Finding My Bodyguard (The Bodyguard Series Book 1)

by A. Blossom

“I’m daddy now, beautiful,” he whispered in my ear. My eyes shot to my fiancé. The cockiness of this man was unbelievable. I knew deep in my heart that he wouldn’t be the husband I longed for. Still, I was hopeful for our marriage. I had to be. This was everything that I’d been taught to aspire for. As we climbed into the car, I stared at my family home. My stomach was in knots. My father’s voice was on repeat in my head. Obey your future husband. That was my task.

then back down. “Samara, can you step out for a minute?” He instructed her. Samara gave him a weird look before she eventually exited the room. Confusion registered on my face as he stood and moved close to me before he lowered my hospital gown down, covering my naked body. “I can’t do the surgery,” he blurted. “Hm?” I had to be hearing him incorrectly. “What do you mean?” “I see a lot of women in this office, none as naturally beautiful as you. So, I’m confused as to why you’re here.” His words caught me off guard, and my body stilled.

“Huh?” I’d heard him, but maybe if he repeated it, I could wrap my head around what he said. “Give me a good reason why you’re here trying to fix something that ain’t broken. Your body is perfect.”

decision not to do her surgery because it was. “Changing your body for that nigga won’t make him love or respect you any more than he does now.” It was the truth. A lot of women went under the knife to appease a man. They used surgery to try and make him stay

“Do you want out?” His thick voice and sexiness greeted me. He wasn’t in his scrubs and white coat anymore. He’d replaced it with a white T-shirt and sweats. “Out?” I repeated as I stared at him. What did he mean out? “Out of your arrangement with Kashus Grant. That’s what you’re in, right? An arrangement?” He pushed past me and entered my room, closing the door behind him. His words caught me off guard at first. Then I remembered he’d been at Kashus’s birthday party. He was in his private area, which meant they were acquainted. Kashus had probably told him about us.

“Fuck,” he moaned as he backed me into the wall. “I’m not here for sex or to force you to do anything you don’t want to do.” His hands roamed my body. “But your body is talking to me. Can I answer it?” The air drained from my lungs, and a muffled yes escaped my lips. Dr. London bent his knees and lifted me into the air. When he positioned my thick thighs around his neck and shoulders, I nearly came on myself. I could feel his breath on my panty-less clit. I didn’t know what this man was doing to me, but I was pleased.

“I’m not your doctor anymore.” His voice was low and demanding, aiding his tongue in sending me over the edge. “Dr. London!” I threw my head back in pleasure. “Say it again.” He slid his thick fingers into me. I could feel the exact moment that he hooked my G Spot. My vision blurred, and my mind grew foggy. Suddenly, I couldn’t remember what his name was. “Fuck!” I moaned. “Say it again!” He smacked me on my ass and pulled me in closer. I loved the way he handled me. It was just the right amount of roughness mixed with care. I could stay in this moment forever. “Say that shit! I love it.” “Dr. London!” I moaned loudly. “This sweet pussy is perfect. Do you hear me, Monroe? You’re perfect. Say that shit!” He demanded.

“I’m perfect! Fuuuck! I’m cumming!” My legs trembled around his neck as he intensified his movements, moving his fingers in and out of my wet, throbbing pussy. “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. “Yes!” I was panting and squirming. I needed to get away from this man for so many reasons, but he held onto me, never letting go of my pearl. Tears cascaded down my cheeks from the pleasure. Relaxing my back on the wall, I gave in and allowed Dr. London to suck on my clit and dip his fingers in and out of me. This was a connection I didn’t know I needed, and as my legs quaked around his neck again, I knew I was going to leave with this man. I didn’t want to marry Kashus. Being bonded forever to him would mean I’d live the rest of my life being disrespected. I didn’t want that. I wanted to be free to fall in love with someone who cherished me. One last orgasm shot through my body, causing my legs to quake once more. I hoped the universe wouldn’t be cruel and allow Dr. London to be anything less than my knight in shining armor.

“You good, Chocolate?” I leaned in and kissed her on the forehead. This must have been a lot for her. She was leaving her life behind in the blink of an eye with no more than promises from a stranger. “You didn’t tell me I was gon’ have to climb into a damn trash can,” she spat, causing me to burst into laughter. Images of what Polo must have had to endure flashed through my head. “I didn’t want to alarm you.” I smirked. “Do I look like a climb in the trash type of girl?” She was rolling her neck. “Naw, baby, you like the most precious thing on this planet, and that’s why I needed to get you out of there without being seen.” I signaled for the SUV to roll out of the parking garage. “Yeah, well, now I need a shower. There was spoiled food and tampons in there.” Her face scrunched up, making me laugh again. “You’ll be able to take a shower on the plane or when we get to our destination.” I smiled at her. “Plane? Where are you taking me?” Her eyebrows scrunched. “To paradise. Sit back and relax.”

