My Bodyguard's Forbidden Trespasses

Mrstalker

DAISY’s pov

My heart raced.

I felt something break inside of me. “How did this stalker find us? “

Fear curled in my gut.

Killian instinctively placed a hand on a small part of my back not tight but firm, guiding me toward the parking lot with quiet authority.

And that instantly sent a shiver up my spine.

“ Just move, Daisy,”

We walked fast. His body angled in front of mine, and we kept scanning faces as we walked. A woman with a stroller. A man on his phone.

Any of them could be a suspect.

Once we were at the parking lot, he opened the passenger door, while his free hand hovered around my hips.

“Get in”

Before my seatbelt clicked, he was behind the wheel.

I was trembling

He gunned the car's engine, pulling out of the parking lot onto the highway with a rough acceleration that pushed me back into my seat.

The moment we got to the first bend he took it immediately. I watched the city blur behind us as we drove off.

“Killian…” I called placing a hand on his lap.

“Not now” he furrowed a brow, his grip tightened on the wheel still his knuckles turned white.

I studied the tension in his shoulders. The way his lips pressed together like he was holding back a lot.

He was upset.

At me.

I cleared my throat “I am sorry I insisted we come for the book reading. Despite your warnings ” I managed to apologize,

His eyes flicked to me briefly then back to the road.

“Please say something.”

“We are here already so…?” he paused and eyed me “No need for apologies,” he added "It's your right to pursue your career, and it's my duty to protect you.”

“Please Killian don’t sound like that”

No response.

….

Throughout the drive, I stared out the window

Arm crossed. Silent.

I’ll admit I miss the cheerful part of Killan.

As he pulled up to the penthouse, my head jerked.

I had so much to ask, so much to say but I also know it wasn't a good time to ask questions.

I unbuckled my seat belt, but before I could reach for the door handle, I felt it. Killian's hand on mine.

My breath hitched.

“From now hence, no prompt decision, our priority is our safety, my opinion on your daily schedule counts.”

I knotted in acceptance.

His eyes dropped to my mouth before snapping back to his side door.

“Stay close.” He got out, scanned the area before opening my door. “ Don't speak to anyone. Just follow me”

Once we got to our floor, the elevator dinged open and we stepped into his penthouse.

“Wait here,” he said in a husky voice. He dropped my bag and moved through the apartment. Checking windows, opening closets.

My thoughts went wild as I watched his shoulders move beneath his shirt.

God, he looked so hot.

“ Daisy, you shouldn’t be thinking of this right now” I murmured to myself. Someone was stalking me and all I could think of was my bodyguard. Truly, I must be crazy.

I pulled myself to the window. The city looked beautiful. But somewhere in this beautiful city lives my stalker.

“ Step back from the window, ” Killian warned from behind.

I started.

“Sorry. I just…”

“I understand.” He said as his fingers placed light strokes on my elbow. “ I am not going to let anyone harm you” he promised and placed a kiss on my forehead.

My checks burned.

“The apartment is clean. But we need to …”

I stepped in his face.

On his path.

Our faces were inches apart, and I was acutely aware of everything. His cologne, something dark and woodsy that keeps you drawn.

My p***y quivered.

“Daisy,” he called, voice tight and soft “You need to step back”

“Why?”

His gaze darkened

Then he swallowed.

"Because I'm barely holding on to my professionalism as it is." He said, his voice was weak. "And you standing this close isn't helping."

Fuck rules

Fuck lines and f**k limits.

I learned, my lips on his "Maybe I don't want you to be professional."

I took his hand and placed it on my butt.

His hand twitched but he did move.

His jaw tightened. "Don't."

I reached for his belt, "Don't what? Don't tell you I want to be ruined by you? My voice was low, "Or don't tell you, I want to moan your name?" My hand was on his shaft now and I stroked it gently.

Good. He was already hard.

“Daisy” he moaned

"You have no idea what you're playing with." His voice was a growl against my ear. "I'm trying to keep you safe. But you keep pushing."

"Maybe I want to know what happens when you break." my voice breathless.

His grip tightened. Possessive.

My heart pounded.

In one quick motion, he gripped my gown then my bra. “Sexy” he growled his hands were on my breast now, squeezing one and sucking the other n****e. switched n*****s, twirling my tongue around it before teasing it in between his teeth

“f**k, you drive me crazy” I hissed as I rolled my hips against his hard d**k.

With a harsh thug, he ripped off my panties, and spread my hips apart with his thumb and middle finger “You are so wet for me, just the way I like it. “

I gasped.

He grabbed my ass and dragged me down on the bed.

My body jerked.

“This p***y is mind and mind alone"

He leaned in and pressed the flat part of his tongue against my c**t, eating it up like he was starving for it.

And heaven knows I loved it.

My breath turned ragged. His tongue stirred every corner of my p***y.

“Ah ahh! right there…”

“No man is allowed to pleasure you like”

He curled his finger just right in trusting and before my body could adjust, he added a second finger and I shattered with a cry my hands tangled in the air and just then our phones buzzed at the same time.