Maxine’s Bodyguard

by M. L. Ray

  “Oh, God…Jesus,” he groaned, his grip on my hair tightening. When I glanced up, his dark eyebrows were arched. I kept my eyes locked with the tall and handsome man as I carefully lowered my face, opening my mouth and stroking the tip of his cock with my tongue. My mouth scorched as it stretched to match his size.

  Oh, my god! I must be crazy.

  The drops of his pre-cum that pooled on the head of his cock trickled over my tongue, giving me exotic flavors I’ve never tasted in my entire life. He tasted…disturbingly good.

  Irresistible.

  Stroking my tongue over the tip of his cock, I opened my mouth to stretch around enough to swallow him. I knew it would take an effort to do it. But I might as well do my best since I started it.

  “Fuck!” he cursed, once my mouth had adjusted to his girth. Licking the long path from the tip of his meat down to its base and then dipping a little further, I felt his hand tightening in my hair and I knew he liked what I was doing.

  Taking my time, I sucked his balls into my mouth, rolling my tongue around them then licked the thickly veined sides back up. Rico released another pool of pre-cum when my mouth reached the slit on the head of his cock. Eagerly, I licked each drop until I felt satisfied.

  Rico let out a deep and long groan when I sucked him down again. His reaction was stimulating, wanting me to believe like I could conquer the world, everytime he would curse and grab my hair due to the pleasure I was giving him.

  Slowly, I bobbed my head, sucking his hard on with my cheeks, savoring every inch of his length as he started to rock and move in my mouth. I increased the speed of my movements when his balls started to pull up to his body, sucking him down my throat faster each time. I knew he was getting close and I wanted him to remember that I was the woman who had given him the best blow job.

  Rico groaned and cursed then pulled away from me.

  “Not so fast, naughty lady,” he growled, gripping my wrist throwing my body softly on the bed. "Now, let me do you.”

  He slid a finger inside, between my legs and I gasped for air, biting my lips. I was enjoying it so much while giving him a blow job and I didn’t realize I was so wet that his fingers slid easily. I groaned when I felt my internal muscles tightening around his finger.

  The mere presence of his finger in me was arousing and making me secrete more anticipatory juices. Slowly, he moved inside me and I cried out with bliss. How was this even possible?

  He gazed down at me, inserting another finger, moving in and out of me.

  “Ooh, oh,” I moaned, wanting for more. I pressed my eyes hard, enjoying the ecstatic feeling he was giving me – walls quivering, toes arching. Then I felt a soft skin brushing against my clitoris. I ripped my lids open only to see him, kissing my sensitive folds with intense softness and need, making me tremble in excitement. He licked my juices, rubbing me and I squeaked, wanting him to dig his tongue deeper in me.

  I felt like I would lose my mind when Rico stopped. How could I not? I was floating in the air with his every touch. I moaned, tugging his hair closer to my wet entrance. Then I heard him laugh.

  “Yes?” he asked, raising a brow, smirking, grinning.

  “Just fuck me, please,” I pleaded, panting heavily with indescribable craving. Feeling breathless with anticipation, I felt my lips part, so I dampened them with my tongue. And that seemed to be the only invitation he needed.

  Rico lowered his head, kissing me as savagely as he could, hungrily biting my lips until I tasted blood. But I didn’t try to stop him. His lips were warm and soft. And I wanted him. Hard thighs slid between mine, his hips moving against me, having their own private dance – a slow, calculating gyration that resulted to pulsing, heat, and throbbing to be settled between my legs.

  He grabbed my hand and took charge. I had a fleeting thought that he probably was an expert when it came to pleasuring women but shoved the idea aside, because right now, it didn’t matter. Not when I was already lying there, waiting for him to quench the thirst, aching for the relief he could provide.

  Increasing the pressure on my clit, he pulled my breast deep into his mouth, racing me quickly towards orgasm. My back arched, breath hitching in my throat, as my entire body trembled in a shuddering orgasm.

  “Jesus,” I said in a fading voice.

