Page 47 of Protected
Once in the car, he grabbed her hand. “I’m sorry if I come across controlling. I don’t mean to. Well, at least not yet. You're special, and I don’t want anything bad to happen to you.”
She squeezed his hand reassuringly. “It’s sweet. I just don’t want to be smothered, and between you and Michael, I know I’m going to be suffocated with protection.”
“How do you know him, anyway? I know he’s a member of the club, but you seem closer than that.”
“That’s a long story I would rather not tell right now.” The painful memory had her grimacing.
He squeezed her hand. “I’m sorry.”
“He’s a good friend in and out of the lifestyle, but he worries about me all the time. He hates that I write a blog with such a public face.”
“I love your blog, but I can see his concern.”
It was nice to be worried about, and she was very attracted to him. So why did this still feel like such a bad idea?
Perhaps she should rethink her stance on being so open about things. Nobody had to know she was seeing him. She was terrible at keeping secrets, though.One step at a time, Darci, she reminded herself. She was so distracted she didn’t realize they had arrived at his building. He came around to the passenger side and opened her door. It made her smile. “You’re such a gentleman.”
“I have my moments.” They walked hand-in-hand to his apartment.
When Bradley shut the door, he wrapped her in a hug. “Thank you for not arguing too much about coming here.” She returned his embrace. It felt so nice.
“Thank you for wanting to protect me,” she replied. The urge to kiss him overcame her.Fuck it,she thought.I’m here, might as well enjoy it.She pulled out of his embrace and placed her hands on either side of his face. His eyes widened in mild surprise as she pulled him towards her and kissed him. It only took a second for him to recover. He returned the kiss with passion. He backed her up against the entry wall and pushed his tongue into her mouth, taking control of the kiss.
“I want you so badly,” he growled when he finally broke the kiss.
Without another word, he scooped her into his arms and carried her to the bedroom. He dumped her on the bed and straddled her. “I want to enjoy all of you.” He kept his eyes locked on hers as he shed his suit coat and undid his shirt.
“I want you to fuck me,” she said as her pulse raced. “Don’t be gentle.”
“Are you sure?” he asked, leaning over her and lifted her arms above her head. “If you’re sure, keep your hands right there and don’t move them or I’ll spank you.”
She nodded, and that’s all the affirmation he needed. The skirt and blouse she wore gave him easy access to reach under and pull her panties down. Pushing her skirt up around her waist, he slipped a finger inside her hot cunt. She immediately clenched around him, and with a chuckle he removed his hand and stepped back. Unbuckling his belt, he lowered his pants and boxer briefs in one motion and kicked them aside. Then he was straddling her. A second later, he was fully inside her. There was no easing into it this time. Her breath caught as he slammed every inch of his hard cock deep.
He slammed into her hard and fast, holding both of her hands above her head in one of his. With his free hand, he unbuttoned her blouse, pulled her bra down and grabbed one of her hard nipples. The pinch lasted until she let out a breathless squeal. The sensation was almost enough to send her flying over the edge. As if he sensed she was close, his movements slowed long enough to bring her back from the brink. His fingers still held her nipple. “Not yet,” he whispered with a grin. He released her sensitive nub and was slamming into her again. Sweat covered them both. Her need grew more intense, and soon she was whimpering. But he wasn’t going to give in that easily.
“Can’t hear you, baby. What do you need?”
“Please let me come. I need it.” He groaned, pinched her other nipple tightly and thrust into her harder and faster.
“Come,” he commanded.
She soared, crying out her pleasure as he increased the pressure on her nipple. The spasms of her tight sex around his cock sent him over the edge, and he lost himself inside her. He collapsed on top of her. They were both struggling to catch their breath.
“You’re crushing me.” She giggled.
“You told me not to be gentle.” He grinned wickedly, pressing himself into her harder for a moment before laughing and rolling off. Darci hadn’t had sex like that in ages. She laid on the bed, watching him move around the room.
“I didn’t even take my clothes off,” she muttered more to herself than him.
His eyes swept over her as he pulled on a pair of boxers. “God, you’re hot like that, woman. Clothes half off and hair tousled, laying in my bed. I could look at you forever.” Her blush was instant, and it made him laugh.
Where this was going, Darci didn’t know, but the sex was good, so she wouldn't think about it too hard for now.
It was early still, but Darci caught herself stifling a yawn as she was stripping out of her rumpled clothes. “Wear you out, did I?” he teased as her shirt and bra hit the floor.
“You are very exhausting.”
“Somehow, I don’t feel like that was a compliment,” he grumbled.
