Page 34 of Jessica's Protector

He doesn’t say anything, just lifts me up to kiss me, teasing my tongue with his own. He slides down my pants, using his feet to take them completely off of me. I laugh despite my mouth being very occupied and he stops kissing me long enough to remove my shirt, too. Tossing it aside, he hooks a finger in my has-seen-better-days bra. “This annoys me.”

“It annoys me, too,” I tease, lifting up from my hips before reaching back to undo it, flinging the offending garment over with my shirt and cup my breasts with my hands. “But without it, these babies would be down around my knees.” His horrified expression makes me laugh. “Sorry for the visual, and I’m kidding, mostly.”

“Good.” The shock fades from his face and he grins. “Although, I could lick your nipples and your clit from the same position.”

“Oh gross,” I say while laughing and relaxing back on him. “I guess I deserved that.”

“You did.” Cinq’s smiling at me before resuming our kiss. He stops long enough to say, “I need you, my mate. I need you so much today.”

“Should we fool around a little?” I ask and at his confused expression, I clarify with, “Maybe taste each other, caress naughty parts.”

“Not this time. I just want in you, want to feel your body hold mine in a way I can’t imagine letting anyone else do again.”

Oh. That’s rather heavy for a sexy affair. Still, his cockhead is knocking at my pussy’s door. I inch my way down so he can inch his way up. My sexy dream starring him has me primed and wet for him. We both groan as he slides in all the way. “Damn, Cinq. You really stretch me out.”

“And you squeeze me tighter than I ever believed possible.” He takes my waist to hold me steady while grinding into me. “So impeccably tight.”

I could argue that no, he’s just big, but he’s taken my breath and my words. “So good.”

“I need you, Jessica, more, all of you. Tell me if I’m harming you in any way.” He picks up the pace, slamming into me.

Not hard, not painfully, but determined as if to wring every ounce of pleasure from my body. I hold on to his shoulders. “Cinq,” I whisper. “This is perfect. You’re perfect.”

“Only with you, my love.”

His preclimax floods me even though he’s quiet. I have to ask, “Does that feel good when you precome?”

He presses his face into my neck, breathing a few times before replying, “Yes. Almost as good as the second climax.”

Cinq’s satisfaction, though a minor one, pleases me. He doesn’t take a rest break but continues thrusting up into me. I squeeze my eyes shut, the feeling so intense, getting close but not quite over the peak.

“Touch yourself,” Cinq hisses. “Feel where we join. Spread the juice over your bud. I want to watch you.”

His dirty talk sends shivers down my spine and my pussy clenches. “I’m close enough as it is.”

“Do what I say,” he orders.

Anywhere else, I’d argue about how I’m my own person and I’ll do whatever the hell I want. But now and with him? I reach for his clock, getting my fingers slippery with his cum and my wetness. I gasp when my fingertips brush my sensitive clit. “Cinq,” I pant. “Are you close?”

“Very.”

I bite my lip, rubbing, and peeking enough to see how he’s watching where we’re together. I caress and stroke, hovering on the edge of coming when he looks me in the eyes. “Come for me, Jessica. Give me that cunt.”

My orgasm’s intensity stuns me. I begin to moan as Cinq thrusts up one last time, hard. He groans, both of us struggling to be quiet. I press my face into his shoulder, moving my hips when his stop. “You feel so fucking good,” I breathe as the overwhelming pleasure dissipates. “So very good.”

“I’d never planned on finding someone as wonderful as you. I’m yours and you’re mine no matter what.” He wraps his arms around me as I relax against him.

With my ear against his chest, the heavy thuds of his slowing heart fill my mind. My own heartbeat seems to synchronize with his. I sigh, utterly content. Still, I can’t shake the creeping unease flowing from his slightly tense body to mine. “Cinq, I can feel something’s the matter. What’s worrying you?”

He runs his hand up and down my back, slowly as if by soothing me, he can ease his own mind. “I’ve made a horrible mistake, Jessica. I’ve possibly ruined all of our lives.”

I don’t know how he could make my life any worse unless he’s made a deal with the Kostans to hand me over. Somehow, I doubt he’d ever give me up without a fight. I press my hand against his chest. “Do you want to talk about how to fix it, then?”

“Not yet. I’m still running various simulations for the best possible outcome. Everything ends in disaster so far.”

“That sounds alarming.” I lift up to look him in the eyes. “Why are we fooling around instead of focusing on a solution?”

“Because I wanted to make love with you one last time before the empire decides our fate.”

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