Page 76 of The Protector
“Put me down,” she said but of course I didn’t.
I walked back to the dining room and lowered her to the table. “I think I’m in the mood for a snack,” I told her and started undressing her.
“Boulder, stop it,” she panted and pushed at my hands. “I don’t want to…” The rest of her words were swallowed by my open-mouthed kiss.
Her struggle of resistance was weak and more for show. I didn’t stop my attack on her and slid my hand under her shirt, finding her delicious globes and smiling when I felt how hard her nipples were.
She gave a small moan: “Stop it, Boulder.”
“I’ll stop,” I groaned into her ear and bit her earlobe gently, “if you’re not wet for me.”
She protested when I opened her pants and snaked my hand down between her legs.
My smile grew wider when I felt how warm and moist she was. Holding her gaze, I slid my finger inside her, then two, before I pulled out and held up my glistening fingers for her to see. “Looks like it’s not a myth after all - you’re aroused by a man.”
“It doesn’t mean a thing,” she defended herself, but I just laughed and licked my wet fingers with her nectar before I pulled her pants all the way down.
“It means that you’re attracted to me and you want me to fuck you.”
“No, it doesn’t,” she objected but she didn’t move away when I grabbed her thighs and moved her ass closer to the edge of the table.
“Either way, I’m taking you right here and now.” My voice was resolute and my promise backed up quickly when I opened my pants and freed my hard cock.
“Don’t,” she said, but I ignored her and pushed inside her with a deep growl. Holding on to her knees I pressed all the way in, enjoying the way she closed her eyes and bit her lip.
“Mine,” I growled again and that made her eyes fly open.
“What did you say?”
“You’re mine, Christina,” I repeated loud and clear and slammed inside her again. “My wife, my woman.”
“I don’t belong to you.” She tried to sit up but I wouldn’t let her.
“You belong to me and I to you,” I said firmly.
“Stop it, Boulder, you’re freaking me out,” she cried.
“Just stating the facts,” I said and squeezed her knees tighter. The sound of our fucking was arousing to me, my hard flesh meeting her moist insides. She was incredibly wet and her face flushed red with arousal; there was no hiding it from me.
“Lie back and let me fuck you,” I ordered when she tried to sit up again.
“But I…” she panted, still trying to get up.
In a swift move, I pulled her up on my hips again, holding one arm under her butt and one arm around her waist, lifting and lowering her on my hard cock.
“Ohhh,” she said as I impaled her all the way.
“Put your hands around my neck,” I instructed and made a satisfied sound in my throat when she complied.
I kissed her and this time she returned my kiss, our tongues dueling for control.
“Say, it Christina,” I ordered. “Say my name.”
“No,” she panted.
“What do you want?” My voice was low as I held her still with only the tip of my cock inside her.
“I don’t know.”