  “But I’m not yet done,” he whispered in my ear, pulling out his finger from my entrance. He drew me closer and squeezed my ass and tore my thighs apart, widening my legs and placed himself between them.

  I wrapped my arms around his neck but he caught them, intertwining them with his, this time, holding them over my head. In anticipation, I couldn’t suppress myself from biting my lips as my insides hummed with excitement.

  Rico rubbed the tip of his cock against my sensitive part and I moaned in response, my hips tilted upwards, trying to get him to enter me. But he continued his actions, teasing me. Instinctively, I locked my ankles around his waist, and gasped as he went inside me. He was so big that the first thrust was painful. And as soon as he started moving, my muscles relaxed around him, and pure pleasure began, vibrating through me in overpowering waves.

  He pounded on me in an increasing manner and I sighed when felt myself to reach another orgasm. Rico was an expert in stroking deep inside of me. His slick length sliding in and out of me and the demanding thrusts were all designed to send me right over the edge of bliss.

  “Rico…” I grumbled breathlessly.

  “Say my name,” he said in between heavy pants, increasing his speed as we were both reaching our climax.

  “Rico baby…” I whimpered, when his thrusts turned more powerful.

  “Louder.”

  “Rico!”

  “Louder baby,” he commanded. “Give it to me.”

  And that was my undoing. I came violently, my walls quivered, my back arching up and off the bed. “Rico! Rico! Yes, yes–” I cried, legs locking tighter around his waist.

  He kissed me passionately and claimed my body once more before he himself reached his peak. Moaning against my mouth, he shot his load, our muscles tightening and hearts racing.

  A flash of delight crossed his face when he looked at me with contentment as we tried to get our breaths back. I stroked his back with a hand and played his hair with the other, sending him a message that what he had was intense – and great.

  “That was awesome,” he mumbled, in between my neck and shoulders, collapsing on top of my body.

  “Yeah.”

  Chapter 15

  Rico

  I smiled widely, pushing the strands of hair behind Maxine’s ear. She looked tired as she slept serenely in my arms. She is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.

  She is perfect.

  I just had the best sex in my whole life. But it was not just ordinary sex – we made love. It was intimate. It was romantic. And I was able to prove to myself that she was not what I thought she was – she was a virgin.

  Not anymore because you fucked her. Congratulations dude.

  I could not find the proper words to explain my happiness and contentment. And I still couldn’t believe that the woman I have always adored became mine. She gave up her chastity to me. I’m the happiest man in the world when she called out my name as we were fucking each other. Because I know that she feels the same way I do.

  I felt her squirm under the sheet – her skin against mine. I held my breath when I felt myself growing hard again. God, I don’t think I’d ever get tired being inside her.

  “Aren’t going to sleep?” she said, in a hoarse sleepy voice, making me close my eyes when I felt her hand touching me under the sheets. She was one naughty woman.

  “I don’t think I can sleep if you keep on doing that,” I said, before planting a kiss on her forehead, then on the tip of her nose, then on her lips. She tasted like sweat but the sweet kind. Her mouth was so soft and I’d never get tired nibbling it all day long.

  “Rise and shine little one,” she
said, and giggled pulling away from me and went under the sheets, making a funny noise after getting in between my legs. I groaned when her hands moved faster and my cock erected proudly – hard as rock.

  “No, you need to rest,” I mumbled, trying my best to not give in.

  Maxine was scheduled to meet with the lawyers today. She needed to have presence of mind and rest. We could get all the sex we wanted once all the problems were resolved. For now, I needed to restrain myself from doing more unnecessary things.

  She got out of the sheets and gave me a protesting pout, making me want to give in. But I shook my head. “Get some rest and make sure to find something to cover all of these,” I said, pointing at the number of hickeys I had made on her neck.

  Watching the red marks, I felt proud. It was like I had marked my territory.

  “Okay,” she mumbled, like a child, before wrapping her body with sheets, leaving me with nothing to cover myself. “Get out of my room,” she added, making me chuckle a little before planting a kiss on her forehead.

