Page 102 of Damaged Protector

The word position brought a slide show of erotic images to the forefront of my brain. God, what would it feel like to have him over me, behind me, beneath me? I grew wet between my legs.

“Sorry for the inquisition, but… I’ve only done this a few times, and I want you to like it.”

Hawk reached down with one hand and raked his fingers through my hair. “Baby, I’m having to fight not to come right now, just from seeing you this close to my cock. Other than biting it off, there’s nothing you could do that I wouldn’t like.”

“Noted,” I said, my lips curving into a wry grin. Keeping my eyes on him, I dragged my tongue up the length of him and flicked one of the silver balls.

“Jesus,” he hissed, dropping his hand to the bed beside him. “That feels so good.” With my confidence boosted, I gave attention to each of the beads, toying with them with the tip of my tongue, lapping at them.

Hawk’s fingers curled into the mattress when I licked the trail of pre-ejaculate that dripped from his tip and then wrapped my lips around it. The taste of salt and aroused male made my panties wet with a sudden gush of desire.

I took him deeper, my mouth surrounding him until my lips touched my fingers.

“Fuuuck, baby,” he groaned, his voice hoarse and deep. “Do you know how many times I’ve thought about this? Having your hot, perfect mouth swallowing my cock?”

I hummed around him, and he continued spewing his filthy words that only made me want to climb him like a tree and sink down onto him. “Every fucking morning in the shower, I wrap my hand around my dick and fuck it, pretending it’s you.”

Holy shit! This man and his mouth…

Squeezing the base of his penis harder, I stroked him, matching the slow rhythm of my bobbing head. His piercings rubbed against my tongue and the roof of my mouth, but it wasn’t unpleasant. In fact, I loved it.

I lifted my gaze, and my god, he was so fucking beautiful, head tilted back and eyes closed in ecstasy. His hands fisted the sheets so tightly, they came loose from the mattress and bunched in his fingers.

Pulling my mouth from him, I slid my hand up and down his hot, wet dick as I kissed the tip. “Tate, I want your eyes on me.”

I wasn’t sure where that came from or where I got the balls to be making demands like that; all I knew was that I wanted his obsidian gaze on me while I went down on him.

His eyes opened, the lids appearing heavy as a somewhat amused smile teased his lips. “It’ll make me come if I see you with your mouth full of my cock.”

Without answering, I took his head in my mouth and suckled with rhythmic pulses of my lips. One of his hands went tentatively to the back of my head. “Is this okay?” he asked, and I nodded as I took him deeper.

Long fingers curved against my scalp as Hawk applied gentle pressure until his erection touched the back of my throat. “Ahhh, that’s it, baby. Take me. Fuck yeah. Take me just like that.”

His husky moans were the most sensual thing I’d ever heard, and a tightness in my clit begged for some much-needed friction. As if reading my mind, Hawk wedged one of his legs between mine, pressing it against my pussy.

“Ride it,” he demanded with a fierce growl that left no room for argument. Not that I would have argued. It felt too good to glide my body back and forth over the hardness between my legs.

I removed my hand from his hard length and slid it up his torso, taking him even deeper into my throat. I was shocked I didn’t gag, but his cock seemed made for my mouth, though my lips were stretched wide around the thickness.

My fingers bumped over finely honed abs, loving the feel of his strong muscles bunching beneath my touch. When I tweaked his nipple, Hawk lost all control, shoving both hands into my hair and lifting his hips. Then he fucked my mouth.

Thoroughly.

His eyes burned into my soul with each thrust, full lips parted and nostrils flared. He looked like an erotic sexual beast, an animal driven only by his basest needs.

My hips were churning, rocking against his leg as my own orgasm built inside me.

“You’re soaking my leg with that greedy cunt, baby. Do you know how much that turns me on?” His eyes fluttered, and before I knew what was happening, I was flat on my back with a big, virile male straddling my hips. His hand fisted his dick, working it back and forth, and three pumps later, the first spurt hit my chest.

“Fuuuuck,” he roared, slamming a palm against the wall behind the bed as he continued to tug himself to completion. “Damn, my cum looks pretty on your skin.”

I’d never imagined someone could look that freaking hot in the throes of an orgasm. Curtis always appeared to be passing a kidney stone when he came.

Hawk’s lips curled up into a smile… the kind of smile that could only come from being completely sexually satisfied. His dark eyes were soft and sated when he looked down at me, and my legs pinched together at the intensity radiating from him. He must have noticed.

“You didn’t come,” he stated.

“It’s okay. I thoroughly enjoyed watching you.”

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