Page 49 of Protecting Hailey

She blinked, and then her eyes dropped to my pants. “Oh.”

“Oh,” I smiled.

She pushed her pants down, but I shook my head. “I don’t have protection. Are you on birth control?”

“Yes,” she said, and I hated that she probably was on it because she was sleeping with Trey. I didn’t want to picture her falling apart for anyone else. The jealous thought took me by surprise. I worried what making love to her would make me feel. I wanted to erase it from my head.

I gritted my teeth. “Suck me off.”

She bit her lip and smiled. “No.”

I arched my brow at her defiance.

“I want you to fuck me.”

My jaw clenched. I wanted to be inside of her, but a part of me was scared. I fucking admit it. I was terrified of what making love to Hailey would feel like.

When I didn’t move. She pushed her panties off and straddled me. She stared into my eyes as she unbuttoned my pants and while my head screamed that this was only sex—I’d done it many times before, my heart knew better. It stopped beating when she gripped me in her hand.

Lifting her body, she slowly impaled herself onto my shaft. We both groaned when she slid in deep. My face fell to her shoulder as she rode me, slowly. My mouth circled her shoulder. Gently, I pressed my teeth into her flesh and she inhaled sharply. She gripped my shoulders and rode faster. Her ass bounced on my balls and I buried my face between her breasts. Finding her sensitive nipples once again, I lapped at one and then the other. Her breathing increased, and I pushed down my urge to come before her. I knew I could get her to break for me again. She was close. I knew her body now and I would take her there.

“Come on, baby. That’s it,” I whispered in her ear.

She rode me faster and harder, and I clenched my jaw, holding back. Squeezing her ass, I pushed her harder until finally she broke and panted next to my ear. The sound released my hold, and I bucked inside of her once. Twice. Coming hard the third time.

Dropping my head back onto the couch, my heart hammered against my chest. It knew before I did. It knew that this would be different.

It knew that she would change everything.

14

Hailey

The next morning, I squeezed my thighs, pressing them together as I recalled the pleasure from the night before. Christian woke me twice in the middle of the night to make love to me.

I thought I’d be more upset about not getting enough rest. I was a grump when I was tired. Instead, I grinned widely as I watched him sleep.

My feelings had snuck up on me. He’d always intrigued me and I respected how seriously he took his job—very much so, since his job was to protect me.

But these feelings bubbled inside of me, deep inside my belly, in my core, and in my heart. I never expected them. Especially not when I’d had a boyfriend and never felt anything like this before.

His symmetrical features were broad, and a slight beard formed along his jaw. His chest rose and fell, and I itched to lick one of his flat nipples. I groaned, thinking of how he made me come just from doing that to me. I’d heard of that before, but in the past, I’d had a hard time coming from manual stimulation. Never thought I would come without someone touching my clit at all.

A smile touched his lips as though he could read my thoughts and was proud of himself. I laid my head on his chest and closed my eyes.

Christian gathered me in his arms. A few minutes later, my phone rang.

It was Sam. “Hello?” My voice was a little groggy.

“Hailey, hey, it’s me. Listen, I’ve got a plan.”

I sat up in bed. “Okay. I’m listening.”

“We give them a secret concert. It’ll be private, exclusive, and everyone will want to be there.”

I rubbed my eyes. “I’m not following.”

“If we want people to talk about something other than your cheating on Trey, we have to give them something big. And an impromptu secret concert will do that as well as show off your vocals. It’s a win-win.”

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