“I’ve been around gangsters and drug dealers my entire life… enough to know one when I see one. So, is the doctor thing just like a cover-up?” I blurted. “I’m a plastic surgeon, you know that,” he responded dryly. “And? There has to be more. I’m not stupid.” He ignored me and walked into the bathroom. I could hear the water running as I stood there. I don’t know why the thought of him being involved in the drug business made me so angry. He was associated with Kashus. I should have known. I guess I thought he was my fresh start. My something different. I was still standing there in thought when he returned. His lips were moving, but I was too in my head to listen. “Monroe!” He touched my arm, causing me to come out of my thoughts. “I was heir to the London Cartel. I’m not anymore, but having the last name comes with its perks… like a trust fund… good credit… inherited properties. My father gifted me this house when I was five. Most people get a bike for their fifth birthday, I got a beachfront villa in Cuba.” I stood there frozen as he spoke.

“It’s been a long day. I ran you a bath. Relax. Get some rest. I’ll see you in the morning for breakfast.” He grabbed my hand and led me to the bathroom. I followed him. “Wait, you’re not sleeping here?” “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.” He kissed me once on the forehead before softly pecking my lips. I tried to push my tongue into his mouth, but he pushed me away.

“Stop being so formal. I already had yo’ pussy on my tongue, Monroe.” He pulled me into a hug, making flashbacks of the way he’d feasted on me last night flood my memories. I’d never had anybody pick me up and devour me the way he had. We were past the formalities, but calling him Dr. London just came naturally.

“Is that right?” He followed me. I could hear the amusement and lust in his voice. “Yeah, didn’t you say this was business? Securing my freedom. I’m gon’ keep it profe—” My words were halted by Dr. London’s arms wrapping around my waist. “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.” His strong arms tightened around my waist. I could feel his pelvis pressing against my ass. “I don’t plan on going anywhere near professional with you again.” He let go of my body, and it took me a minute to gather myself.

“Royale! I didn’t know you were dropping by. Ma is going to be happy to see you.” She pulled him into a hug, causing me to narrow my eyes at the interaction. “It was kind of spontaneous. I’m just showing my lady friend around. Monroe, this is my cousin Alyza.” He pointed between the two of us. “Lyza, this is my lady friend Monroe.” His introduction caught me off guard. Lady friend!

“Your lady friend?” She eyed him suspiciously. “You’ve never brought a woman around us before. You must be as special as you are beautiful.” Alyza turned to me.

“Wow, I was going to ask you if there was anyone you wanted to send a message to… Let them know you're okay.” I shrugged. “It’s just been my father and I since my mother passed away. My dad is an only child so no aunts or uncles. I am close to Contessa, she’s married to my dad, but we have more of a sisterly bond. She’s only a few years older than me. She’s pregnant with my sibling. If my disappearance would disturb anyone, it would be her.” He nodded as I talked. “I can get a message to her. Her being married to your father, though, that’s risky.” “Contessa wouldn’t rat me out. She knows this lifestyle.” I assured him. He nodded. “I’ll get a message to her, Chocolate.”

“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.”

“What is it, Royale?” she asked. I wasn’t scared of a lot of shit, but telling Aunt Vanessa what I had planned had me as nervous as a stripper on Easter Sunday. I stood from the couch putting a good distance between us.

“The plan is to marry her,” I blurted. “Marry?” She stood from the couch. “Yes, she can’t be in an arranged marriage if she’s already married.”

“I guess you can say that. It’s why I can’t marry her.” “And why you must,” Aunt Vanessa mumbled. She was speaking just above a whisper, but I heard every word.

“I’m never going back,” she mumbled to herself. It sounded as if she was trying to speak it into existence.

I wanted to find a way to reassure her that she had made the right choice. “I was thinking…” I interrupted our silence. “We should celebrate your breakup and independence.”

The sun disappeared below the horizon, and we sat back and watched the stars come out. I wrapped my arms around her, and she melted into my body. “I’ve never felt this safe with anyone before.” Her confession had me smiling. “That’s what I’m here for, Chocolate. Just call me your bodyguard.” The unwavering urge I had to protect this woman from her past and whatever else she needed protecting from was crazy.

“You know what else I’ve never done?” She shifted her body, placing the paintings on the side to dry, then folded the small table. Without mumbling another word, she threw her leg over my lap and mounted me. “What is that?” My voice was low with anticipation for what I knew was next. My dick was already at attention as she rolled her hips across my lap. We were treading a thin line and I needed to stop it, but I didn’t know if I could. “I’ve never had sex in the middle of the ocean.” She fondled with my shorts, freeing my dick. Eating her pussy was one thing but having sex with her was going to unlock Pandora’s box. I didn’t know if she was ready for that.

