Falling For Her Bodyguard: A BWWM Suspense Romance (7 page)

“Oh, you’re
right. Losing your freedom for a few months is way worse than being
dead.”

Kenzie turned on her
heels to leave, but Gianni wasn’t letting her go that easily.
He grabbed her arm, pulling her back into the room. She tripped over
one of the boxes making her land on the bed. She had expected some
kind of remorse from Gianni, but he instead pinned her to the
mattress.

“What do you
think you’re doing?”

“Well, since you
won’t stay put on your own, I’ll just keep you here. We
can sleep like this all night.”

“Seriously?”
She asked with a raised eyebrows.

“Oh yeah.”

Kenzie tried to wiggle
out from under him, but his hands were strong on her wrists. She
wrapped her legs around his waist, trying to throw him off. He
laughed.

“I don’t
think that’s going to work.”

“Why?”

Gianni leaned in
close. His breath tickled her ear. “I’m stronger than
you.”

As his words slipped
over her skin she shivered. He seemed to feel the change in her as
her body went slack. His lips traced her neck, his teeth grazed her
collarbone. A stifled moan left her lips. Slowly, Gianni raised
himself up. He gazed at her so long that she dropped her eyes. One of
his hands lifted, tilted her chin up. She looked back up at him.

“You’re
very beautiful.”

“I have dirt on
my face,” she whispered.

“It makes you
even more beautiful.”

Kenzie couldn’t
help herself from grinning. He lowered his head, lips brushing over
hers until she was shivering with anticipation. Her lips parted. He
kissed her. As his mouth moved against hers, she melted. He let her
wrists go. As he did, she moved her hands to his cheeks. She could
feel the length of his cock stiffening against her.

The woman let out a
deep moan. Gianni matched her, his moan deep and rough. The more they
kissed, the more the passion seemed to build until it spilled over.
Kenzie gasped as he reached down, wrapped his fingers around the hem
of his shirt before he began pulling it off. She echoed his actions,
ripping his shirt from his head. Rippling muscles rolled as the shirt
came over his head and she threw it to the side. Kenzie drew her
fingernails down his chest. She heard him sharply inhale at the
scratching of her nails. It turned him on even more.

Gianni pushed her
down, ripped at the shorts she wore. She heard the sound of fabric
ripping, felt the material strain against her skin as he tore them
from her shaking legs. Her fingers fumbled with his belt, before she
slipped it from the loop of his jeans. Her eager fingers pushed his
pants off, her hands traveling up to his inner thighs. He let out a
moan, but pushed her away.

“Not yet.”

Kenzie pouted. She was
eager to get to the point, but as usual Gianni wasn’t going to
give in to her so easily. His hands ran over her bra, it snapped open
revealing pert breasts with hardened nipples. His mouth encircled one
of her nipples, sucking it in as his fingers rolled and pinched her
left nipple. Kenzie’s head tilted back, her eyes closed tight
as she moaned. Her fingers ran up to the back of his head, running
through the wavy hair as she pressed him in tighter to her breasts.
She could feel her pussy growing wetter by the minute.

“Fuck me,”
she moaned.

His mouth moved for a
brief moment only to say, “Not yet,” before he returned
to his work.

Kenzie was in the
throes of excitement and frustration. She wasn’t used to being
told to wait. That, coupled with Gianni’s mouth, sent her into
overdrive. She had her hand slipping between her thighs, running over
the wet fabric of her panties. Gianni slapped her hand.

“Wait.”

He laid her back on
the bed, his teeth grazing over her nipple making her back arch. His
fingers dug into her hips, the pressure making her squirm. He moved
up, capturing her mouth again. It made her anxiety melt away, the
warmth of his tongue slipping into her mouth. Their tongues twirled
around each other, until he was gone once more. His tongue slipped
over her skin, ran over her nipples, ran down her belly before it ran
over her panties. She gasped.

“Don’t
tease,” she begged.

Gianni grinned. “Say
please.”

Kenzie groaned. Was he
really going to torture her this way? He slid her panties down her
thighs, pushing them off before he returned to her dripping wet
pussy. His warm breath drifted over wetness. She began to grind her
hips towards his mouth, wanting it, needing to feel his tongue caress
her.

