Page 45 of Protected By the Sinner
Following his lead, I start grinding against him—and each pass gets more intense.
Soon I’m soaked, wetting his cock.
I glance down—he’s glistening with my arousal.
On impulse, I scoop up a drop of my slickness and offer it to him.
He sucks my finger all the way into his mouth—and the sight makes my clit throb.
Suddenly, he lifts me and positions me over his face.
The feeling of his mouth on me is so overwhelming I have to grip the headboard.
Beau devours me like I’m the most delicious meal and he doesn’t want to waste a bite.
I give in—shameless, chasing pleasure.
My rational mind is gone. Not a single coherent thought remains.
It’s just us now. Skin, scent, and heat.
Moans and cries. Me begging for more.
He licks and sucks so deeply I can’t hold back.
“I’m going to come,” I warn, and he intensifies everything, kissing me in the most intimate way.
I collapse beside him, half passed out, unable to move.
I vaguely register him getting up, but he’s back quickly.
He spreads my legs and settles between them, his arms on either side of my face but not dropping his weight onto me.
I feel the tip of his cock slide across my stomach—and inside me, a storm of desire and urgency rages.
God, he’s beautiful. Even now, with his face tense like he’s in pain—he’s beautiful.
I raise my head to kiss him, running my tongue across his lips, my hands exploring his back.
“What are you doing to me, Amber?” It doesn’t sound like he expects an answer. More like he’s speaking to himself.
“I want you. I’m not afraid.” I reach down between us and notice he’s put on a condom.
I hadn’t even thought about it. What a mess. Thank God one of us is still thinking straight.
I stroke his chest, and he groans, his hips shifting, his cock brushing my entrance.
I grind against him, and he lets out a deep, raw sound.
Slowly, he starts pushing inside me.
It’s like he’s in no rush at all—while I feel like a pressure cooker ready to blow.
“I want you inside me. I want to feel what it’s like to have your body in mine, Beau.” I’m breathless, wild with want and expectation.
His teeth clench as he slides in deeper. “Fuck, you’re so tight.”
“Is that bad? Because if you stop now, I’ll kill you. I swear,” I try to joke.