“Hold on, Chocolate!” I was using every bit of restraint I had to stop her. “I ain’t trying to take advantage of you. I already crossed the line once.” “London, I spent my entire life walking on eggshells and not being able to do what I want. You're not taking advantage of me. I want this.” She rolled her hips back and forth as she stroked my dick. “It’s so big and beautiful.” She moaned. The desperation in her voice mixed with the sensation of her hand moving up and down my dick was making it hard to resist her. “Monroe.” I utilized my last ounce of restraint. If she didn’t heed to the warning this time, I was going to put us both out of our misery and fuck the shit out of her. “Please, I want this more than I want anything else in this world.” Her words killed my composure. I couldn’t fight her bad ass anymore. Cupping her ass cheeks, I lifted her and guided her back down ont...

“The world is yours, Chocolate. Take what you need,” London commanded as he pulled me down onto his penis. An immediate rush of pleasure coated my body. I bounced up and down, letting the euphoric feeling take over me… Freeing myself from all my inhabitations. Every label and box I’d had to live in, I was letting it all go on top of London’s big, beautiful dick. I hadn’t seen a lot of penises in my lifetime, but I’d seen enough to know his was immaculate.

“Let the world know how good this dick feels,” London commanded.

“Tell me again, Roe!” London moaned. It was his first time shortening my name, and I liked it. My mouth opened to tell him how much, but no words came out. Instead, my pussy juices gushed down his long shaft. His hand gripped my neck.

“This pussy is a fucking masterpiece.” He groaned. My constant whimpers and screams blended with the sounds of the ocean. “Anything you want in this world, I’m gon’ put it in your hands. You understand?” His words took me over the edge. I could hear my juices raining down on him as I rolled my hips to match his strokes.

“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. “Not God, Roe, daddy!” He pulled me into him and connected my lips to his before trying to push me from his lap. He was about to release. I could feel him expanding inside of me. I loved it. I forced my body down and kept rocking my hips. This time his head fell back. “I’m on birth control,” I moaned.

“Damn, that was good.” I attempted to roll off him, but his hands gripped my ass cheeks and held me close. “You remember what I told you, right?” He kissed my forehead. “Yes.” I sank into his body. I figured he was referring to the promise he’d just made while he was snatching my soul from my body. “Tell me what you want, beautiful,” he whispered. London was so sweet and gentle with me. It was such a contrast from the men I’d been around my entire life. If things continued this way, I didn’t think I could fight falling in love with him.

“To feel protected and have a safe space to fall in love.” It was simple, yet I’d never been allowed either of those things. It was my deepest desire. “I got you, Chocolate. Now come ride this dick again before we gotta get out of here.”

“It is.” He embraced me in a hug, fulfilling that urge I’d been on a search for. “How’d you sleep?” “Good. I don’t even remember how we got back.” “After you passed out on my dick, I had the boatman pick us up. I drove us back to the villa, undressed you, and put you in the bed.”

“London, I… I… Meeting with my father is a bad idea. He doesn’t negotiate well… and then there’s Kashus. He’s going to come in guns blazing. It may be best that you distance yourself from me. I can be gone in a few days.” I started pacing the floor. “Too late. I’m already involved, and you not going anywhere until I assure your safety.” “You don’t understand. Me leaving Kashus and being here with you… If they found out you helped me leave, they’re going to try and kill you. You can’t walk into that meeting.” London grabbed me, bringing me into his body. “You think I would have taken you if I didn’t know the risks? I’m a doctor, but I’m not some weak ass nigga. An active member of the cartel or not, killing me would incite a war your father is not strong enough for. Besides, it’s gon’ take a lot for a motherfucker to kill me. Do you understand?”

“Why are you doing this?” I questioned. I was a stranger, yet he was sharing his world with me. His safety. His peace. It was insane, yet I appreciated it all. “To be honest, my intention when I first walked into my office and saw you was to make you mine, but I’ve discovered that you need more than another man in your life forcing something on you. You’re like me, wanting to create something different for your family. If I can give that to you, then that’s good enough for me.” My heart swelled and I connected my lips to his. “You can still make me yours.” I rubbed my hands down his chest. I was sure I sounded crazy, but I didn’t care.

“Monroe,” I called, grabbing her hand to try and stop her. I wanted to show her around the neighborhood a little more and prepare her for my return to Miami. I had no plans to dig her guts out today. “One for the road.” She dropped to her knees. “Monroe, get up.” I tried to pull her up, but all my restraint vacated when she popped my dick out of my shorts and slathered it with spit. I was gone for this woman, and it was no use in trying to fight it. “Shit!”

“Damn, Chocolate.” I grunted. Monroe had to be a Dotson vacuum cleaner in her past life with the way her mouth and pussy had gripped me.

