Under His Protection

I shake my head. “Nuh-uh. You had your turn. I want what you promised. And no more pouting!”

Jason’s throat made a noise that was somewhere between a growl and a hum of desire.

“Listen, Jess, there are three things you need to know about me. I love jumping out of planes, fast-roping out of helicopters, and –.”

He grinned at me suggestively.

“And?”

“And eating pussy,” he said, pulling me down onto the bed beside him. “So get those pajama pants off. I want to see it.”

Now that, I could get on board with. I dropped the pants quicker than I could think, until we were both naked as the day we were born. Jason reached out and grabbed my ass, pulling me up his body until my naked pussy was no more than an inch from his mouth. My knees and thighs and closed his head like a prison.

A perfect kind of prison.

Jason dived in without asking for permission. In seconds, I forgot what I was thinking about. Before a minutes had passed, my thighs were quivering like Jell-O in an earthquake.

“Jesus, Jason,” I moan. “Who taught you to do that?”

Jason jerked his head away from my clit just long enough to find me a grin and grunt: “the U.S. Navy, man. At your service…”

I would have groaned at the terrible joke, but the only groaning I was doing was from pleasure. His tongue danced on my clitoris, writing the fucking alphabet as sparks danced across my belly, between my legs, and fires burned like sons on my nipples.

“I’m so close,” I moaned, digging my fingers through Jason’s hair and scrunching them up. “Don’t you dare stop!”

Jason – like a good SEAL he was – didn’t stop.

And in seconds, a tidal wave of an orgasm crashed over my body. My hand forms a fist in his hair, my legs clenched around his head, and I threw my head back as a sea of fire crested up my torso, and my vision went black.

It took a few good, long seconds before it returned.

“Oh my God, Jason,” I said quietly – barely able to control my voice. “That was amazing.”

“I try…”

“That was more than trying,” I said, shaking my head. “I’ve never felt anything like it!”

A little aftershock sparked around my pussy, and told me I wasn’t done. I inch my ass back, leaning forward and planted a kiss on Jason’s mouth. I delighted in the taste of myself on his lips. I inched my lips up his cheeks, and whispered into his ear. “You’re not done…”

Jason glanced down, at the special spot between my legs that he’d only just vacated. “Jesus, girl,” he muttered. “Your insatiable.”

He reached forward, grabbing my ass and hoisting my

pussy towards his mouth one more time.

But I shook my head.

“No. I need you to fuck me.”

“10 four,” he growled, his eyes suddenly alight with desire. “You know what, Jessica?”

“What?”

“You’re fucking perfect, you know that? And I think I fucking love you…”