Page 27 of Fiercely Protective

“You were waiting for me, Angel.”

She turned away from me. “I knew you would make this difficult.”

“You want me to simplify things for you? Fine, you were made for me and only me, Bri, and while I may be an arrogant asshole that you hate at the moment, I am the only man that will ever lie between your legs. You can forget about ever leaving because after tasting you, after sheathing my dick to the hilt up inside your tight warm body, I will never let you go. If you run, I will find you. So, all thoughts of returning to your old life can be forgotten, all thoughts of fighting me are useless. You are mine. Now, reach under your skirt and slip your panties down your legs.”

The shocked expression on her face would have been comical if my mind had not been so filled with lust for this woman.

“You can’t be serious!”

“I am always serious. Do it, or I will do it for you…with my teeth.”

I watched her jaw tighten as she reached up underneath her dress and slid down the white lacy thong she had been wearing. I dodged as she tossed it at my face.

“Are you happy now?”

I walked forward and put my hands on her waist. “I will be when my face is buried between your thighs as I lick your pussy. Go sit on the couch and spread your legs.”

“No.”

“How long are you going to lie to yourself? You know as well as I that you enjoyed every second of my tongue on yourflesh.” My fingers slowly moved up her arms, causing her flesh to prickle with excitement. “But if you truly want to pretend defiance, I can find other methods to make you comply.”

Her face turned a delightful shade of red, but she did as I instructed and moved to sit on the sofa.

“Lift your dress to your hips and spread your legs wide. I want you on full display.”

She hesitated, but when I arched an eyebrow, she complied, and holy fuck was she gorgeous. I moved forward, keeping my steps slow even though my pulse was pounding with anticipation.

I knelt before her and placed my hands on her knees, pushing them apart even wider before sliding my hands up her hips and pulling her down so she was perched on the edge. I dipped my head between her legs and immediately heard the soft groan come from her lips as my tongue worked its way over her folds. I would never get tired of her taste. I could spend the entire day in bed with her, tasting every inch of her body, marking her for everyone to see, before fucking her so hard that she would forget ever trying to leave me. I was obsessed. Obsessed with her skin, her smell, the sound of her voice, the tightness of her body…and the way she trembled when I made her cum on my tongue.

I lifted my head to look into her heavily lidded eyes. The look of satisfaction on her face was enticing. I pulled her skirt back down over her knees, then stood and walked back to where she had tossed her panties a few minutes ago.

“Here, put these back on. I don’t want to kill anyone today for accidentally getting a glimpse of heaven.”

I watched as she stood on shaking legs and slipped the panties back up over her hips. I wiped my mouth on a handkerchief and walked over to take her hand.

“Shall we go?”

She pulled away from me. “No, I want to use my phone.”

“I will buy you a new one.”

Her brow furrowed with irritation. “It’s not about getting the newest model; I want to make a call.”

I wasn’t sure why, but the thought of her calling another man made me furious. “Who?”

“Does it matter?”

I stepped toward her, closing the small space that had been between us. “I asked you a question, Bri.” I could hear the bridled anger in my voice, and I clenched my hands into fists, resisting the urge to wrap my fingers around her pretty little neck.

She walked away to stand by the windows and looked down at the street below. “I want to call my friend, Allison. She knew I was going for a job interview and will be wondering why I have not called her to tell her about it. I never expected to take a job working for some kind of crime boss and then to be taken against my will and kept prisoner at his penthouse suite.” She turned back to face me. “She will be worried, and I need to talk to her.”

“Crime boss? Are you placing me in some kind ofGoodfellasfantasy? I assure you, darling, I am much worse than anything you can imagine. But to most of the world, I am just a well-connected businessman with some very questionablealliances.” I reached into my pocket and took out the phone I had taken from her last night. “Is there anyone else you need to contact besides your friend?”

She shook her head. “No, Allison is the only friend or family I have.”

A look of sadness crossed her face. “Make the call but watch what you say. I have many friends in the police department here in Chicago, most of them on my payroll, but that does not mean I want unnecessary trouble with them.”

She jerked the phone from my hand.

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