All Chapters of Tempting Her Bodyguard : Chapter 31 - Chapter 39

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CARTERThe bucket of ice cream tumbles out of her hand, landing with a thud somewhere on my floorboard. There’s ice-cream splattered on the floor of my precious car but I can not be bothered to give a fuck right now. The only way I’m leaving Rory is if we’re surgically separated. Period. A groan rumbles up my throat when she exhales, her body going soft as she kisses me back. In the back of my head, I note that she still wants me and that her earlier display had been just that--a display. But it’s a faint thing because all I can think about is lifting that flimsy excuse of a dress out of my way and shoving home. I’ve been in a different kind of hell seeing her strutting her luscious ass around the house since the last time I had her, dying for another taste of her but knowing that the chances of me getting one was slimmer than a fucking blade. My cock is begging me to free it from the confines of my jeans but I need to make sure she’s

Last Updated : 2025-04-22

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RORY“I suppose you’re about to give me a thousand different reasons how this was a mistake and why it can’t happen again.”As the words leave my mouth, I will him to prove me wrong. To tell me that I’m horribly mistaken this time around, but I know that it is only wishful thinking. The grim lines of his face are a dead giveaway to what he’s thinking. A muscle flexes in his jaw. “Can’t have this conversation with you sitting on my cock.”His tone combined with the reminder that he’s still inside me, has me going completely cold. Lifting up on my knees, I climb off him, ignoring the sensation of his semi-hard dick sliding out of me and how his cum slides down the inside of my left thigh. Carter hisses, no doubt turned on by the sheer dirtiness of it. Leaning forward, I grab my purse from the front seat and take out my mini pack of wipes. I clean myself up, and out of the corner of my eyes, I can see that he’s tucking that gigantic dick of his back into his briefs. Must be so uncomfor

Last Updated : 2025-05-03

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RORY“Rory, you have a delivery.”My first instinct is to back the fuck up from the box that’s deposited on my desk, residual trauma from what happened the last time a delivery landed me in the hospital still coursing through my veins. My boss, Laura, gives me a weird look which is very much valid because who the fuck reacts that way to a delivery?“I was coming upstairs when I saw the delivery guy and decided to save him the stress.”Plastering a smile on my face--which is probably plastic as hell--I force myself to calm down. “Thank you so much.” I still don’t touch the box, however, staring at it like what’s contained in it is a nest of poisonous snakes. “Okay…” She drags out the word as she backs away. “Still think you’ll be able to get those new ideas to me before the end of the day?”I lean back in the chair and crack my knuckles, nodding. “Yeah. I’ll get them to you before I leave.”She snaps her finge

Last Updated : 2025-05-05

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RORY“No.”“What?” I gape at Carter. “No, you will not be throwing a pool party,” he repeats as though I hadn’t heard him the first time, his biceps bulging as he lifts the weights and lowers it, eyes closed in concentration.We’re currently in my basement gym because I’d decided to join him for a workout session seeing as it’s a Saturday and I have nothing better to do with my time. The way his eyes had trailed down my body in appreciation made me glad that I’d worn the two piece I ordered online a while back. It’s designed for workout. A lycra material smooth and cool to the touch, and sexy as hell. I stare down at him, disbelief turning my feet into two lead weights and I’m suddenly unable to move from the spot. “Give me one good reason why I can’t.”“You serious?” He grunts. I cock a hip, parking my hand on one side. “Do I look or sound like I’m joking?”Carter hangs the weight on the weight-rack and push

Last Updated : 2025-05-07

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TW: MENTIONS OF RAPE. CARTER I’m not going to walk away unscathed. That statement is not an overly exaggerated one. It’s a fact. It’s a conclusion I’d been forced to come to yesterday. Over something so random, and that’s the funniest part. She’d left me in the living room and gone upstairs to her room to receive a call from Avery. I hadn’t particularly given a fuck what the call was about, but I’d found my eyes trailing in the direction of the staircase, waiting for her to come back. Wanting her to come back. What the fuck is she doing to me and where the hell are my balls? The organ draws tight at the sight of her beautiful pussy, as if to reassure me of its presence. Yeah, they’re still attached to my body alright. She just has them in a fucking choke-hold.Might as well be her’s at this point. I drag my knuckles along her pussy lips back and forth, admiring how swollen and glistening we

Last Updated : 2025-05-08

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CARTER I’m standing at Rory’s backyard, watching her commandeer an entire army of men, telling them why she needed this here and why she didn’t need that there—it is an amazing sight, really, one that I haven’t been able to pull my eyes away from in over twenty minutes—when I hear footsteps coming up behind me. I’m surprised to find that it’s Avery. She stops abruptly when my eyes land on her and visibly swallows. She seems to fidget for a bit before she squares her shoulders and begins—Wait, is she talking to herself? What the fuck?Is Rory’s friend nuts?I don’t pay much attention to her but the few times I’ve seen her around Rory, she seemed perfectly fine to me. Or maybe this is a recent development. If that’s the case, I’d rather not be the first to find out. Turning back to face Rory, I make deliberate effort not to look back at her friend. Which isn’t a difficult thing to do because my eyes sure do love being on Rory’s

Last Updated : 2025-05-10

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RORYCarter is going to have a coronary. That’s the first thought that comes to my head when I see myself in my closet’s full length mirror. We’re finally throwing the pool party today and considering the amount of work I put into it, I think it’s very much deserved. The best way to unwind after the mental hell I’ve been subjected to these past few weeks without having to leave the house, in my opinion. The two piece I’m wearing is sexy as hell. It’s a size smaller so that means by boobs and butt are almost spilling out of it, but when I saw it, I’d liked it too much to let it go. The top is held in place by tiny straps at the back of my neck and by two equally tiny straps that cross-cross down my body, stopping at my waist. The bottom has two chunky heart designs and is held up by the straps tied at my hips. I can’t lie that the design is also one of the reasons I bought it. The fact that with one little tug, everything wou

Last Updated : 2025-05-12

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RORY I walk around, saying hi to the few other people that came in when I was changing upstairs. Being a host comes with many responsibilities---which is why I’d very much rather be attending a party than hosting it--and this is one of them. “Hey Andrew,” I say to the last guy as I hug him. He’s a friend of Avery’s, but I’ve seen him a lot now that I’m a bit familiar with him. “Hey gorgeous.” His eyes move over my body appreciatively when we pull apart, lingering on some choice areas. “Haven’t seen you around in a hot minute.”I shrug, allowing a smile settle on my lips. “Yeah, you could say I’ve been staying away from the tabloids.” Before, when I didn’t have someone who’s after my life, back when I could still drive out and go anywhere I want to without the fear of someone following me and possibly shooting at me, before Carter, Avery and I used to be the life of parties. Barely a week could go by without my face, along with

Last Updated : 2025-05-13

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RORY I get a taste of my own medicine not up to fifteen minutes later when I’m going to grab drinks from the cooler which, coincidentally, happens to be close to where Carter is sitting. Ever since Andrew took that shot off my body, I haven’t been able to look Carter in the eye. He’d stormed off at some point during the act which is why I hadn’t seen him right after, but when he’d stepped back out, I’d allowed myself only one look at his face to gauge his reaction before I’d hastily looked away again. His face had been set in that carefully neutral mask, the one he uses to mislead people into believing he’s indifferent to a lot of things. Unfortunately for him, I know better. And I know what I did had affected him so much, he’d had to leave the room. Except that shame has made it difficult for me to meet his eyes even when I know he’s looking at me. I’d completely avoided looking in his direction--which is why I had failed to not

Last Updated : 2025-05-15

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