Page 37 of Protecting Lanie

Archer exhaled roughly, gripping her hips. "Now," he growled.

Lanie called his name as she came, her body trembling before it stiffened and then relaxed as she sighed and collapsed against him. He helped her off his lap and onto her knees between his spread legs. She looked up and licked her lips as he opened his fly and freed his cock.

“Open your mouth, Lanie. You’re going to suck my cock.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Her lips parted, and he thrust his cock between them, aiming for the back of her throat. She didn’t resist or gag. Instead, she swirled her tongue around his cock. Archer groaned. In the future he’d spend a weekend teaching her exactly what he wanted when she gave him a blow job; he’d also teach her what it was to be brought to the edge with no release. But atthis moment, all he knew was his own need. She’d responded beautifully to her spanking. They would do well together.

He wondered why it was that Lanie called to something deeper in him. He might not know the answer, but he knew it was true. She was smart, sweet, and funny. She was so innocently sexy that he’d had to handle himself every night since he’d met her. No more.

Archer fisted her hair, moving her mouth up and down his cock. The sight of it disappearing into the sweet recesses of her mouth was almost enough to undo him. She sucked and licked his cock like it was her favorite lollipop. As he thrust into her mouth, her tongue caressed the sensitive vein along the underside of his cock in the most delicious way. He’d withdraw until just the head brushed her lips before driving back in.

He pulled out without warning, stood and scooped her up, taking her to his bed and laying her on it. She spread her legs, the evidence of her previous orgasm glistening at the opening of her pussy. In due time, his cum would drip from her pussy as well.

“Please, Daddy, will you fuck me now?”

He chuckled. She was too sexy and too bratty for words, and God help him, he couldn’t resist her. He moved over her body, settling himself between her legs, grasping her hips with his thumbs resting on her hipbones and his hands cupping her buttocks. She groaned. Good; there was still some sting. Come morning, her ass wouldn’t be the only thing that ached from this night.

Lining his cock up with her entrance, he began to push himself in. Her pussy was tight and hot, and he was large and needy. She closed her eyes and moaned.

“No, little one, look at me. I want to see you take my cock for the first time, and I want to see you come when I fuck you.”

Lanie opened her eyes wide as he continued to work his way inside her until his balls rested against her. God, she felt good.He gave her some time to adjust to his size. He drew back slowly and slid back in, more easily this time. She wrapped her legs around his waist and clung to him. Her pussy clamped down on him, trying not to let him withdraw.

“Please, Daddy,” she begged.

If she kept that up, he’d never last to really assuage his need, but then there’d be time enough for that as well. They could hole up here in the house and he’d fuck her over and over again, making her come until she begged him to come… and he would.

Holding her still, he began to pound into her. Again and again, he pulled back and thrust in, angling his body so that he gave her more of his weight. He realized he was losing control when he wanted to give into the ruthlessness of his need. He fucked her relentlessly, reveling in her response. He could feel the familiar sizzle at the base of his spine as his cock began to swell and twitch.

Laine writhed beneath him as her inner walls spasmed around him, and her breath sped up. The moans became whimpers as her orgasm approached. She stiffened in anticipation, and she began to pant. Then suddenly, as he gave a final, savage thrust, she fell over the edge, and she screamed in ecstasy, her pussy clamping down on him as he began pumping his seed into her, greedily milking his cock. He savored every bit of pleasure he could take from her as he held her in his arms.

Lanie was curled in his bed, her breathing soft and even, when Archer’s phone buzzed. He grabbed it, slipping carefully out of bed and moving slowly so as not to disturb her as he stepped into the hallway. He’d already had her a second time, devouring her pussy and making her scream again before pulling her onto hiscock and fucking her hard while she clung to him and called his name.

"Talk," he said into the phone, keeping his voice low.

Reyna’s voice came through, sharp and urgent. "We have a problem."

Archer’s jaw clenched. "What kind?"

"The kind that means Lanie isn’t just being watched."

His blood went cold.

"We confirmed it," Reyna continued. "Someone inside Club Southside is feeding information to Molina. Someone close. They knew exactly where she was going to be tonight."

Archer’s fingers tightened around the phone.

"Tell me you have a name," he growled.

Reyna hesitated.

"Not yet," she admitted. "But we’re close. And Archer...”

"What?"

A beat. Then: "Lanie was supposed to be taken tonight."

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