Page 11 of Sentinel

I grab a fistful of her dark, black hair. “Scream for me, Emma. Be as fucking loud as you want, baby.”

“Faster, Gabe. Please!”

Her legs are shaking as she’s on the very tips of her pink-manicured toes. And a light sheen of sweat coats the delicate skin of her back as she claws at the bedsheets, trying to muffle her screams in the mattress.

She’s already come for me twice, and her honey has spilled down her thighs and onto my balls. My own orgasm is bubbling up to the surface, and I feel it tingle at the base of my spine. I reach around and pinch her clit between my fingers, setting her off one more time. As her velvety walls squeeze my dick like a vise, pulsing all around me, I want to hold off and make this last a little while longer. But I can’t resist my impending release, and my whole body practically convulses as rope after rope of cum spills inside her.

My dick is rooted to her body while her ass is pressed firmly against me, her upper half lying limply on the bed. Once I’ve caught my breath, and I can hear something other than the rushing of blood in my ears and the thumping of my heart in my chest, I slowly pull my cock out of her warm, tight pussy. Emma makes a content moaning sound but otherwise doesn’t move, while I look at our combined climaxes coating my dick. It’s then that I realize we didn’t use a condom.

Good. She’s the only woman I need from now on.

I lean down and brush her hair away to kiss the back of her shoulder, before heading to the bathroom. I return with a warm, damp washcloth and find her curled up on the bed, almost asleep. I nudge her legs apart and gently wipe away the aftermath, then cover her with a blanket. Tossing the cloth into the hamper, I slide into bed behind her, my dick already preparing for round two.

“You gotta be kidding me, Gabe. That was some serious fucking we just did. You can’t be ready again.”

I smile as I nuzzle her neck and breathe in her sweet, soft, floral scent. “With a pussy like yours, I can fuck you all night, baby girl. But I’m willing to give you a one-hour break. Rest up. Because I will be fucking you again soon.”

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“You ready to talk about it?”I stroke my fingertips across the smooth surface of Emma’s bare ass, as she snuggles in close to me with her head resting on my chest. I inhale her citrusy-vanilla shampoo, while a peaceful calm washes over me with each breath.

“Since you already know, can we just skip to the spanking?” I feel her cheek press against me, and I know she’s smiling.

I swat her ass for sassing me. “I’m more than happy to spank you, baby girl, but I still wanna hear what happened from you, not my club hacker.”

She sighs, but sits up to face me as I lie back against the pillows. She draws her knees to her chest and hugs them with her long, toned arms before she begins talking. I don’t rush her while she stares out the window, the moonlight highlighting her beautiful profile as she gathers her thoughts.

I reach my hand out and caress the top of her foot, drawing her attention back to me. “We don’t have to do this now, baby girl. I’m here when you’re ready. I’m not going anywhere.”

She gives me a sad smile and takes hold of my hand. “My parents died in a car accident my freshman year of college. I had no siblings, no grandparents, no other family… I was all alone.”

“I’m sorry. I know that was rough.”

“It was, but I was determined to finish school and do all the things my parents wanted for me. And I did, and I even landed a great job as an account manager at a marketing firm. But then I met David.”

My body tightens at the mention of his name, but I want her to continue her story. I lightly grip her ankle, and my thumb skims the inside of her lower calf. The constant contact grounds me and helps to keep my temper in check.

“He was easy to fall in love with, and it had nothing to do with his money. After I lost my parents, I had to do everything on my own, and I was just so exhausted. He wanted to take care of me, and it was nice to have that again. I was surprised that some handsome, wealthy man was even interested in a girl like me and—”

“Why?” I don’t mean for my voice to be gruff, and I can tell it catches her by surprise when her eyebrows shoot up.

“I am nothing like the women he’s used to, nor do I want to be.”

“Good. Because you’re perfect the way you are, Emma. And don’t ever fucking forget that. You got me?”

A hint of a smirk twitches at the corner of her mouth. “And what happens if I do?”

I sit up and slide my hand between her thighs, lightly petting her pussy with my index finger. “I’ll have to come up with some creative ways of reminding you.”

“That doesn’t exactly sound like a hardship, Gabe.” Her eyes glitter with arousal.

“It will be when I don’t let you come.” I stop stroking her pussy as the smile falls from her face.Who’s smirking now?“Finish telling me about David.” I lean back, and she squeezes her thighs together, trying to stave off her lust.

“As I was saying, before you distracted me…” She nudges me in the ribs with her toes. “Everything seemed great, but it was all moving so fast. And the next thing I knew, he asked me to marry him. I didn’t have a good reason not to say yes, and I did love him. I thought it was going to be my happily ever after.”

“But it wasn’t?” She looks out the window for several long moments, before I hear her swallow loudly and see her wipe away a tear as it rolls down her cheek. “C’mere, baby.”

“I’m okay. I need to say this.” She takes a deep breath and continues. “After we got engaged, he wanted me to dress and act like the other women at the country club. And if that wasn’t bad enough, then he became abusive. But it wasn’t so easy to leave him.

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