Page 3 of Love Under Protection

Turning her back to me, she throws a long glance over her shoulder before slowly removing all of her clothing. She teases me with the most erotic dance, removing her bra, then working her barely-there panties down her long legs. When she turns back around, I’m rewarded with a full view of every inch of her glorious body.

Sauntering toward me, she lays a kiss on my lips and palms my hard-on through the fabric that I was too distracted to remove.

“I think it’s time you lose these,” Raylynn purrs, and before I know it, my boxers are around my feet, and she is on her knees in front of me.

Holy fuck.

Chapter 2

Raylynn

When I vowed that “Stella” was going to get her groove back, I didn’t plan on a man like Harley. The man is six-foot-six of solid muscle and extreme talent. His thighs are made to be kneeled at, his body to be worshiped.

There is no doubt in my mind that Harley is made for sin and pleasure.

The power that he temporarily allowed me to hold while I delivered one hell of a blowjob - his words, not mine - was nothing short of magical. But now, the tables have turned. He’s in full control, caressing, nipping, and licking across my skin, leaving a trail of fire in his wake.

For the first time, in a very long time, I feel alive.

His fingers slip inside of me, and my body bows upward. With each move of his fingers, my pleasure builds. Fireworks build behind closed eyelids, and the first waves of an orgasm takes over. My toes curl and my world explodes.

Harley is gently kissing and caressing my body back into orbit as I come down.

“That was quite possibly the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. And I haven’t even fucked you yet,” he growls.

“Mmm, yes please,” I beg, knowing that things can only get better from here.

He doesn’t wait, taking my plea as permission he centers himself between my legs before reaching for a foil packet on the dresser. He’s fully sheathed and inside of me in mere seconds.

Bliss. Pure and utter bliss. That’s all I feel as he buries himself deep, over and over again.

There’s no stopping this man, his stamina could outlast any cross-country runner. I’m sated and exhausted. My body aches in the most delicious ways by the time the sun rises outside his hotel room window.

Harley lies content in bed beside me, one leg still tangled with mine. An arm wrapped around my waist, holding me closely. It’s intimate and sweet.

Somehow, I’ve found more in a one-night stand with a stranger than I did in my relationship with my ex. In a few short hours, Harley has shown me there is so much more. His dominant side laced with compassion and nurture. Something that Sawyer lacked. No, Sawyer would rather boss me around and make demands, taking whatever it was that he needed and leaving me wanting.

Because of Harley, I’ll never settle for anything less. Call me crazy, but I’ve absolutely found the me that I lost back when I thought I was discovering a new me, galivanting through Paris with a man who promised he could make my dreams come true.

Harley places a gentle kiss on my bare shoulder. “You’re thinking awfully loud over there.”

Turning to face him, I smooth a hand over his cheek and grin. “It’s your fault.”

He guffaws, “If you’re still thinking, I don’t think I’ve done my job properly.”

I straddle his body and push against his chest. “Mmm, I think you have. And I think that I should repay you.”

Glancing over to the nightstand, Harley grabs an unused condom packet and hands it to me and puts his hands behind his head. “Well, by all means, don’t let me stop you.”

I’m rolling the latex down his shaft when his phone starts buzzing from over on the dresser. Somewhere behind me, I can hear my phone ringing as well.

“Shit,” Harley grumbles.

“You need to take that?” I ask. Defeat already setting in. Of course, he’ll need to take that call. I probably should too.

Knowing my best friend, she’s likely calling to tell me she’s arrived, and wedding shenanigans are about to commence. Leave it to Liv to clam jam me.

“As much as I want to ignore it, if I do, they’ll probably come looking for me,” he confesses.

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