Page 5 of Zone Protection

He tilts his head and smirks. “Yeah, darlin’, I do. But you know, I live right down the street. We could have a little more privacy and more time for me to do everything I want to do with you. This ain’t gonna be a fast fuck. I wanna take my time.”

“If we leave to go to your house, there’s a chance I might change my mind. So, while the thought of having sex in this house makes me question my sanity, it’s now or never, Archie.”

He nods and slides his hands from my butt to my waist. Leaning in, he kisses me. “Come with me. I know where we can go.” He lets go of my waist and grabs my hands.

I nod and release one of his hands. “Show me the way.”

When we get upstairs, he knocks on a door, and when no one answers, he opens it.

As soon as I get in the door, he spins to face me and closes it behind me with one hand and turns the lock.

Neither of us says anything, but I can see the heat in his eyes.

“Are you sure about this, darlin’?” he asks.

I appreciate that he’s asking for my consent, but I really just need him to take my clothes off. Like now.

“Oh, yeah. I’m sure.” I reach up and wrap my hands around the back of his neck and lean in and kiss him, slipping my tongue inside of his mouth.

The kiss goes to an inferno level immediately.

I slide my hands from his neck down to the hem of his shirt and lift it up as he raises his arms. Wrapping his now-bare arms around my waist, he lifts me and carries me over to the bed and sets me down at the edge.

He kisses me again, then pulls back and kneels in front of me, dragging his hands down my chest and pulling the neck of my shirt down a little. I lean back on my elbows and watch him. When he gets to my waist, he pops open the button of my jeans and pulls the zipper down. He doesn’t say anything but looks up at me as I lift my hips as he pulls my jeans from my legs.

Moving his hands from my calves to my hips, he dips his head and starts kissing up my thigh and to my center. “You smell so good, darlin’. I can’t wait to taste you.”

Annnd why does that sound so fucking hot? But also, I’m glad I didn’t wear my comfy panties tonight. Archie Griffith should not see my comfy panties.

He pushes my thighs apart and swipes his tongue over the lace from my opening to my clit. Then, sliding his hands under the waistband in the front, he grabs my underwear and pulls them off and continues to lick me.

“Archie, you really don’t have to do that. I mean, it feels so good, but I don’t usually get off from oral.” I’m almost embarrassed to admit it while his face is literally in my vagina, but I’m kinda anxious to get to the good part.

Instead of replying, he presses his hand on my stomach gently to get me to lie down. He continues to flick my clit with his tongue, and I buck slightly. The feeling is a zing that radiates down my thighs and makes my nipples tighten at the same time. He flicks again, and I let out a gasp.

He smiles against my core as he does it again—and I nearly lose my mind.

When I say I don’t get off from oral, I should admit I’ve never had oral like this before.

He slips his index finger inside me, and I gasp. It feels so good; I start to rock my hips to move his mouth back and forth.

“I’m gonna make you come, Emma. You’re gonna be a good girl and come all over my tongue. Then I’m gonna fuck you so hard, you’ll feel me all week.” He dips his head back between my legs. “You taste so fucking good, and I love hearing those soft moans coming from your pretty little lips. I could do this all night.”

Yes, please. Sign me up for the all-nighter!

His arm is wrapped around my thigh, and he’s using his hand to keep me open as he licks and sucks my clit while his other hand continues to pump in and out of me.

The sensations are overwhelming. I’m on the verge of coming. I move my hands from my sides, which are gripping the comforter, and put them on his head, sliding my fingers through his hair. I hear him moan when I pull on his hair slightly, which only turns me on more.

My head falls back onto the bed, and I’m gripping his hair so tightly as I start to come. “Oh my God, Archie, don’t stop. I’m so close.”

I move my hips in sync with his mouth moving back and forth over my clit. I’m just about to explode when he adds another finger and presses on my G-spot. I swear I black out for a minute until I feel him kissing his way up my stomach.

“Holy shit,” I pant. “I’ve literally never come like that before.”

I’m not even worried about this going to his head because the man deserves a round of applause for that performance.

“I’m just getting started, darlin’.”

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