Page 63 of Stuck with My Bossy Protector

“Just thinking,” I admit.

“About?”

“Everything,” I say softly. “This whole mess.”

He takes a breath before speaking. “We’ll get through this, Mia,” he promises. “Sleep. I will not let anything happen to you. We’re safe.”

Chapter twenty-six

Noah

“What the—” My body jerks as wet, plump lips close over what is now my very hard erection.

It takes me a second to realize what’s happening. I push the blanket back a little, and through eyes that are scratchy and bleary from a lack of sleep, I see Mia look up at me with a grin on her face.

“Woman, you really know how to wake a man up.”

“I decided we’ve already pushed our luck; one more time can’t hurt, right?”

I chuckle even as her hand strokes up and down my length. “I wasn’t on the honor roll in school, but I’m pretty sure I heard something like it only takes one time.”

She runs her tongue over the tip, causing me to jerk. “Are you saying I should stop?”

“Fuck no,” I groan. “We’ll deal with it. Whatever. Don’t stop.”

Once she begins again, thoughts of potential consequences are expelled from my mind. All I can concentrate on is the warmth of her mouth, her hand, and the occasional scrape of her teeth. Her ministrations leave me panting and clutching at the bed sheets.

After what feels like an eternity, a wave of heat pulses through me, and I find my release. Mia pulls back in time to avoid any mess, her beautiful face flushed and eyes twinkling with mischief. It is one hell of a wake-up call.

“Good morning,” she greets cheerily, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. “Although I think it’s technically evening.”

“Evening,” I croak, propping myself on my elbows to look at her properly. I reach over to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. “You’re full of surprises.”

“I had a dream and woke up to realize it didn’t have to be a dream. I had the real thing in bed next to me.”

I grab her hand and pull her down to the sheets. My mouth immediately goes to her breast, sucking her nipples and exploring the curves of her body. Her gasp is music to my ears, her hands running through my hair, pulling me closer. The taste of her skin sends a current of desire coursing through me. I don’t waste any time. My hand slides over her stomach, fingers seeking out the soft folds between her thighs. She shivers and spreads her legs apart in response, surrendering herself to my touch.

I feel her beneath my fingers, wet and eager. I can’t help but moan in anticipation. But I hold back, wanting to savor every moment.

I press a gentle kiss against her neck as my fingers move in slow circles against her clit. She gasps and arches up into my touch. “Noah,” she moans softly, the sound stirring something primal within me.

I keep my movements unhurried, focused on the sensations we are creating together—the rise and fall of her chest and the subtle flexing of her thighs. There’s a heady sense of power in knowing I can make her feel this way—that I’m the one capable of pulling these reactions from her. We’ve only been together a few times, but I know her body well. I know where she likes to be touched and how much pressure.

“Noah...please,” she whimpers. There’s such raw desperation in her voice that it nearly undoes me.

Her body starts to tremble beneath me, her breath hitching with anticipation. I press my lips to hers again, swallowing her little moans as I start to move faster. Just when I feel her reaching the point of no return, I stop.

“No!” she cries out, clawing at my shoulders.

“Patience, darling,” I whisper against her lips, my tone teasing.

I begin kissing down her body, taking the time to explore every dip and crevice. She squirms beneath me, a soft sigh escaping her lips as my mouth descends lower, lower until I’m at the apex of her thighs. She gasps the moment I make contact with her there.

I feast on her like a man starved, delighting in her taste and the way she writhes beneath me. My fingers continue their dance between her thighs while my tongue replaces where they had been just moments ago. Mia cries out my name again and again, the sound raw and erotic in the stillness.

I feel her muscles tightening around my fingers and know she’s close. This time, I don’t stop. Instead, I continue my assault.

Her breath becomes sharp and quick, and then she’s shaking, climaxing violently.

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