Page 119 of Damaged Protector

Her tone was impatient. “Yes. I’m ready, Tate. Please.”

I grinned as she wiggled her needy ass against my groin. Gripping her hip with one hand, I used the other to smooth the head of my dick up and down her slit. She dripped all over me and tilted her hips up an inch higher.

Yeah, she was more than ready for this. I pressed forward, taking the first inch of her, and groaned at the tightness that gripped me.

“Fuck, baby. You’ve got the best little pussy I’ve ever felt.” My eyes drifted shut at the overwhelming pleasure, and I fed her another inch. The pressure around my cock was almost unbearable, and I opened my eyes to find Mallori’s hands balled into fists against the black sheets.

“You okay, baby?”

“Yes,” she said, the strain evident in her voice. “Just do it. I want you to.”

Gripping her hips with both hands, I pulled her back onto my cock and tried not to come like a fucking teenager. I slid halfway home and then pulled back out to the tip.

My gaze dropped, wanting to watch myself stretch this tight pussy, and I paused mid-thrust. Streaks of red stained the condom. Blood. Mallori’s blood.

The sight of that snapped something in my brain, flooding me with guilt.

Fuck, what are you doing man? This isn’t right.

I’d promised to take care of Mallori, and then I popped her cherry doggy style in my goddamn sex room. Not exactly my finest moment.

When I slowly pulled out of Mallori’s body, my cock protested with an angry twitch, and I silently chastised him.

This isn’t about you, asshole.

It’s about her.

The gorgeous-as-sin woman in front of me looked over her shoulder, concern shining in her eyes when I pushed off the bed and stood. “Did you change your mind?” she asked quietly.

I shook my head and stroked my hand down her face. “No, baby. Never.”

“Then what…”

She quieted when I lifted her in my arms and kissed her soft lips.

“Not here, Bee. Not like this.”

Chapter 34

Mallori rested her head against my shoulder as I carried her out of the Den and kicked the door shut. Placing her on my bed, I turned off all the lights except for one small lamp, which cast a warm glow on her beautiful face. Then I stretched out beside her.

“Can we start over?” I asked, cupping her cheek with my hand. She deserved so much better than me, but I’d be damned if I wouldn’t bust my ass to make this second round special for her.

She turned her face and kissed my palm before nodding. “Yes.”

Reaching behind her, I unsnapped her bra and slid it off before caressing her breast with the gentlest of strokes. We kissed as I ran my hands up and down her body, loving her soft moans against my tongue.

She rolled into me, pressing those perky tits against my chest as I dropped my hand to her ass and kneaded gently.

“I want you so much, Mal,” I told her between kisses, and she looped her leg over my hip in response, pressing that perfect, wet pussy against my cock. The fucker throbbed with happiness, thrilled to be near what he wanted most. “You’re testing my control, baby.”

“It’s okay,” she assured me, and those words… those sweet, submissive words that were lined with boldness… they fucking undid me.

I rolled us until I was straddling her hips and stretched Mallori’s arms over her head, linking my fingers with hers. Then I lowered my mouth to hers in a sweet but demanding kiss.

Mal moaned into my mouth, meeting each arduous stroke of my tongue with one of her own. She moved beneath me, pressing her stomach firmly against my straining cock and giving him the friction he so desired.

“Goddammit,” I hissed out, moving one of my hands down to cup the back of her head. We devoured each other like starving animals, and when she flicked her slick little tongue against my bottom lip and then bit it, I almost blew my load inside the condom.

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