“I said, say
please,” he repeated before his tongue hovered over her
wetness, waiting.

Kenzie clenched her
teeth. He was asking her to go against her pride. That was a hard
thing to do. What if it wasn’t worth it? As if he’d read
her mind, his tongue made one languid lick over her clit. Her open
mouthed gasped convinced her it was worth it.

“P-please,
please don’t tease me.”

“Manners go such
a long way,” he said with a grin.

Kenzie almost let a
snarky comment form on her lips, but it was quickly forgotten. Gianni
slipped his tongue over her pussy, lapping at the wetness. His tongue
circled her clit sending her into a frenzy as her hands rested on
this back of his head. He circled once more, making her groan, making
her forget her pride before he finally gave in. His tongue ran over
her clit, the tip of his tongue pressing against it over and over
until she was clenching her thighs together tightly around his head.
Gianni pressed down on her thighs, opened her up as his tongue delved
into and explored her pussy. He held her trembling thighs open as her
back arched, her stomach clenched. A deep orgasm rolled over her, a
low moan tore from her throat as she rode the wave. Gianni sat up and
wiped his mouth with his hand as she panted.

“Done already?”
He asked.

“Fuck you, I’m
just trying to catch my breath.”

Gianni laughed as he
stood up. She watched as his hands slipped into the hem of his
boxers, and slid them down his muscular thighs. She stared at his
dripping cock, the sight of it making her pussy twitch. He leaned
forward and crawled up the bed over her.

“What are you
doing?”

“My turn,”
he said as his teeth grazed the shell of her ear.

“What if I don’t
want to?” She teased.

“Then I’ll
leave you alone.”

Gianni began to back
up slowly, but her hand on his arm stopped him. He grinned. His
fingers brushed over her arm before he flipped her over onto her
stomach. Kenzie gasped as his arm circled her waist, pulling her up
onto her knees. She found herself wanting him even more. The head of
his cock brushed against her slick opening.

“Now, say sorry
for making me worry.”

Kenzie groaned.
“Seriously?”

Gianni thrust into
her. Kenzie cried out, her fingers clutching the blanket tightly. She
waited for more, the anticipation taking her over. He kept still
though, his cock twitching within her. She realized that he was never
going to continue until she’d done what he asked. The self
control he exhibited was impressive. His fingers pulled the scrunchie
out of her hair, spilling it over her shoulders. Fingers threaded
through it before he pulled her head back.

“I’m
waiting,” he said.

“I’m sorry
for making you worry,” she said quietly. “It won’t
happen again.”

He leaned forward, his
lips pressed close to his ear. “I’ll remember you said
that.”

Kenzie cried out as he
thrust into her. Her hair was released in favor of her hips. His
fingers dug into the flesh as he pounded inside of her with such
force that she felt her knees slipping from under her. The pain of
the scrape on her knee was forgotten as she moaned deeply. Gianni
brought her to the edge, pushed her over again and again until she
was spent. Just when she couldn’t take anymore, he cried out.
She felt the warmth of his cum enter her body, making her shiver with
pleasure. He slipped out slowly, the wetness escaping as it slid down
her legs.

She collapsed onto the
bed, her breathing hitched as she tried to regain herself. The sound
of his footsteps receding made her look in his direction. He was
disappearing through the door. She felt her stomach drop, sadness
taking over her as he left. The fear that he was gone was quickly
dashed as he walked back through the door with a towel in his hand.
Gently, he ran the towel between her thighs cleaning up their juices
before he carried it back out to a laundry basket in the hallway.
Gianni climbed into bed next to her.

There was no need for
words. The man wrapped her up in his arms, pulled her close. She
could feel the heat of his skin against hers. Her fingers threaded
through his. She felt the light kiss placed on the back of her neck
making her sigh, happily. They fell asleep like that, wrapped up in
each other. Kenzie never wanted it to end.

