Page 132 of Protective Heroes

She nodded, face buried against his neck. “Ford...”

“I won’t claim you here today, but I’m owning all of you.”

Part of her wanted to club him for being so commanding, yet her body took it as a turn-on. She pushed down against his cock—and finger. The head sank inside her even as his fingertip did.

They shared a groan.

“I fucking want you bareback. I’m clean, tested regularly. Besides, I’ve never been without a condom. But I won’t put you at risk like that again.” He worked his finger into her backside, and she hardly registered anything but her lust.

“Ford, please.” She pushed down on him again, but he held her in place, resisting. A muscle leaped in his jaw.

“I want you so fucking bad it hurts, baby. But I can’t.” He carried her out of the pond. With each step, her desire burned hotter until they reached the shore.

He let her slide down his sleek nakedness. “I’ll take you inside and make you scream, Angelina.”

She quivered with pent-up need. Being with Ford made her feel drunk and totally alive all at once. By the time they reached the back door, he’d had enough of his control because he swept her into his arms.

The door slammed behind them, and he turned for the kitchen island and the big slab of granite there. He raked his arm over the surface, sending napkins and salt and pepper shakers flying. Then he hitched her onto the surface and spread her open to feast on her pussy.

As soon as his scorching tongue was buried in her pussy, he dragged her to the edge and filled her ass with his fingers. Stretched so perfectly, she couldn’t stop the groans and cries from escaping her. She drew her legs up and back to give him better access, and his finger sank to the knuckle.

He lapped at her clit like a starving man as he finger-fucked her ass. Her mind reeled. Vaguely she thought she’d have to disinfect the kitchen after they were finished, but it was a small price to pay for this moment. Ford withdrew his finger, circled her clit with his tongue, and then slammed his finger home again.

Jesus, she was having an anal orgasm. The rhythmic clench and release on his finger made his dick as hard as stone. As he sucked her pussy into an orgasm too, she screamed his name.

The sound tore him up, ripped him open and stole his still-beating heart right out of his chest.

Angelina, Angelina, Angelina. Her name was the only thing in his mind as he gave her a double orgasm that made her writhe.

Her tight heat around his finger and the taste of her girl cum was all he wanted in life. To come home to this every night and have her to keep him going when he was deployed again.

Fuck, he wasn’t going to be able to let her go.

Slowly, he fucked her ass in and out until the final shudders left her. Then he withdrew his finger and continued to tease her ring of muscle as he sucked her pussy clean.

When he raised his head and looked at her face, her eyes were blurred with passion, her lips swollen and bitten.

She was the most stunning creature he’d ever seen.

“God, Angelina. Come here.” He gathered her into his arms and carried her, still shuddering, through the cabin to their room. Where he spread her out on the rumpled bed, fitted himself with a condom and plunged his cock balls-deep in her.

She kissed him. Lord, did she kiss him. With all the fire he’d seen in her eyes after she’d come apart for him. He lifted her ass to get deeper, sinking into her, then pounding until his balls slapped her ass.

Her wet walls pulled at him, milking the cum from him. And when she contracted around his length, he looked into her eyes and heard his name on her lips at the moment when the first jet of cum filled her body.

He collapsed in a mindless heap, alive with ecstasy, and pulled her into his arms.

She rested her head over his thundering heart. She was drugging him with her mere presence, and he’d never be able to walk away.

The thought kept surfacing in his mind, because it was so unlike him. He was a hard-ass, he saw the bigger picture in life. He had no idea where or how Angelina fit in.

He just didn’t want her to go away from him.

He cupped her ass, and she threw her thigh across his. Her breathing slowed, and she gave a final little quake.

“I think I finally quit cumming,” she said with a little giggle. “That was amazing, Ford.”

“Mmm. I can’t stop thinking about your ass squeezing my finger.”

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