Page 6 of Protecting Siena

Her lip starts to tremble, and I wonder what the fuck that asshole has done to her. She shouldn’t be scared of that fucking guy. “Tony is the man my father wants me to marry. My father wants him and my brother to take over when the time comes, but I can’t marry him.” Her eyes are wild and she looks ready to pass out. Grabbing her hand, I drag her inside my place and lock the door behind us.

After I get her to take a seat on the couch, I walk into the kitchen and search for a cup for water. Once I find the glasses, I grab two and fill them both up. Walking back over to Siena, I can tell she is still shaken up. I hand her the glass, and wait for her reaction. Before she can say anything, I hear a banging on the door. Grabbing my knife, I slowly walk to the door and check out the peep hole.

The Tony bastard is standing there looking pissed as all hell. “Siena, go into the back room and wait for me.” I whisper. She jumps up and runs down the hall towards the master bedroom. When I see that she is hidden, I open the door and come face to face with the bastard.

“I’ll fucking kill you, you little mother fucker.” He grounds out.

“I’d like to see you try.” I chuckle. He doesn’t know me, or what I am capable of, so I have the upper hand.

He tries to come at me, but I give him a jab in the throat. His hands instantly go to his neck, so I lift my knee and jam it into his dick. He falls to the ground just as Xavier comes out of the house. “What the fuck is going on out here?” He exclaims.

I just shrug my shoulders and he continues to look between us. He helps Tony off the ground and gives me a dirty look. What? The asshole told me to protect Siena, and that’s exactly what I was doing.

“This bastard attacked me for touching my fiancée.” Tony grumbles while rubbing his throat.

Fiancée? Of course. All the good ones are already taken.

“Well fiancée or not, you don’t grab a woman that way. You touch her like that again and I won’t just hit you in the throat and the junk.” I mutter. Xavier is looking between us with a curious expression.

“Tony, meet Siena’s new body guard, Sloane.”

I watch the way Tony stares at me trying to size me up. “You get in between me and her again and I’ll put a bullet in your head.” He growls.

“Again, I’d like to see you try.” I smirk. Xavier nods his head dismissing me and leads Tony back to the house, probably to do business or whatever.

Slipping inside my place, I walk into the back room where Siena is. When I pass through the door, I see Siena lying on my bed. Her eyes are closed and she almost looks like she’s asleep.

“I know you’re staring at me. Why don’t you just come and sit down instead of trying to kill me with your eyes.”She murmurs. She doesn’t open her eyes, but she does pat the bed next to her. Walking towards the bed, I take a seat, and just stare at her.

She’s beautiful with her red hair laid out on my bed. Her body has perfect curves, and her tits just fucking call to you. Her tan skin has a glow to it that makes her look like she’s been out in the sun all day.

“So you probably heard that I’m supposed to marry that idiot.” She sighs. I wonder why she doesn’t like that idea.

“I take it you don’t like him?” I ask, watching her features change with each word that rolls off her tongue.

“You guessed right. I tried to tell my father, but he thinks it’s in the best interest of the business, so I have no choice.” Her hand reaches out and lands on my thigh. Looking down at it, I pray it inches up right where I want it. Watching her hand move towards my dick, I tense up. I’m hard as steel right now, and as much as I want to fuck her, I can’t cross that line.

When her fingers brush against the tip of my dick, I can’t help but groan. The next thing I know, she’s sitting up and watching me. Her hand goes a little higher and rubs the length of my dick. Everything in me is telling me to fuck her. Shit, I can see in her eyes that she’s thinking the same thing I am.

When she leans into me, I put my hand on hers, keeping her from going any further. “We can’t.” I mumble under my breath. Her eyes go down to my lips, and I try to fight the urge to kiss her.

“Why not?” She asks quietly.

Sucking in a breath, I look into her eyes. “I won’t be able to do my job if I do.” She snorts and looks at me like I’m crazy.

“Why not?” She asks with a coy smile on her lips. She slowly gets up off the bed, and goes to stand in front of me. Her hands come to my shoulders and I watch what she does next. Straddling my lap, she tangles her fingers into the scruff on my neck.

Leaning into her ear, I whisper, “Because I have a feeling that once I have a taste of you, I’m not going to be able to stay away.” I feel her body tremble and her fingers tug on the ends of my hair.

“I don’t mind.” She whispers. Her eyes are full of lust, and I can see her nipples peeking through her shirt.

She adjusts herself so that her pussy is right above my cock and she wraps her legs around my waist. The temptation is almost too much. I almost give in to her. Before her lips can land on mine, I pull back. “What about your arranged marriage?” I question, not that I really care about him. He’s a huge tool and I wouldn’t mind knowing his future wife rather fuck me than her old man.

“Who cares?” She mumbles as she raises her hips, rubbing up and down my cock.

Before she can do anything else, someone is banging on the door.

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