“And say what when we get there?” Meechie shot back. It was a valid question. One I had no real answer to, but I would figure it out before then. “Say I’m your wife,” Monroe blurted, causing me to turn around. She was standing in the doorway with her naked body glistening in the sun. I raised my eyebrows in confusion and intrigue. She’d heard me. I stared into her eyes, searching for her certainty. “You heard me?” She nodded, stepping into the greenhouse. “My father only wants me to marry Kashus for his connections. If I'm already married, there’s nothing he can do about it. Besides, the London name holds more weight than the Grants. He’ll be pissed at first, but he won’t rip me away from you to put me back with Kashus.”

another plan.” “This is the best plan,” she replied. “She’s right,” Meechie agreed, interrupting the stare I had on Monroe. “You sure you want to do this? We’ll just be married on paper, but you’ll still be running from one marriage to another one.” I neared her, wanting to make sure she was aware of everything she’d be getting herself into. Monroe’s eyes lit up, and a confidence I hadn’t seen in her shined through them. “Yeah, that may be true… but with this one, marrying you is my choice. I don’t feel forced, and it’ll only be on paper, right?” “Only on paper,” I confirmed. “After we’re done with all of this, you’ll be free to go. No more arrangements.”

“Do we get to have a wedding?” she questioned, making me smirk at the way her face lit up. “Whatever you want, remember?” I reminded her of what I’d told her last night. She suggested, “A small ceremony on the beach.” “A small ceremony on the beach it is.” I held up my hands in surrender. “Anything else?” “One more thing.” She held up her pointer finger. “Yes?” I asked intrigued. “I need someone to walk me down the aisle.” She giggled. “I got you!” Meechie’s voice thundered through the phone. “Just tell us what to wear and me and Polo are there!” he shouted, making Monroe burst into laughter. “It’s settled

then. I guess we’re getting married tonight.” Monroe wrapped her arms around my body. I pushed her

When Meechie and I concocted this plan, I ran out and brought Monroe a ring. If I was going to ask her to marry me, fake or not, I was going to come correct. Grabbing the black box out of the hallway closet, I ran back to Monroe. She was still standing there in all her naked glory talking to Meechie. “I need to do this shit right.” I moved to her and lowered myself to the ground on one knee. “There was no way I was doing this without a ring.” I took her soft hand in mine. “Monroe Iris, will you be my wife?...

“Then I guess we’re getting married, Chocolate.” I slid the ring on her finger then quickly found her lips. “You look so beautiful wearing nothing but my ring.” It had my dick rising again. “I do, huh?” She held up he...

“Hell yeah.” I lifted her up. “Let me tell that pussy how good she look wearing my ring.” Monroe giggled as she wrapped her legs around my neck and used her ringed hand to push my head into her center. “Man, y’all nasty. I’ll see y’all in about an hour.” Meechie hung up the phone and Monroe let it drop on a nearby table. “Heal me with yo’ mouth, futu...

“Tessa!” I shouted again. Excitement dripped from my voice. “Royale said to keep it short,” Alyza whispered. I nodded, taking the phone from her hand and walking a few feet away. “I’m getting married!” I announced. “I ran away, Tessa. I don’t want to be stuck in a loveless marriage with Kashus.” I confessed all at once. An instant wave of relief washed over me. “I know,” she replied. “You know?” I wondered how much she was privy to. I know I’d asked London if he could send a message to her, but I never confirmed if he had. “Yes, you got a lot of explaining to do, heffa, but I won't ask you to do it on your wedding day. Hold the phone back. Let me see you.”

“Are you safe?” Tessa broke the silence. A look of concern plastered across her beautiful face. “I’m okay, Tessa. I’m the safest I’ve been my entire life,” I told her. Contessa’s face immediately relaxed. “Good.” She smiled. She was happy for me but was worried about my safety. Contessa understood the gravity of what I was doing. Defying family tradition, it was dangerous, and neither of us knew the outcome.

“You ready?” Meechie grabbed ahold of my arm. “She better be, and we don’ flew all the way out here.” Polo walked up on us and latched onto my other arm. “As ready as I can be. Thank you, guys, for doing this,” I replied.

London came into view at the end of the aisle. My feet began to move, and our eyes locked on each other. The tears that gathered in the rims of his eyes were that of a man marrying the love of his life. I sailed to the aisle. My feet sank into the sand, feeling like I was in a dream, but this was real life—my life. As we neared the end of the aisle, London moved to me, taking me by the hand.

“We supposed to give her to you, nigga, back up.” Meechie chuckled, causing me to giggle.

“Do you, Monroe Iris and Royale London, desire to be marriage partners?” We shared a giggle as London and I both nodded at the same time. “Do you promise to make every effort to share your love and respect for each other from this day on?” “I do,” London said without any hesitation. “I do,” I replied.