One to Protect (One to Hold 3)
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“Oh, god,” I gasp as he catches a straining nipple in his mouth and gives it a hard pull. The sensation registers directly to my core. I need him inside me now.
My hands are in his hair, pulling, threading the soft, dark locks, as his kisses climb back up my neck. He pulls little bits of my skin between his teeth as he goes, and his scent is all around me, intoxicating me.
“Now, baby. I need you now.” I can’t take much more of this or I’ll combust. My thighs are already trembling, my inner muscles aching.
I feel him reposition, holding me with one arm as his other works below his waist. Breathless, I fumble to push his shirt further off his shoulders, wishing it would tear. I kiss his skin again; a hint of salt is on my tongue. In one movement, he boosts me up then sinks deep inside.
He lets out a deep groan, and I gasp. The size of him, his incredible fullness stretching me, is always a delicious greeting after being apart. I’m riding on that delicious edge, and by his next, hard thrust my orgasm roars through me.
“Ohh, god,” I cry, gripping his shoulders, rocking my hips as best as I can against him.
His breathing is labored. Another thrust, and I’m pulling him closer, unable to get enough. My cries seem to make him move faster, and I clutch his shoulders as he rocks me.
“Deeper,” I beg against his neck, my lips just touching his skin. He shudders and grants my request, and a second orgasm begins, hot and low in my stomach.
Powerful waves ripple up my body, and my muscles tighten. It’s like electricity, flashing all the way to my scalp, leaving me momentarily blinded. Inside, I’m gripping and pulling him, until with a loud groan, he comes.
His hips jam into me hard, pushing me against the glass, and his hands tighten on my ass, pulling me flush against him. It’s a mild pain mixed with the most incredible pleasure, and I never want it to stop.
We push and hold, grind and feel, until gradually our bodies calm, our movements become still. Spent, I drop my forehead against his neck, holding him through the last sparkling waves of pleasure. He’s inside me, one arm tight around my waist, the other under my butt. Warm lips touch my head, and I’m in heaven.
As if waking from a dream, I lift my eyes, sliding my hands to his cheeks. At the sight of blue, love bursts inside me. Sometimes it’s
still hard for me to believe this beautiful man is mine.
“Hi.” My voice is soft.
Fine lines pierce his temples in the most attractive way as he smiles back. “You’re here.” His deep voice massages my insides, and I can’t resist kissing those cheeks, his eyes, the tip of his nose, his full lips. They part, and our tongues greet each other again.
Movement stirs below, inside me, and I lean back to meet his loving gaze. “I’ve been waiting for you to get here.”
“If I’d known you were waiting, I’d have left two hours ago.”
I laugh, kissing him and whispering, “I love you.”
“I love you more.” His arms tighten around me. “What made you decide to drive in? Not that I’m complaining.”
“I heard you might need a visit.”
His brow creases as he considers my meaning. “Patrick?”
Shaking my head, I peck his cheek again. “Nikki.”
With that he exhales, dropping his forehead against my shoulder with a groan-laugh.
“What?” I laugh, too, at his exaggerated frustration. “She’s not as bad as you make her out to be.”
He lifts me and slides out. Standing in front of him, I wrap the robe around my waist as he adjusts and fastens his pants. Then he scoops me to him again, kissing my nose. “For this surprise, I’ll get her a little gift.”
“Oh! Speaking of surprises, come with me.” Pulling him to the couch, I push him around and make him sit. “Sit here, and don’t move. I mean it.”
He grins, watching me leaning over him. The robe drifts apart, and of course, he catches my nipple between his fingers, giving it a small pinch. “Ow—stop!” I yelp a laugh. “I said don’t move.”
“Darlin’, I haven’ seen you in a week.” He tries to grab me, but I dodge.
“Don’t pull that southern charm on me.”
“I’ll pull more than that on you.” The devilish twinkle in his eye almost causes me to forget my little surprise.