Page 70 of Guarding Bristol

And the raw hunger on his face, his gaze dropping to the juncture of her thighs where she was already wet and throbbing.

His fingers flexed on her hips, holding her with a possessive grip while he leaned in and nuzzled between her legs.She made a garbled sound and plunged a hand into his short hair, widening her trembling legs to give him room.

He accepted the invitation instantly, his mouth finding the top of her sex.The warmth of his tongue dragged a high-pitched moan from her as he slid it over her swollen folds to find her clit.

Her head dropped back against the shower wall, her eyes slamming shut as pure sensation streaked through her.It was so decadent, so incredibly erotic to have a man so powerful kneeling before her, worshipping her with his tongue.

It was surreal.Each warm, languid caress of his tongue sent tendrils of pleasure spiraling through her.She climbed higher and higher, and when he licked inside her, her knees went weak.He held her there, keeping her firmly in place while his tongue drove her to the edge of release.She made a pleading sound, somehow opened her eyes to look down at him.

TJ stared back at her for a long moment, his tongue buried inside her.She quivered, fingers digging into his shoulders.It was so insanely erotic.More intimate than anything she’d experienced before.

He surged to his feet, his hands gripping her rear as he lifted her off her feet and pinned her back against the wall with his weight.With the hot length of his erection trapped between them, he wrapped one arm around the small of her back to secure her there and lifted his free hand to cup the side of her face.

“Are you protected?”he rasped out, searching her eyes.

“Yes,” she gasped, half-blind with desperation.Being so close to the edge and having release taken away was torture.“And I’m clean.”

“Me too.You trust me?”

Staring into those dark, hungry eyes, she felt her heart soften and expand.He had lied to her before to protect his cover.And himself.But he would never lie about this.That wasn’t the kind of man he was.“Yes.”

With a dark sound from deep in his chest, his mouth came down on hers.She opened for the thrust of his tongue, fought to get closer when he reached between them and positioned the head of his cock against her core.

The sudden pressure took her off guard.She was wet and swollen, more than ready for him, yet he felt too huge and hard.Unyielding as he penetrated her, her body struggling to adjust to the invasion.

She hissed in a breath and tensed, trying to wriggle free.Or maybe trying to wriggle closer, she couldn’t decide, her brain unable to process the knife-edge of pleasure/pain.

TJ stilled, his gaze searching hers.“Okay, Slugger?”

She licked her lips, the nickname undoing another tiny lock in her heart.“I...”She wasn’t sure.It was just so intense, the angle and force of gravity heightening her inability to get any leverage to ease the pressure inside her.

He lifted her slightly, giving her a second or two reprieve before slowly lowering her again.Sinking him deeper inside her.Deeper still, his eyes locked with hers.Until he was buried to the hilt inside her.

Bristol whimpered, her body gripping him, ripples of pleasure spreading out from where they were joined.She locked her ankles behind his back and rubbed her aching clit against the hard plane of his abdomen, seeking relief from her torment.

TJ leaned his weight into her, holding her there with shocking ease.His arms and chest flexed with each slow surge of his hips while he worked in and out of her.

The tempo was maddening.The angle was perfect.She ground herself against him, orgasm looming sharp and devastating just at the edge of her consciousness.She threw her head back when it hit, her high-pitched cries filling the steam-filled enclosure.

TJ held her tight while the waves pulsed through her.When she was able to open her eyes again, she looked down and saw the tension on his face.His mouth was pulled tight, his jaw muscles standing out.

As if he’d been waiting for that eye contact, he picked up his pace, thrusting faster.Harder.

Just when he reached the edge, he suddenly pulled out of her body, grabbed her hand and wrapped her fingers around him.With their hands locked around his erection, he came against her belly, a strangled groan coming from between his clenched teeth.

Gradually the tension bled out of his body.He released her hand and opened his eyes to look at her, the hot water still pouring over them.His grip eased and he slowly lowered her feet back to the floor.

Feeling weak all over and even more vulnerable than when he’d stepped in here, Bristol tucked her face into the muscular curve of his shoulder.She leaned her weight against him, never doubting that he would keep her from sliding to her knees.

“TJ,” she whispered.She felt so raw emotionally.

“Yeah,” he answered quietly, and she knew he understood.

He rested his cheek on the top of her head and held her.Cradled her, his big arms sheltering her while the water rained down on them.She didn’t know why he’d pulled out at the last moment like that, but guessed it was to add another layer of protection for her.Because he would never have entered her if he hadn’t trusted her.

She wasn’t sure how long they stayed like that, but all too soon he eased his hold and ran his hands over her, washing the last of the shampoo from her hair before moving to her belly and gently between her thighs.When she was all clean, he shut off the water and got out first, moments later wrapping her up in a big towel.

Neither of them spoke while they dried off and got dressed.Bristol didn’t know what to say anyhow, the feelings inside her impossible to put into words.As impossible as their situation was.

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