Aryn's Desire: A BOLD Security Novel (Finding Submission Book 1) by Zoey Derrick

sixteen or seventeen.”  
    I nod.  

    Derek continues talking about a few more things and he finishes when the girls come and collect us for lunch.  

    After lunch I called Sean who promptly collected me and brought me to the staff quarters, and while Derek had made it sound like I was going to be staying in a shack, these quarters are still better than my apartment. They’re actually quite lavish for staff quarters. I could get used to working for a man like Hunter.  
    Around five I received a text from Dex asking me to join them for dinner. I declined, telling him that he should hang out with his friends. His reply was simply, “suit yourself”.  
    I ate with Sean and the other two regular guards. Celeste, who is very easy on the eyes, and Cyrus who, well, just don’t piss him off.  
    Celeste made no secret of making flirtatious eye contact with me throughout dinner. I won’t lie, she’s very attractive. She’s well-built, as any respectable bodyguard would be. Tall, maybe five-eight or five-nine. Chestnut colored hair that’s long and pulled back into a messy, curly ponytail with bright green eyes and soft full lips. Judging by her comments to all of us at the table, I can tell she knows about the party tomorrow night and that I’m going. That gave her ammunition for a few pointed looks that told me she wouldn’t mind being a guest either. Celeste is the type of girl that I would normally pick up at a bar. Not necessarily long term material, at least not in my eyes. It makes me wonder what I would have done if I’d met her randomly in a bar somewhere instead of on a trip. Regardless, she’s fun and flirtatious and I certainly don’t mind the attention.  
     

    When dinner was over, I retired to my room with, yes, I know, nerd alert, a book. I’d changed into my flannel pants and laid down on the bed, putting on my glasses when there’s a knock at the door. “Yeah?” I call, turning toward it.  
    The door creaks open slowly and standing on the other side is Celeste. “Sorry to bother you.” Her voice is soft, unsure and I sit up, putting my book down.  
    I shake my head. “No bother, just reading. Everything alright?”  
    “Perfect. May I come in?” Her voice is soft, mouselike and polite. My dick stirs in my pants. The sheepish, unsure expression on her face makes her look young and innocent, and very, very submissive.  
    “Sure,” I tell her and she steps inside. It’s only now that I realize she’s barely wearing any clothes. She has on a skinny tank top with no bra and her D cup tits are less perky than they were at dinner. But her nipples are sure displaying that she’s cold.  
    My eyes slowly rake down her body. She has very tanned and toned thighs. In fact, there isn’t much about her that is flabby. My cock grows hard, fast.  
    I awkwardly try and cover myself. “Close the door,” I tell her and she does so quickly.  
    She climbs up onto the bed and for the first time in a long time, I swallow, hard.  
    “I’ve wanted to do this since you got here,” she says as she crawls on her hands and knees across the big bed, right toward me.  
    “Do what?” I whisper.  
    “This,” she says succinctly before slanting her lips over my own. Claiming me in a deep, hard, breath stealing kiss.

FOURTEEN

    IT TAKES ME a minute to get over the initial shock of what Celeste has bestowed on me. Oddly enough, I’m not sure I want her to stop what she’s doing.  
    Her lips are soft, yet urgent against mine and her hands begin to roam up my chest. I shiver. I do enjoy women who are aggressive enough to go after what they want but I’m not sure this is what I want to happen here. I’ve only just met her. Shut up, I know I’ve done this a few times before, but this is different.  
    I pull back. “Celeste, stop,” I say breathless.  
    She pouts, “Why would I do that?” Her hands slide up my chest a little farther and I take her by her wrists.  
    “Because this isn’t