life couldn’t get any better. A beautiful girlfriend. A baby on the way. A roof over my head. What more could a man ask for?

  Epilogue

  Stacey

  Are you sure you have anything?” I asked the babysitter for the umpteenth time. “Do you need me to run to the store and get anything else?”

  “I think I’m good,” she answered.

  “Help yourself to any food.”

  “Will do.”

  “Don’t forget to set the alarm before you go to bed.”

  “Okay.”

  “Keep my girls safe.”

  “Baby, stop worrying so much. Everything is going to be okay.” Ned wrapped his arms around me. “It’s just a week. We will be back before you know it.”

  “But…”

  “It’s just a week,” he said again, kissing the top of my head. “But we really need to go or we’re going to miss our plane.”

  “Okay. Okay,” I relented, giving Kasey another kiss goodbye, followed by a great big hug from Missy. I couldn’t believe they were already toddlers. How were they growing up so fast? It felt like every time I blinked, they were a year older. Couldn’t they slow down and let me enjoy the moment?

  “Bye, mommy!” they said in unison, waving at us from the door as we got into the car. I waved back, watching them recede as we drove away.

  “Are you sure they are going to be okay?” I asked, looking at Ned as I nibbled on my bottom lip.

  “Yes. I have VanGuard surveillance on the house. They are perfectly fine. Plus, I asked Cruz and Franklin to drop by this week to check on things. Everything will be fine,” he said, taking my hand in his. “Stop worrying so much. This is supposed to be our week to unwind.”

  “Right…” I nodded, trying to remind myself of that. “Paris… I still can’t believe it.”

  “Well, you’d better start because in a few hours, you and I will be making out under the Eiffel Tower.”

  To my surprise, however, when we landed in Paris, Ned decided that he really wanted to go to the Paris Museum of Modern Art.

  “What’s up with you? I haven’t seen you this excited since they came out with the newest Power Ranger movie.”

  “Come on,” he insisted, practically dragging me into the building.

  “You’re up to something,” I said, narrowing my eyes in his direction and trying to figure out what this was all about. “What is it?”

  “Just trust me, okay?”

  I sighed, knowing I wouldn’t be able to convince him to just tell me what he was doing. I’d have to go through the motions and figure out the hard way.

  Once we passed the security gates, he slowed down and started to casually admire the artwork.

  He was definitely up to something.

  “You know you suck at keeping a secret, right?”

  “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he answered, his hands clasped behind his back in mock innocence. “I’m just enjoying the artwork.”

  “Uh-huh, sure. And I’m a pirate.”

  “What? You are? Why didn’t you tell me? That’s pretty sexy.” He winked.

  I laughed.

  “Seriously. What are you doing? You have guilt written all over your face.”

  “Again, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He shrugged.

  “Mhm.” I
crossed my arms over my chest. One way or another, I was going to find out his game. So for the time being, I followed him through the museum, admiring the various pieces of artwork. I was here anyway, so I might as well enjoy myself.

  “Hey, let’s check out this room.” Abruptly, he grabbed my hand and yanked me into a small room set off to the side.

  I nearly tripped, but he caught me in his strong arms, holding me against his chest for a minute.

  When I managed to get back on my feet, my eyes nearly bugged out of my head.

  No. It couldn’t be.

  I did a full 360 of the room, my heart beating fast.

  My artwork.

  Hanging on the walls of a museum. No… this had to be a dream.

  After I had moved in with Ned, my art career had taken off. I’d managed to get a job drawing comics, but my passion was still with painting. Whenever I could spare a few moments, I would dig into the canvas, but they’d never really gotten me anywhere. They were more of a hobby.

  “What is this?”

  “My present to you,” Ned whispered, hugging me from behind. “You deserve to be recognized for your talent, and now anyone can come in here and see how great of an artist you really are.”

  My eyes welled up with tears of joy. I hugged him tightly, my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

  I didn’t know how I’d managed it, but I had snagged the best man a girl could ever ask for.

  Emil

  Part 5

  1

  Emil

  You have two options as far as I’m concerned.”

  “Hmph,” I huffed under my breath, sitting on the cold metal chair, my hands cuffed before me.

  “And if you keep up with the attitude, you’ll only have one.”

  Rolling my eyes, I finally looked up at him, my lips pressed into a hard line. “I don’t even know why I’m here,” I began, my voice rumbling from my chest. I rolled my shoulders back, my leather jacket creaking with my movement. “I helped you out.”