Page 81 of Protective Heroes

I thought it was the most amazing thing I’d ever felt. And then he started to move.

I arched up underneath him, meeting him thrust for thrust. He never let his gaze move from mine, even as he picked up his pace and started surging back and forth inside me. My walls clamped around him and I felt every veiny inch of his thick cock sink into me and stroke me deep and hard.

“You feel so good wrapped around my cock, baby. That’s it, suck me deeper.”

I responded by lifting my legs higher and wrapping them around his back. I could feel myself moving closer and closer to the edge.

“Oh, God. Please. Yes! I’m going to come, Trevor.”

“Come, baby. I want to feel you come all over my cock with that sweet pussy. Fuck, I’ve needed this forever. I’ve needed you.”

He moved faster, thrusting into me. That coupled with his words as he held my eyes pushed me higher and higher. Heat coiled until I couldn’t take the pressure. I fell into a gulf of pleasure. White hot, pulsing electricity flashed through me in waves. My eyes fell closed and he moved even faster, his hips getting more erratic as he sought his own release.

“Trevor!” His name broke from me just as I felt him find his release in my body. He thrust once, twice, and a third time as we both fell into oblivion.

His cock pulsed as white-hot ropes of his milk spilled inside me.

Breathing heavily, I clutched to anything I could get my hands on.

I came back to myself to find Trevor had shifted us until I was curled on top of him, his arms cradling me close to his chest. He pulled a throw from the back of the couch and pulled it over us.

I didn’t think I’d ever been as happy as I was at that moment, cuddled in a cocoon with Trevor.

We spent the rest of the afternoon and into the night completely oblivious to the snow falling outside and the rest of the world beyond. We ventured from our cocoon only long enough to call Mrs. Morgan to let her know we decided to wait out the snow at the lodge, to forage for food, and for Trevor to get a fire blazing in the big stone fireplace.

The rest of the time we snuggled together, talked quietly about nothing important, and made love until we both fell asleep late into the night.

Nine

Kami

Iwoke to a delicious soreness in very expected places. For a few seconds, I couldn’t figure out exactly where I was, but slowly it came to me. I opened my eyes to find myself tucked with my back to Trevor’s front on the oversized couch. His arm rested around me with his hand cupping my breast. I reveled in the feeling of his hard length pressed against my ass.

I stretched a bit and felt him stir behind me.

“Good morning,” he mumbled, his voice thick with sleep.

“That it is,” I said and wiggled my way around to face him.

He grinned down at me. “Are you sore this morning?”

“You better believe it. But in the best possible places.”

He chuckled and the sound of it, coupled with the feel of the rumbling against my over-sensitized skin, caused little shockwaves to shimmer over my skin. Unfortunately, it was going to take me at least a couple of hours and a long, hot shower before I was ready to act on the feeling.

“I guess we have to get back to real life at some point today,” I grumbled.

He kissed me lightly and smiled. “Yeah, but I think we came to an understanding last night.”

“We did?” I scrunched my brows together trying to remember what we’d talked about.

“We did. We came to the understanding that however we decided to proceed from here, we’d do it together.”

“Oh.” I smiled. “That understanding.”

“Yes, that understanding.” He kissed the tip of my nose and pushed my hair back off my face.

“God, I must look like a mess.” For the first time since the sexy fun got kicked off last night, I felt a little self-conscious. I managed to let him look at every inch of me without embarrassment, but I didn’t know if the newly found self-confidence translated to bed head hair and sleep-wrinkled skin.

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