Billionaire Protector (Billionaire Bikers MC #1)

“I’m not trying to insult you.” She placed her hand on his chest, over his heart. “Thank you for today. I wouldn’t have been able to get through that alone.”

“It was my pleasure.” He covered her hand with his, touching her.

She licked her lips, and that small peek of her tongue was nearly his undoing. He leaned in close, but as he did, Anna took a step back. She hadn’t looked up, so she obviously didn’t know what he was going to do.

Clearing his throat, he waited for her to lift her head.

“I’m going to go and get washed.”

“I’ll be out here. I’ll set up the DVD Player. Do you want something romantic?”

Anna shook her head. “No, not romantic. Something scary.”

Watching her curvy ass walk away, Russ sighed. She didn’t have a clue that he was fighting this need to claim her. Running fingers through his hair, he kicked off his shoes, and removed his jacket. Rolling his sleeves up, he set up a horror movie and took a seat. Minutes later, Anna walked in on her crutches, and sat down beside him. She wore a pair of pajamas with donuts on. She looked so adorably cute. What stopped the cuteness was the sway of her full, ripe tits. His mouth watered as he saw one puckered nipple press against her shirt. His dick was rock hard, and he was finding it hard to focus.

“Do you want to press play?” she asked, turning toward him.

Fuck, this was going to be one long night.

“Erm, who is Tina?” she asked.

He reached for the remote and paused.

“Tina?” he asked.

“Free pussy?”

“So you heard.”

“You weren’t exactly quiet. It’s all I heard. Tina, she’s a club whore, and she’s free pussy.” She moved toward the corner of the sofa, turning to look at him.

“Not my finest moment.”

Anna laughed. “You’re a guy. I just want to make sure I’m not going to have some woman screaming at me that I’ve stolen her man.”

“You’ve not. I’m not hers to steal.”

She ran fingers through her hair, closing her eyes as she did. The simple action distracted him as it pushed her chest out, and now he saw how big and ripe her tits were. He couldn’t wait to get his mouth on her, and his hands. He’d press her breasts together, slide his cock between those rounded globes, and tit-fuck her. She’d lick the tip of his cock, and when he came, he’d spill his cum all over her chest.

“Russ?”

Jerking his gaze back to her eyes, he tilted his head to the side. “What?”

“Do I have something down me?” She pulled her shirt out, and looked down.

“No, you don’t have anything down you. What did you say?”

“Is there any woman I need to worry about?” she asked. “I never asked you before, but I’m kind of worried now. Do you have a special someone in your life?”

“No.”

“No. That’s it. No?”

“Yes.” Pressing play on the movie he cut their conversation short.

“Touchy.”

He laughed. “Is there a guy out there for you I should be worried about?”

Anna snorted, which pissed him off. “No.”

“Are you a virgin?”

“That’s personal.”

“I’m not a virgin. I’ll share with you if you share with me. I’ve done anal.”

“Oh, God, stop. Fine, I’m not a virgin.”

“I love giving oral as well.” He flicked his tongue out, and Anna covered her face.

“You’re a perv.”

“No. I’m a man who is comfortable with what I like. I like pussy, and I like to make sure my woman is satisfied.”

“Ha, I thought you said you didn’t have a woman.”

“I don’t. Just think of how good it could be if I was to take a woman for my own.”

Anna chuckled. “I don’t know, Russ. Tell me.”

“I love sex, and I love to have it regularly, the dirtier the better. I’ll be very imaginative in the bedroom.”

“Are you advertising your skills?”

“Yes. Do you want the role?”

“Let’s watch the movie.”

For several minutes they watched the opening scenes with the murder and gore. He knew it was completely unnatural for Anna to watch a horror flick. She was all for the nice endings, romance, and crap.

“Have you really done anal?” she asked.

“I’ve done a lot of stuff in my time.”

“Like what?”

“Now that would be telling.”

“Okay, keep it to yourself.”

Now she had his curiosity rearing its ugly head.

“Fine. Yes, I’ve done anal.”

“Did it hurt?”