*****

They woke up to the
sound of footsteps in the house. Kenzie wiped her eyes while Gianni
jumped up and into his clothes. She watched him with curious eyes
before he disappeared from the room. The sound of hushed voices near
her door let her know that it was Brick who had returned. She
wondered vaguely if he didn’t want anyone to know what had
happened between them.

Kenzie slipped out of
bed before wiggling her way back into her clothes. First there was a
shower in order, then she had to try and finish her music. Her feet
padded across the floor as she left the room. Brick and Gianni were
talking near the door, but stopped when she came into view. She
paused for a moment before shrugging and heading into the bathroom.
If Gianni wanted to pretend that nothing had happened between them,
she was more than happy to play along. It wasn’t that important
anyway.

The warm spray of the
shower relaxed Kenzie somewhat, but she still found herself tense
after she’d stepped out. She decided to go to town, get a
little fresh air. When she walked into the kitchen, Brick sat with a
magazine in his hands at the table.

“Looking for
Gianni?”

“No, why would I
be? I need to go to the city.”

Brick gave her an
appraising look. She raised an eyebrow before rolling her eyes.
Finally, he seemed to let go of whatever he wanted to ask. His chair
scraped against the floor as he pushed his chair out. Since they were
so far out now, the bodyguards had to do the driving. Kenzie wished
she could drive herself again. She missed slipping behind the wheel,
enjoying the breeze as she tore down the highway at top speed.

She looked through the
window as they drove trying to keep the smile from her face. In her
mind, she tried to tell herself that it was just sex, nothing more.
Still, she couldn’t seem to stop the fluttering in her stomach.
Kenzie pushed the thought away, tried to shut it off. It was just one
time. She wasn’t some high school girl in love. It was nothing
more than a physical attraction. It was a damn good one, but that was
all.

The heavy rush hour
traffic made it laborious to get back to the city. They pushed their
way through until they made it to the studio. Kenzie gazed down at
her phone. It was only six, still early. The bars had reappeared on
her phone sometime during their drive, but she hadn’t noticed.
She pocketed the phone in her jeans before sliding out of the car
with her notebook in hand. The rush of the cool air inside the
building made her shiver as she took the elevator up. She had gotten
so used to Gianni standing beside her when she came and went to the
studio that it was odd to have Brick there now. Gianni was a
chatterbox compared to Brick who generally answered questions in a
series of grunts and nods.

“Kenzie! I
wanted to talk to you.” Marco called.

She stopped short
before she followed behind him into his office. Brick stood out in
the hallway. Marco gestured to one of the chairs on the other side of
his desk and she took a seat. He slipped into his chair, a serious
look on his face. She could feel the bad news brewing before he’d
even said a word.

“I have some
good news and some bad news,” he said as he laced his fingers
together.

“Okay,”
she said slowly. “What’s going on?”

“The good news
is, pre-sales for your new album are through the roof. People can’t
wait to hear your music. The bad news is, the date of your concert
has been pushed up. The company doesn’t want to lose money by
waiting. There’s a lot of Kenzie frenzy out there right now. It
could mean really big sales.”

“Marco, I’m
not ready. You know that.”

The man sighed,
leaning forward to rest his chin on his steepled fingers. “It’s
not a choice. This is what they want, this is what you have to give
them.”

Kenzie scoffed.
“Really? And what do they think about me getting out there and
choking? Then what? I get blamed for a bad show too?”

“You won’t
choke. You love the limelight!”

Kenzie pushed herself
out of her chair. “Whatever. How soon?”

“A month.
Tickets went on sale today.”

“Thanks for
telling me sooner.”

“Kenzie, you
know I-”

She held up a hand as
she stormed out of his office.

The nerve of them. How
dare they force her to go on performing so soon? She wasn’t
ready, she knew that. Writing music was one thing, performing it was
quiet another. Not to mention that a month was really no time at all
to get ready. She knew that she’d have to really push herself.
Everyday would be endless rehearsals. It was a good thing she was
almost finished with the songs, but she still had to remember them.

She could hear heavy
footsteps following after her. A glance over her shoulder revealed
Marco following after her quickly. He was trying to assure her that
she’d only have to perform two or three new songs, the rest
were from her last album. It didn’t matter to her, she kept
walking. The studio was empty.