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Grant joins me for lunch where we go over the pictures I took from the Shedd yesterday. He gives his praise freely, telling me I might have found my new career. I shake my head, “You can’t really make a living as a photographer, can you?”
“It wouldn’t be as hard as you think. There are websites selling stock photos you could sell these shots to. You also did a great job with these shots of the buildings on your way there. Selling these to tourists here in the city would be easy, and you can do the stock photo thing with these as well.” Seeing my hesitation, he drops the subject with a kiss on my brow as he feeds me asparagus.
The doorbell rings, which surprises me and Alice. Grant, however, smiles, giving me a light kiss on my lips before he gets up, taking my hand pulling me with him.
He opens the door to two very large, formidable-looking men. Their plain black suits with a white dress shirt beneath and black tie are of different brands yet seem oddly like a uniform. My grip tightens on Grant’s hand. “It’s okay, sweetheart. These two men are your security team from now on.”
Grant steps back, his arm sliding around my waist allowing the two men in. “Please, gentlemen, come in. I’d like to make sure Anne feels comfortable with you both. I’m guessing you are Emilio De Jesus,” He says to the man with the dark olive tone.
The man nods, stepping inside and shaking my hand. He’s shorter than Grant by an inch or two yet he’s broader, with an almost body builder amount of muscle bulging beneath his suit. “It’s good to meet you, Ms. Thomas. Please call me Emilio.”
My hand is lost in his. “Please don’t call me, Ms. Thomas. It makes me feel very old. Call me Anne.”
The other man is less muscular below his suit, yet still daunting in size. He’s of mixed race, a very light skin tone with startling hazel eyes, and his hair shaved close. When he speaks his voice is a melodious bass. “Joshua Walters, Miss Thomas. Please feel free to call me Joshua or simply Walters. I will always call you, Miss Thomas, that is a requirement for us.”
He doesn’t offer his hand. I look at Grant, overwhelmed at the two men in front of me. With a reassuring squeeze at my waist Grant guides me to the more formal sitting room we hardly ever use.
“I don’t want you to feel caged in the condo, but you are not roaming this city alone. Either one of them will be here every day for when you would like to leave the condo.
“Both of them are used to being security for people who aren’t happy about having security. They know how to maintain a distance you are comfortable with while also being close enough to keep you safe.”
I want to argue this is crazy. Until I remember the look in his eyes at the Shedd. “Ok.”
Grant’s hand around the back of my neck squeezes gently then runs down my ba
ck. “Good. They will be trading off days. One of them will be here from ten in the morning until eight, or however long it takes to get you home. With or without them, I don’t want you out after dark. When the time change happens and it’s dark by six, we’ll reevaluate.”
“Okay.” I kiss his cheek in agreement. “For today though, I have no interest in going out.” Whispering in his ear I’m too sore to go out today. “Tomorrow you can come back.”
Grant shows them out while I stay in the sitting room. When he comes back he runs a finger down my cheek. “Thank you for not arguing. I’m sorry you’re still sore.”
“You’re welcome. If it makes you happy I’ll put up with having shadows. I’m not sorry I’m sore. I like it when you make me sore. I’ll have another bath later. Today, I think I’ll just finish the book I’m reading.”
“You look comfortable, stay. I’ll go get your tablet.”
I stay, the couch is pretty comfortable. I snuggle into the throw pillows. Grant returns with my tablet and soft throw, that he lays over my legs. “Thank you.” Feeling cosseted and enjoying it. I pull him close for a kiss he ends too soon.
“You’re sore and I need to get some work done.”
Watching him go, I sigh. Well, it’s highly doubtful a trip like the one to the Shedd will be repeated now that I have my own security. I stare at my tablet until the words blur. I wipe my tears and call myself an idiot.
***
After a week of having shadows, I get used to them. It isn’t quite as bad as I thought it would be. I hate to admit it, but they’ve come in handy more than a few times.
For the first time in forever, I wake up while Grant is still in our room. I hear him in the closet. “Grant?”
“I don’t think I like the way that was a question, sweetheart. Get your ass in here.”
I go happily to find him with only his boxer briefs on. I’m wondering when I’ll stop getting wet at the sight of him without shirt on. “You were just going to leave me to sleep.”
“Mmm... I was being nice after keeping your ass in the air for over an hour last night. Take my cock out,” I do with a caress of his hard length. “On your knees and open your mouth.” His order makes me wet. I’m on my knees instantly.
His hands go into my hair, there is none of the tasting of his cock I love to do. Grant forces his cock deep down my throat in a rough push. I clutch his hard ass, his rough handling making me so wet I can’t stop touching myself.
“Look at you, just weeks ago you were saying no cock sucking. Now me fucking your mouth has you with your hand in your pussy. Naughty, dirty, and loving every minute, aren’t you?” Pulling out his cock he slides the tip over my parted lips. I moan as I lick his cock, wanting him back in my mouth.
“Yes,” The answer is pulled out of me honestly, shockingly. Sucking a man’s cock is wrong and dirty, something only bad girls do. Which makes it as much of a turn on as doing it because I like it for the way I can give Grant pleasure. Then when Grant ordered me to do it, as if I had no choice, the excitement increased even more.
