Page 6 of Fierce Protector

She twisted her gaze to his chest and spread her hands across his chiseled pecs. He ran his hands up her legs to her waist, then her breasts, taking her dress up too.

When he whipped it over her head, leaving her in her bra and panties, her nipples hardened into tight buds.

“Fuck, you’re sexy.” He dipped his head and latched on to her earlobe, gently grinding it between his teeth before moving down her throat to the tops of her breasts. With a skilled hand, he popped her bra clasp and ripped the garment off her.

“It’s so unfair that you’re still dressed.”

He flashed a grin and one-handedly peeled the black cotton off his torso.

Her tongue dried out. Oh god. He was hotter than she even imagined. He had six-pack abs that chiseled down to a muscled ring around his hips that held up his jeans.

As she let her gaze roam over him in appreciation, and he did the same to her, her pussy gave a hard squeeze of want that set her in motion.

She ran her hands over his chest to the waist of his jeans. Determined to reach the impressive cock she wanted so badly inside her, she worked at his fly.

When she unzipped it and reached for his stiff length, his eyes hooded in a sexy-as-sin way.

He lifted her and tossed her on the bed. She laughed at the unexpected playfulness of the moment but sobered when he followed her down. The press of his body against hers sent flames blasting through her system. She raked her fingers down his spine and locked them on his carved ass, jerking his erection against her.

They shared a groan. Unable to slow down, he ripped off his clothes, and she wiggled her panties down her hips.

He came up holding a condom and a smile. “Spread those pretty thighs. I already see how wet you are for me.”

She shivered. Did guys actually talk like this outside of porn? Apparently. Her pussy squeezed again, and she felt juices wet her folds.

Watching Ledger slide a condom over his thick cock made her even wetter. She let her thighs part, and he let out a growl.

“Your pussy is as hot as the rest of you.”

Her insides clutched. Hard.

“Hurry! I want you inside me!” She sat up and threw her arms around his neck, hauling him down on top of her. Her skin tingled at the stroke of his flesh on hers. Then he poised his flared cock head at the V of her thighs and she forgot her own name.

He pushed inside her in one slick thrust. “Fuck!”

“Yes!” she echoed his sentiment.

She dug her nails into his ass. He churned his hips, dragging his hard cock through her gripping walls.

He kissed her. He nibbled her throat. Sucked her nipples. And fucked her to a swift and hard orgasm it caught her completely by surprise.

Crying out, she rode the waves of bliss pounding through her body. His body stiffened, and he gave a hard jerk. Then his own release claimed him.

Mouth finding hers, he kissed her long and deep. Their bodies continued pumping together in rhythm until a final shudder ran through him.

When he pulled out of her, she felt more wetness trickle against her thigh.

That didn’t feel right.

He rolled off her. “Fuck.”

His drawled curse didn’t begin to reflect the scope of the situation.

“Don’t panic, Demi. The condom broke.”

She wasn’t the panicking type. She let her clients panic, not her.

They climbed off the bed and stared at each other from opposite sides.

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