Page 40 of Bad Boy Billionaire Protector

I reached up and kissed him deeply. “Let’s join them.”

Around us, people were fucking in the woods, couples, throuples and groups. I took Christos’ hand and led him away from the majority of the crowd to a large tree. We were hidden by the tree’s shadows from most of the other people, but some could see us. I was glad of our masks.

I unbuttoned my shirt and shrugged it off. He undid his pants and shirt and threw them off. We stared at each other beneath the tree, naked except for the cloak and the mask.

“I’ve never done anything like this before,” I smiled, fully electrified at the thought of what we were about to do.

“Me neither,” he replied, his buttery soft voice melting my soul. “You look…exquisite in that cloak. The way it frames your body is just so…”

I went down on my knees and took his hardened, glistening cock into my mouth. He leaned back against the tree and sighed. His hands came around my head and he guided me as I sucked and licked the shaft and the head of his cock. I could hear him moaning softly as my tongue swirled around and around, expertly bringing him close to the edge. He stopped me when I brought him too close, holding my head in his hands and pulling out of my mouth. He brought his mouth down onto mine and kissed me deeply. Then he laid down on the ground.

“Come and sit on my face,” his smooth voice was hoarse with desire.

I climbed on to him and moved myself up towards his head. Kneeling over him, I lowered myself enough so that his tongue could reach my pussy. As soon as his tongue touched me I gasped in joy as the sensations rippled through my body. I loved the way we connected with each other.

I gently ground my hips towards him as he licked and sucked my pussy. His tongue found its way into my folds and began to circle and flick against my clit. He brought me quickly to the edge of orgasm, but as soon as I was about to cum, he pulled away. Over and over he did this, teasing me and bringing me close to the edge, just to stop, so that when I did cum, it was a massive explosion throughout my body.

He didn’t let me calm down. Before I knew what was going on, he slid his cock inside me and we intertwined our legs. Slowly we rocked each other, feeling each sensation of his cock going in and out, filling me up each time. I rode on top of him, lying across his body, so close, so interlocked.

“I never want you to leave me,” he whispered into my ear as he nuzzled my neck.

“I never will,” I replied, sighing at the feeling of him nibbling my ear. He trailed his hands across my body, feeling every inch of me, connecting, and melding with me.

We lay for a long time, content in our rhythm, slowly rolling our hips and languorously teasing one another. I clenched my inner muscles and let them go, making Christos exhale loudly, so I did it again. I intertwined his hands with mine and pinned them to the ground, and laid completely still, and simply manipulated his cock with my internal muscles.

“Amber…” he breathed, his breath shuddering out as my grip sent shock waves throughout his body.

Slowly we built the rhythm, melded to each other as one.

Finally, we came together and my muscles pulsated around him as he buried his seed deep within me. I suddenly thought about how risky we had been, not using protection. I made a silent note to get the morning after pill from the drugstore.

We continued to lie on the ground, him still inside me as aftershocks ran through my body. We clung on to each other and lay in silence. I listened to his breathing as he calmed himself down, his chest rising and falling with each breath. I felt at home in his arms, safe, as though I was meant to be there.

“I love you,” I whispered.

“I love you too,” he replied and kissed me on the forehead.

We helped each other up. I felt a little dazed and electrified, as though the adrenaline was still coursing through me. We found our clothes, put them back on, and went to join the rest of the group, who were still fucking or sitting having conversations.

It took a while, but we were finally taken back to Christos’ apartment in the van. As we climbed the stairs, I held on to Christos’ hand and hummed quietly, content with my lot. We stopped on the stairs and kissed some more.

“I can’t keep my hands off of you.”

“Round two in my apartment?”

“Yeah.”

We went inside the apartment, kissing as we did.

Then I noticed him. Sitting on the sofa was a very muscular man with auburn hair. He looked pissed.

“What the hell?” I spluttered, shocked.

“What are you doing here?” Christos demanded.

I looked at Christos. “Do you know this man?”

Christos nodded, his expression tense.

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