Page 176 of Protective Heroes

She whimpered and arched when she used first one finger then two to release pent-up need building in her aching, soaked pussy.

“Feel how ready you are for me, baby. All that sticky, sweet honey is for me and only me.”

He tightened his grip and squeezed the head. Drops of pre-cum slipped from the tip of his cock. The erotic sight had her mouth watering for a taste and she licked her lips.

Dyson walked to the side of the bed and she turned her head to the side. All those contours, dips and rippling muscles were hers and he was making damn sure she knew it.

“You want to taste me?”

“Yes, I want to feel you in my mouth and then between my legs,” she answered in a soft pitch. His hard length is an inch from her mouth and she swallows.

With a tight grip on his cock he guided his hard shaft to her lips and coated them with his hot seed leaving her lips sticky with his cum.

“Now open for me, precious.” His low, husky whisper dragged over her senses like a lover’s touch.

His touch.

Gazing up his hard body, she parted her lips for him. The second his salty sweetness hit her tongue she groaned, greedy for more.

“Taste me, that’s it lick it clean.”

She dragged her tongue over the ridge of the head and he growled as he sank into her hot, waiting mouth until the fat head of his steel length hit the back of her throat.

She moaned, loving the feeling of his powerful hand guiding her mouth over his cock.

Ahí por Dios, her desires rode her hard no matter how much she tried to deny them. Her body craved his touch like an addict craved her next hit.

More cum dripped into her mouth and she hollowed her cheeks, sucking another taste, and he hissed.

Dyson eased his swollen, throbbing cock from her mouth and climbed between her legs, spreading her wide. Strong, powerful hands held her thighs open and effectively pin her to the bed.

Her heart thundered right along with her need to cum and the tremors working through her muscles pushed her closer to the edge of finding her release.

She reached between her legs again, but a strong grip tightened around her wrist before a tender kiss was placed on the inside right over her pulse.

“Only I get to make you cum, baby, and when I do?—”

“—I’m on the pill,” she blurted quickly. Why? What he wanted, she had to admit, sounded like a dream and the desire to finally feel his hot sperm coating her walls made her wetter and hornier. They’d always used protection and birth control.

“When you cum, Shay, I’m going to join you and this time you’re going to get my hot seed into that tight pussy and we’ll watch it drip out and coat these beautiful, creamy thighs.”

Her eyes widened at the filthy dirtiness of his words. Or is it from the seriousness she saw in his eyes? Both?

The truth was evident. He wanted this. Her. Her gaze danced between his.

“Yes.” And that simplified the hell out of the tangled web of thoughts that bombarded her mind at the moment. Easy answers were good, but this was life changing. And since when was anything ever so black and white?

His nostrils flared and the hunger in his eyes made her feel like he’s the wolf and she’s in a red cape in this scenario.

He pushes two fingers into her wet cunt and finds her G-Spot.

Her eyes fall to half-mast and her toes curl into the comforter. “Dyson, God yes. There. Right there.”

He pulled his fingers free and she watched as he licked her girl cum off his fingers holding her gaze.

Finished with his meal he leaned over her, resting his elbows by her ears.

“We’ll figure all this shit out, but we need this. You and me. Everything else will fall into place. Trust me, precious.”

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