Romance Books About Bodyguards Novels & Stories

Red groans, his mouth ajar, forcing my eyes to fly open and look at his face. He's enticed, totally beguiled by the depth of our intimacy, our bodies molding with perfection. I hug his wider back tightly, kissing his neck, sucking and biting it, my nails deeply into his skin. Hungry creature I've become, and my bodyguard seems to fancy every bit of my perverseness. Red keeps pounding on me, deeper each time, slowly, then fast, again and again, his lips delicious on mine. Oh God! I moan nonstop, rocking my waist, devouring this feel of long anticipation coming to reality. He doesn't stop.

She nodded, eyes averted from mine. Empathy. I needed a little bit of empathy to understand her. But no matter how I saw it, the thought of criminals coming after me wouldn't make me fret. I sighed, wrapping my arms around her. “You don't need to worry. I'm your bodyguard for a reason–” My lips pressed against her soft hair. It smelled like freshly picked flowers. I continued, this time stroking her hair, as she buried her face in my chest. “I'm handling it, princess. Trust me.”

If Cameron thought I’d enjoy it, then I damn well would. I traced a fingertip over the back cover, reading the blurb before even cracking it open. A story about the sister of the last book’s male lead—young, reckless, and desperate to be ruined. And the man who should never touch her—her off-limits bodyguard, tasked with protecting her from the world… and from himself. Just my poison. Yep, this was exactly what I needed.

I wondered whether Antony l was human or something else. I broke the kiss disappointedly and went in with a little pout. "Who's he?" Ryder questioned, grabbing my waist gently trickling down to give my ass a tiny squeeze. Everything he does was a sudden turn off unlike before. I pressed his hands to the spot wishing he would squeeze harder. I got pain instead of pleasure when he did. "My new bodyguard, " I responded slightly, biting my lips. "Okay." He quipped his brows before pressing my lips against his. My back was against the fridge and his hands roamed my body. He's successfully turned me on again I think. "Let's take this upstairs. Hope your body-guard won't mind." He spoke into my ear

"And this motherf*cker here is Ville, your Personal bodyguard. We go way back. We are like brothers but we came out of different p*ssies" Rosana arched her brows and turned to look at the man who stood at the other end of the room. He had a scar on the side of his face that made him look deadly and handsome at the same time. When he looked up, her breath hitched in her throat and she was forced to look away. "Can we talk about this later?" She asked Enzo, feeling uncomfortable about the whole bodyguard thing. "Yes, my Lady, anytime" "He can leave" "He can only be two paces away from you, My Lady"

The white guy must have realized there is no way the code wallet will be around anywhere because he pull me into his car and locked the door. My heart jump instantly into my mouth and i began to pray to my lord to save me from the scarred face but handsome man who seem to be in his early thirties. He didn't drive, i thank my lord for that because there is still a chance to escape ... Right? I have seen Angelina Jolie, a famous actress does that many times without numbers, I mean jumping out of a running car. If i put the right pressure and adrenaline i might even be better than her.

Heinz insulted Richie. "Dad!" Sharlynn shrieked loudly, drawing the attention of the guests and the dancing couple. Richie, feeling insulted, was silent. He was trying to control his emotions. After all, he was just a bodyguard. "Is it just because Richie is a bodyguard that you insult him? No, Dad, you're mistaken. Richie is not that low! He's a dignified man who has saved my life many times!" argues Sharlynn, defending her husband's honor. Although they were only married on paper, the man was still legally her husband.

Romeo asked with a forced smile, bowing his head to match that of the slender lady he was talking to - Bria Leone. "My coffee has gone cold" Bria said, with almost no enthusiasm in the tone of her voice. She was still seated confidently, legs crossed and her hair covered with a white hat that matched the long designer suit she wore. "Oh.." Romeo raised his head, trying to hide his disappointment. ".. right.. sorry about that.." he forced a smile again and picked up the land phone on his table. He returned it after muttering a few words and then turned back to Bria Leone who showed no interest in their conversation.

I said and looked seriously into his eyes. "I'm your bodyguard, I shouldn't even have come in." He wanted to defend himself. I just laughed and stepped closer to him. "I'm glad that you are the one who is allowed to come closest to my body. It doesn't matter whether you wait for me in front of the door or in my living room. And you know that." I put my hands on his chest and watched attentively his reaction to my words. "Actually, I'm not allowed to come this close to you. But we have already exceeded this limit." He told me in a calm tone while keeping eye contact, which caused a comfortable shiver to roll down my spine.

And to him, nothing was more important than ensuring that the scheming bodyguard was out of her life. “I love your daughter.” Asher blurted without flinching. As a bodyguard, he has already broken the code by getting involved with a client, and he wasn't about to shame himself further by denying the obvious. He was deeply in love with Isabella and nothing was going to keep them apart. Not if he could help it anyway. Lucas chuckled. The mocking kind with a sneer. Asher wasn't surprised or bothered by the reaction. He had long expected it. After all, society had a way of labeling the average people who dared love someone rich or even those employees who are lucky to find love with their bosses