Page 9 of Unknown Protector

CHAPTER FOUR

The tight, warm suction wrapped around my dick was one that I could get used to. Too bad the nameless woman giving me head wasn’t the one that I wanted to always have doing this. She was just a means to an end. A way to get off and nothing more. I didn’t need an Ol’ Lady, nor did I want one. But getting my dick sucked and then having a tight cunt ride me, that I would always take.

“Just like that.” I hum when her mouth meets the base of my dick, and she sucks as hard as she can as she travels up. It feels so fucking good, and I know that I am going to blow sooner than I want if she keeps it up.

I grip her hair and tug while pushing her head down further. I hold her there until she gags, and then I let her come up for air. I repeat the process a few times before I tell her that that’s enough.

“Get up here and ride my face like a good little whore.”

I’m not usually one for the dirty talk, but I found that the club girls are. We don’t have them around very often, but when we do, they make sure to take care of anyone that needs it. They all learned quickly that the claimed brothers were just that, and the Ol’ Ladies fight back.

Whoever this is giggles and gets up on her knees. She crawls up my body, and when she goes in for a kiss, I turn my head. I don’t do the romance part. I do the fucking part. I get what I need, give them what they want, and then move the fuck on. This nameless woman is no exception.

I might be an asshole when it comes to fucking, but they all know the stakes. They know the rules. I am always upfront with them. I don’t call them “baby,” “babe,” “honey,” or anything like that. They come in here with a purpose, and that’s what I take. They agree to my rules—“slut” or “whore.” It’s just easier that way.

No feelings. No tomorrows. Wam, bam, thank you, ma’am.

It’s worked for me because I don’t need it all the time. I get a craving, and I take care of it. Simple as that.

She gives me a little pout when I turn my head, but I immediately bring her tits to my mouth. I suck on her pink nipples until they're hard. I then pinch and twist them. But I’m ready to eat her cunt and her ass.

“Stop stalling and get up here and ride my fucking face. I wanna eat that cunt.”

Okay….So maybe I take back the dirty talk comment from earlier.

Her knees land on either side of my face, and she grips the headboard. It’s almost like she is trying to tease me, show me something that only she has, and I’m going to have to beg for it. The jokes on her, I don’t beg. I grip her hips and slam her down onto my mouth. Sucking her clit and making her scream.

I continue in my ministrations, and I almost decide to stop when her screams become so over-exaggerated that I swear she’s faking it. I know what I’m doing, but it’s almost like she’s putting on a show, thinking that I want more of whatever the fuck it is that she’s doing. I decide that I’m just going to ignore her. I have plans, and what I want is to eat her ass.

I absolutely love eating ass as much as I love eating pussy. Give me all of it.

I lift her up some and bring her body up as I start to shuffle down just a little bit. I get to my destination instantly, and those fake as-hell moans stop. In their place are deeper, more guttural,realmoans. All telling me that she loves what I am doing now. I lick and suck. I pull her ass apart and get my tongue in there as deep as I can. My finger slips into her tight heat as I continue to lick and probe her tight hole.

“Oh, fuck!” I hear her say in her husky, sexy voice. As much as I don’t want to, I need to get my dick in her. Now. Preferably into the hole that I have been salivating and worshiping. I move up, and that’s when I notice the change.

Instead of my tongue slipping in her tight cunt, I am licking a taint. And when I lick it, the husky voice from a moment ago becomes deeper. I don’t know what the hell is happening, but I am determined to find out.

I suck his balls into my mouth—hard.

“Oh! Fuck. Fuck! Yes. Yes. Fuck don’t stop.”

That spurs me on, and I stick one finger back into the loose and pliant asshole, and my other hand comes up and grips a harder-than-stone cock. I grip the base and start pumping. Holy shit. I don’t know how this is even possible, but I know

that I like it. I pull my finger out of his ass and grip my own cock at the base to put off my own orgasm.

I can’t blow, not yet.

Putting my feet on the mattress, I use that momentum to get my face out from under his delicious ass, and above me is Whitley. His face is contorted in the sexiest, pure, primal way I’ve ever seen. He looks completely blissed out and like he’s ready to fucking blow. I continue to tug on his cock, and his moans get deeper, louder.

“I want you in me so fucking bad, Sandy.”

“Yes. Fuck, yes. Ride my cock, Whit.”

Whitley braces himself up and grips my cock, bringing it to his entrance. I feel the tip start to slide in—

I jerk up. Something had taken me out of….

What the fuck was that? I shake my head and try and get a clear picture. Well, no.Thatimage was pretty fucking clear. I have always slept with women. I have always fantasized about women. This is new. I have never felt attraction like this. To anyone, let alone a man. A huge silver fox that could wrap me up in his arms and—no, stop.

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