Page 16 of Savage Protector

I didn’t realize with a man his size I would feel every little thing, but I did. Every jerk of his cock caused an equal reaction inside me as my muscles tightened, extending the orgasm in ways I never knew possible.

Holy shit.

I held on tight afraid to let go. Any girl in her right mind never wanted something this good to end. This was the kind of sex I imagined stories were made of. It sure beat the hell out of everything I had hoped it would be. If this was what fucking was supposed to be, sign me up for the rest of my life.

His hips retreated slow, creating another shockwave of friction that made me whimper. “That was so fucking hot. Come to my room so we can get naked and do it again.”

I had no idea how I could handle that again anytime soon, but I was willing to give it my best effort.

“Okay,” I said.

He responded with another gentle thrust that set my muscles fluttering again. He lifted me off him and I gasped at the sudden loss. “Can you walk?”

“I think so.” My legs were shaking as he set me down. He pulled me into his arms and pressed my face against his chest.

“Seriously. Fucking amazing.”

I thought so too but was afraid I’d choke up if I tried to say too much.

“Thank you,” I said, pulling gently from his arms. I pushed my dress down and looked around for my one missing shoe. I found it half way between the wall and the lounge egg and I put it back on as he pulled his clothes back together.

I wasn’t sure what the hell I was doing anymore. This was so far outside of my comfort zone I couldn’t process it. But the thought of never seeing a beautiful specimen like him again felt criminal.

It would be well worth stepping beyond my normal boundaries to spend more time with him. Wasn’t this part of seeing the world I had talked about? Or at least enjoying life however it came at me?

I smothered a giggle at the absurdity of my thoughts.

“What’s so funny?” he asked.

I sobered instantly. “Nothing and everything.” I looked down at my crumpled wedding gown. “I really need to get out of this dress.”

“I’ve got a plan for that. Come on.” He held out his hand.

I placed my palm in his and let him lead me back to the elevator. Whatever my badass had in mind for me I knew it would be better than what this night was supposed to be.

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