  Shaking my head, I rose from bed and she turned on the other side of the bed with a scoff, still a bit stunned seeing me standing straight with my cock doing the same thing.

  “I’m taking a shower,” I said, picking up my clothes that were on the floor. “Get some sleep. I’ll get you something for breakfast.”

  Maxine didn’t answer and when I took a peek of her face, she was already sleeping – or maybe acting. Though her breathing was stable and looked peaceful. After a couple of minutes, I went straight to the bathroom and took a quick shower, getting a glimpse of her strawberry scent shampoo, chamomile body soap, candles, and liquid soap. Who would have thought that I’d be taking a bath in this very bathroom?

  Pictures of her lying on the tub with nothing but bubbles crossed my mind. It was the very incident that gave me sleepless nights and wet fantasies. But I’m not going to need any of those anymore because finally, she’s mine.

  It was not too long before the sunlight filled the skies. And no matter how much I think about what happened between us, I still feel like I’m the luckiest man in the world. I would never forget this feeling.

  I know that she was happy too. And that’s all that matters.

  Telling her the truth was more important. Don’t get too delusional, Rico. You still don’t know how she would react once she learns about it.

  Shoving the thoughts away, I got dressed quickly and took a few more glances of Maxine who was sleeping peacefully. When I got to the corridor, I almost cursed aloud when Timmy met me with a wide mocking grin.

  Right. He was the one who was in the AV room last night.

  “Had a good night, Sir?” he said. It was more of a statement than a question and as much as I wanted to keep my composure, my mouth gave me away as a smile broke free.

  “Silly,” I replied, shaking my head, trying my best to formulate a good statement that would persuade him to keep his mouth shut.

  “I’m not going to tell anyone,” he stated, as if he could read what I was thinking. He gave me a nod before patting me on the back. “Men don’t gossip, you know,” he added, before picking up his pace, heading to the AV room. “I’ll zip my mouth. But I’m sure the others will notice if you keep that stupid smile on your face.”

  “Thanks,” I said, gratefully, before heading to the staircase, taking a quick glance at the camera that was facing it.

  I decided to do a quick trip the nearest convenience store after giving the guys some instruction and reminding them to keep their ears and eyes alert while I’m gone. I bought the necessary ingredients to make a simple breakfast – eggs, bacon, sausages, oatmeal, fresh milk, and fruits.

  I thought it would be best to fill a woman’s stomach before talking with her. Over the weeks I’ve spend with Maxine, I have never seen her cook. Her meals were either delivered or take-outs. It was probably because she was always busy with her business and tired after a long day.

  When I got back to her house, I was smiling crazily while excitement consumed my whole being as the idea of cooking breakfast for her everyday crossed my mind. And it would have been so fucking good to spend my entire life doing that.

  Entire life? Now, you wanted to marry her? Men in love are so fucking stupid.

  “You look like you won the lottery, what’s up?” said a familiar voice, which caught my attention, popping my bubble of silly thoughts. It was Calvin, sitting on the reclining rattan chair that was on the corner of the porch. In his left hand was a grande-sized coffee-to-go from Starbucks.

  The smile on my face eventually vanished and I’d bet a month worth of pay that I looked a criminal being caught in the act. Calvin eyed me from head to toe and then shook his head after a moment of silence.

  I raised a brow. I never like it whenever he does that. It felt like he was checking me out and it was weird. He was my guy, for Pete’s sake! And we’re both straight.

  “What?” I asked with both of my brows raised, shrugging in annoyance. I passed through the front door and he followed me, gaining glances from David and Jackson who were lying flat on their tummies in the living area.

  “You guys get some rest. Rico and I have to talk,” Calvin then said, in an authoritative tone, when the two shot up from the sofa to salute our boss.

  “Yes, Sir,” Timmy and Jackson said in chorus, making me laugh at the formalities. These guys never ceased to do these things whenever my cousin was around. On the other hand, I have always reminded them to treat me like a friend despite the position I’m in.

