Seduced by the Bodyguard (Forbidden Confessions Book 5) by Shayla Black

Author:Shayla Black [Black, Shayla]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2020-10-21T16:00:00+00:00

Sophie

Heat flashes through my body at his words. And one look into his dark eyes tells me he’s completely serious.

Suddenly, I can’t think about anything except him naked, on top of me, pleasuring me before I please him in return.

Don’t be crazy. You barely know him. What if he’s the type to kiss and tweet?

“Actually, I’m full.” I set my pizza crust aside and rinse off my plate.

“I shocked you. I’m sorry.” He approaches from behind, still a few feet away.

I’m painfully aware that all I’d have to do is turn and take a few steps to have my hands on him, my lips on his.

I swallow back the impulse. I might not care so much anymore about putting my image in jeopardy, but we’re two ships whose paths will probably never cross again. If I weren’t famous and I was the kind of girl satisfied with a hot fling, I’d jump on him—here and now. But that’s not me, and I shouldn’t distract him.

“Don’t be sorry. It’s”—making me wish I could say yes—“fine. I think I’ll take a nap. It’s not even two o’clock and it’s been a long day.”

“Can’t argue with that. Groceries will be ready in about an hour.”

“Thanks.” I nod and head to the back bedroom—anything to put distance between us.

As soon as I’m alone, I shut the door and tear off the slightly scratchy sweater, then crawl between the sheets and close my eyes. I’m tired, but sleep won’t come. I can’t erase the pandemonium of the parade or its terror. I also can’t escape the fact that Rand saved me. Or forget that he’s in the next room. I especially can’t deny that I’m terribly attracted to him.

Sleep isn’t happening.

What the hell am I going to do? I can’t stay in Granbury and hide forever. How soon will this killer come after me again? I hate being a sitting duck. But now I have another problem. If I spend too much time with Rand, I know what’s likely to happen between us. Maybe I could resist him for a few days…but what if our seclusion turns into weeks?

I close my eyes again. His face swims in my head—his dark, intent eyes. His scar. His brutally sensual mouth. I remember the way he held me and kissed me, the way his hot stare touched me when he said he thought about fucking me.

Maybe it’s all the stress, but I feel ready to explode. My options for relief are sorely limited.

I roll over. My hard-as-nails nipples drag across the blanket, and I can’t help but moan. I bite my lip and try to swallow the sound, but there’s no getting around the fact I’m wound unbearably tight. The need coiled between my legs keeps clenching and throbbing. I can barely remember the last time I had sex. It wasn’t memorable.

Or maybe I only feel that way because I’m fixated on Rand.

I need relief—now.

Even as I tell myself I shouldn’t, excitement flares as I cup my breasts and squeeze.

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