Page 65 of Protecting Christina

My gaze caught a stairwell through a small window by the door. I placed my hand in his and pulled him toward the exit. We were on the seventh floor. I didn’t expect many people to take the stairs, but the excitement that someone could walk in on us only fueled my desire.

I gripped Will’s T-shirt and pulled it over his head. His stomach muscles clenched, and I thought it the sexiest sight I’d ever seen. My nipples painfully pressed against my bra.

My body’s instant reaction to this man both thrilled and terrified me. No one had ever done that.

His mouth found mine, and I trailed my fingers across his pecs, mapping out his body, memorizing every curve, muscle, and contour.

His fingers found the back of my bra and unclasped it. My chest loosened, and I breathed out a sigh. Kissing my neck, Will unbuttoned the rest of my dress and it fell to my feet. Standing in only my underwear, I watched as he unbuttoned his pants. My eyes blazed as hot as fire when he took himself in hand and guided his erection away from his briefs. I wanted him as naked as I was, but I wanted him inside of me more.

I grasped his stiff shaft and ran my hand down to the base. He hissed and bit his lip as I stroked him slowly. His eyes held mine, and I read a desire in them that singed me to the core.

My heart raced as I anticipated him entering me. He was larger than anyone else I’d been with, and I could hardly wait to have him fill me so tightly again.

But first, his fingers found their way to my slick lips, and he rubbed up and down my clit. I moaned and wrapped one leg over his waist. “Come on, Will,” I panted. “Take me.” I pressed my pussy to his palm and ground my clit against his hand. I needed more. I needed him inside of me. But he continued to tease me instead, dropping his head to my nipple and flicking it with his tongue.

I opened my mouth, but no sound escaped as the sensation left me speechless. The cool air against my sensitive flesh made my nipples pucker and harden. My soft breasts felt firmer as I ran my hands over them, and Will growled when he saw me.

“You’re so fucking sexy, you know that?”

“Yes,” I breathed.

He grinned, and I pressed his mouth to my breast, wanting his tongue to flick it again. He did, over and over. And my pussy clenched. “More,” I moaned, reaching for his mouth. “I need more.”

My body shook when he lifted me from the floor, both legs now wrapped around his waist. He guided his cock to my entrance and slowly pressed inside of me. He filled me with only his tip and I bit down on his shoulder, anticipating the rest.

“Yes,” I panted. “Yes.”

I nudged his back with my heels to push him deeper inside of me, but he was still only halfway in.

“Slowly, baby. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Hurt me,” I said, frustrated by his pace.

He pulled away to look at me and searched my face. I nodded when I read the question in his eyes. Yes, I was serious.

Lifting me higher onto the wall with a grunt, he pushed himself inside of me. My pussy stretched, and I gasped at the pain and pleasure of it both. “Fuck,” I whispered.

“Are you alright?”

“Yes. Don’t stop.”

He moved his hips, in and out of me, while pressing his chest against me to hold me up. The pressure felt exquisite. Even though it felt like I couldn’t breathe, I was lost in the heat and closeness of it all. I couldn’t get enough of him next to me—against me—inside me.

I hugged him tighter, as though I wished him to come right through me.

I craved this closeness as much as I craved the air I breathed.

My desperate clawing spurred on his lust and he pounded me against the wall. The drywall creaked beneath my back and I thought he would break through it. “Yes,” I shouted as the first spasm ripped through my body.

Will didn’t slow down. Instead, he quickened his pace. I could barely catch my breath as a powerful wave of pleasure burst through me and left me breathless. Still, Will hammed his hips against me and squeezed out every last ounce of desire left inside of me until he finally groaned and stilled his hips.

His harsh breaths fanned my neck as I clung to his shoulders and lay limply in his arms. We didn’t move for several heartbeats as we both tried to come back down from our high.

My core spasmed as it held his erection inside of me. My body didn’t want to let go, even if my mind told me we should get dressed.

Eventually, Will stepped away and picked up my dress for me. We put our clothes back on in silence. I circumspectly watched him pull his tight T-shirt over his chest and silently cursed that we were in the hospital and not back in his apartment as he’d suggested.

“Do you want to grab some breakfast?” he asked.

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