  Timmy and Jackson stiffened and I could tell that the latter was trying his best to suppress a laugh when my cousin shot me a deadly glare. I shrugged and nodded at the two before gesturing Calvin to follow me to the kitchen.

  He must have something very important to tell me that he had to drop by this early.

  “What? You’re cooking?” Calvin questioned in astonishment when I took out all the goods from the shopping bag. He was looking at me in disgust as he settled on the nearest chair.

  I nodded in response. “Why? What’s wrong?”

  “You’re acting weird?” he commented, raising his cup in the air, gesturing at me.

  “Weird? What’s weird?”

  “You’re smiling like there’s no tomorrow, Rico. And now, you’re in aprons. Tell me,” he said, followed by a grimace. And I completely understood why he was acting like that.

  Just like Calvin, I didn’t like doing things that only woman only do. I never wore aprons nor did the dishes. I learned how to cook but nobody has ever seen me do it. Of course, he’d find it weird.

  “I just feel good. Okay?” I lied, turning away to prepare to cook the bacon and eggs. I didn’t want to look at him because he could tell that I was lying. But why the hell am I denying that I’m happy? What for?

  “You had sex, didn’t you?” Calvin accused, making me curse under my breath. Who am I lying to? He was the best agent I have ever known and the person I literally grew up with. Of course, he could tell by just looking at my back.

  Instead of saying anything, I started frying the eggs and bacon then placed a couple of pieces of bread in the toaster. Maxine may not like cooking but her kitchen was geared with the necessary equipment. I peeled the apples and placed them in the blender filled with crushed ice. I was planning to make a healthy breakfast.

  I was too focused in what I was doing until Calvin cleared his throat to get my attention.

  “Why are you here?” I asked, tilting my head to look at him.

  “It’s about Clark,” he spoke. His voice was low and serious and I stopped from slicing the cucumber. Wiping my hands with a clean towel, I took the eggs and bacon from the pan and placed it on a plate.

  “What about her?” I asked, putting some of the sliced tomatoes and cucumber on another plate then added two pieces of toast. I filled a glass with the apple smoothie and set it on the table.

  I grinned from ear to ear when I looked at t
he breakfast I had made. It wasn’t much but I made it with all my heart. I just wanted to make her feel special.

  “Would you please stop smiling? You’re giving me goose bumps,” Calvin snapped at me, tapping a foot on the floor.

  “Alright. What is it that you want to talk about?”

  I sat on the chair across from him and raised both of my hands, a gesture that says he finally has all my attention. If it’s all about Maxine, then he got me. I needed to know every possible information in order to protect her – to keep the woman I love.

  “She will be meeting the lawyers today, right?” Calvin spoke in almost a whisper and I nodded in response knowing that it was a top secret intel. “Remind her to keep her mind calm and not to tell every detail regarding the murder case.”

  Flustered, I furrowed my brows trying to understand what my cousin was trying to say. Was he trying to tell me to persuade Maxine not to tell the truth? But before I could ask, Calvin went on to explain everything.

  “I just found out this morning that one of the lawyers made a deal with Congressman Williams’ party. She needs to keep her guard because her words can be used against her. We all know that she doesn’t have the cleanest and most credible image in public. And when she’s on the witness stand, she only needs to answer what she’s asked. Clark is smart but I’m sure it can happen if she’s careless with her statements – the lawyer will frame her and she would end up being the murderer. Congressman Williams is sick. I can’t wait for the day to see him rotting in jail.”

  I shook my head in disbelief. I couldn’t believe Congressman Williams has everyone wrapped around his fingers. Even lawyers were bribed just to twist the truth and use law in order to frame the people who went against him.

  “That bastard!” I grumbled angrily, my hands turning into fists. He was already giving Maxine a hard time. Now he wants her to take responsibility for his crime? I couldn’t let that happen! I’m not going to let that happen! I’ll see to it that he pays for all of his crimes.