Page 25 of Love Under Protection

“Jesus. If I had known…”

“You would have never let us leave the hotel,” she finishes, closing the space between us like a woman on a mission.

“Damn right,” I agree, reaching out and cupping her perky breasts.

“Now, if memory serves me correct, you promised to push me to my limits. I do believe we have some lost time to make up for,” she says confidently with her hands on my belt.

And making up for lost time is exactly what I plan to do.

Chapter 14

Raylynn

“Holy fuck,” I groan.

My hands are tied to the headboard with a silk tie that he pulled from his suitcase, and his head is buried between my legs. The things this man can do with his tongue has me quivering from head to toe. I buck against him and he presses a hand down on my hips to keep me still. It’s too much and not enough all at once.

With his free hand, he slips two fingers inside me and twists them around.

His name tumbles from my lips in a plea for release. He groans against my sensitive flesh, sending me over the edge, but he doesn’t stop, drawing out the pleasure he has created.

“Give me another,” he demands before kissing along my thighs and working his way back to my clit.

I don’t know where I end and he begins. I’m lost to every sensation wracking my body like a hurricane.

“Harley,” I cry out, pulling against the restraint. I’m desperate to touch him. To wrap my fingers in his hair and hold him in place. To pull him to me and kiss him. I want everything from this man.

When the second orgasm hits me, Harley quickly moves up my body and unties my hands then strokes my entire body with his fingertips as I come down from the orbit he’s sent me into.

“You good?” Harley asks with a proud smirk on his face.

I answer by entwining my fingers in his hair like I’ve longed to, and pulling him in for a kiss. It takes me a few minutes to find any energy I have left, but I manage to roll us both over so that Harley is on his back, and I can straddle his hips. Thank fuck he lost his clothes a long time ago.

“I could get used to this,” he says, wiggling beneath me.

“Mmhmm.”

“Condom,” he mumbles as I press my lips to his again.

“I hope you stocked up,” I tease, putting a little space between us.

His face falls. “I didn’t. Give me a second to see if I’ve got any left in my travel bag.”

He lifts me off of him and jumps off the bed, his hard cock bobbing with each step he takes.

“Seems luck would be on our side,” Harley says, spinning around with two condoms in his possession.

“Yeah, we’re going to need more than that,” I purr like some kind of sex kitten.

“Later,” he says, tossing the condoms onto the bed beside me. He lays back down and lifts me back on top of him. “Now, where were we.”

I tap my lip with a finger. “Hmm. I was about to do this…” I kiss his lips, then his cheek, and work my way down his body.

He smugly puts his hands behind his head and watches my every move. The moment I cup his balls in my hand, his hips flex, and he lets out a low growl. When my mouth finally closes around the tip of his cock, a string of curses flies from his lips. I am in complete control of his pleasure with every suck, lick and gentle nip, and I feel on top of the world. The opportunity to have him at my mercy is not one that I will take for granted.

His hands tangle in my hair, and he guides me up and down his shaft, demanding even more from me. I’m almost positive that he’s close, so I double my efforts, fondling him with my hands as I continue working him with my mouth. Slight disappointment sets in for a moment when he sits up and lifts me off of him.

“I need to fuck you,” he pants, spreading me out on my back and reaching for the foil packet.

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