Page 28 of Protecting What Is Mine

“Oh my God.” I don’t mean to speak, but the feeling overwhelms my senses.

Hank looks up, smiling. “You like that?”

Without opening my eyes, I whimper a yes.

“Are you ready for more?”

“Mmm-hmm.”

His mouth and tongue continue licking and sucking my nipples while he moves his free hand to my ass, sliding down the back of my leg and then lifting it to his hip and wrapping it around his waist. He kisses up my breast to my collar bone and then on to my neck and chin.

I open myself to him, my body revealing how ready it is to feel him inside me. “Please,” I moan, “I want you.”

His hand brushes my opening, his fingers circling first, then guiding his manhood into position. Hank kisses me and whispers in my ear, “Ready, beautiful?”

I run my fingers through his thick head of hair as I nod my consent. That’s all he needs to begin easing himself forward, providing my body time to adjust. The feel of him inside me, the way he fills me, the way he touches me—it’s careful and thoughtful, but also determined and strong.

Hank brings one hand to the small of my back while his other hand lifts my leg to his waist. Here I am, both legs wrapped around him, my body grinding into his as the water streams over us both, doing its best to wash us clean.

Pressure builds in my core, but before I climax Hank lowers me down and turns me around and takes me from behind. His kisses my back, his hands on my breasts, it’s too much. Finally, waves of pent up pleasure are released and ecstasy washes over me. The last bit of control I have dissipates and I succumb to him. “Yes. There. That’s it. Just like that.” Hank’s pace quickens, and his hand reaches around to rub my most sensitive spot, causing another, even larger orgasm to erupt.

My lungs heave, desperate for oxygen in the cramped, steamy space. “Please,” I say as my orgasm subsides. “It’s your turn now.”

“I’m almost there.”

He’s even harder than before. As he thrusts inward, he fills every part of me and I feel yet another wave building. “Come for me, Hank. Please. Come with me.”

I want to wait for him and I fight to hold back my release until he’s there. I want us to finish together. His hands grip my waist, his body crashes into mine, over and over and I know I can’t fight this much longer.

When I can’t hold back any longer I give in to the pressure, losing control for a final time. Hank holds my hips, maintaining his pace until my orgasm subsides and then pulls out and comes all over my ass and back.

When he’s finished he turns me around and pulls me into the water with him. “I think we’ve officially gotten you dirty enough. Now let’s get you clean,” he says as he pours a dollop of soap onto his bath sponge. And that’s exactly what he does—a man of his word—he carefully soaps me up and rinses me off.

When he’s satisfied with his work, he washes himself. “You’re welcome to look through my things if you want a fresh shirt, or whatever. Pick anything you like. My bedroom is the second door on the left. I’ll be out in a minute.”

I step out of the shower to dry off my body and wrap my hair in the towel. Suddenly aware of my nakedness, I quickly slide back into my panties and jeans. “I think I’m going to look for a shirt, if you don’t mind.”

“Not at all. T-shirts are in the second drawer from the top.”

I don’t really need a new shirt, but the thought of something of his against my skin is appealing enough to take him up on the offer. I smile when I discover a Rolling Stones shirt and unwrap the towel from my head to pull it on.

By the time I come out of the bedroom, Hank is out of the bathroom and in the kitchen rummaging through the refrigerator.

He jumps when I walk up behind him and rub his back. “Whoa! Are you some kind of ninja? I didn’t hear you at all.”

I smile. “No—just walking on clouds, I guess.”

Hank chuckles. “Nice shirt. Now, you sit and relax, beautiful. Are you hungry? I’ll get these steaks on the grill and potatoes too, if you like.”

I nod. “After that,” I say, thumbing back toward the bathroom, “I think I could eat the whole cow right now.” Nothing about today has gone the way I thought it would, but with the way I feel right now, I wouldn’t change a second of it.

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