Finding My Bodyguard (The Bodyguard Series Book 1)

by A. Blossom

“Give me a good reason why you’re here trying to fix something that ain’t broken. Your body is perfect.”

I wasn’t speaking to her as her surgeon but as a real ass nigga.

won’t make him love or respect you any more than he does now.”

“That’s right. Cum in my fucking mouth, with yo’ perfect ass!” He latched onto my clit, causing my juices to spill onto his face.

“Guest room, down the hall. You need a lot of things tonight, and my dick etching its place in your soul isn’t one of them.”

“You like playing with fire, huh? Just because I’m not trying to make this about sex, Monroe, doesn’t mean I won’t pick your thick ass up and push this dick all in yo’ stomach.”

“Sometimes choosing you can open the doors for others to do the same. Never feel guilty for choosing you—even if it’s over family.”

“I find my peace in knowing that every day I wake up, I’m living the life I chose and breaking the toxic cycle I don’t care to be a part of.”

“Anything you want in this world, I’m gon’ put it in your hands. You understand?”

“That’s right, take what you need. Wet yo’ dick!” he commanded. My body trembled uncomfortably as London’s grunts and thrusts increased. I was sure we were going to end up in the ocean at any minute from how hard the raft was rocking. “My God!” I erupted on his dick.

“Monroe, baby, when you do all that and when you’re healed, you better believe I’ma be there with open arms, waiting for you to choose a nigga. Not because I’m the only nigga that’s ever treated you like you deserve or because I be digging yo’ fucking guts out, but choose me because you know who the fuck Monroe is and how I fit into your life.”

Promise me you’ll focus on getting to know who you are. Promise me you’ll heal,”

You asked me to heal you, but I can’t. I can only offer my hand to hold while you heal yourself.