Lena's Happily Ever After (The Town of Pearl 3)

Bryant was so enraged right now he wanted to hit something. How could this happen to Lena? She was such a sweet, young woman just trying to work to save money. What the fuck kind of asshole could hit a woman like that. Accident my fucking ass.

He knew something was wrong the moment he saw Wyatt’s truck and Lena got out. It was after four in the morning. He hadn’t slept as usual because of the nightmares. He was looking forward to seeing her today just like the past few weeks.

He worried about her, but who was he to tell her what to do?

As he watched her begin to fall back to sleep, he absorbed the sight of her body. The way her hips curved, the roundness of her ass and her long, toned thighs. The tank she wore barely covered her breasts or her upper body. She might as well have been sleeping in nothing at all.

He swallowed hard. He was so attracted to her, but she was too young, and he was too fucked up to have her. Plus, his brothers wanted her, too, and he wasn’t even talking to them anymore.

She looked so fragile and small lying there with her cheek all swollen. Even her eye was swollen. He would make her see his father when she awoke to make certain that the bruising would heal and that there wasn’t any other damage.

She looked over her shoulder and stared at him.

“You’re creeping me out, Bryant. I can’t fall asleep with you watching me.”

He didn’t think. He just focused on her beauty and the fact that she sounded so sad and lonely. He got onto the bed, and when she didn’t protest or scream for him to get out, he placed his hand on her hip and adjusted his position so her back was against his front.

“What are you doing?” she whispered.

He smoothed his hand over the skin on her belly. It felt smooth and taut. His upper arm brushed against her large breasts that were free beneath the scanty tank she wore.

He got more comfortable and held her against him. Her ass fit perfectly against his cock that now poked against the seam of her ass.

She snuggled closer, and he inhaled the scent of her perfume and the smell of soap on her skin. She felt so good in his arms as he closed his eyes, and for the first time in years, he wished for things he could never have, like Lena.

* * * *

She awoke aroused and completely aware of the large, warm hand that cupped her breast. The big, muscular body she was wedged against, and ultimately the hard cock at her lower back, were what truly awoke her senses. He stayed with me and held me the entire time.

Lena tried not to shift, and in trying to be still, Bryant adjusted his body behind her.

She had to stop the moan that nearly escaped her mouth. He was such a sexy man, and his personality and take-control attitude completely made her putty in his hands. She felt her nipples harden and apparently so did Bryant.

He gently rubbed his thumb along her breast while still cupping it under her tank top.

“Comfortable?” she whispered in such a sexy, deep, voice it shocked her.

“Quite,” he replied, squeezing her breast gently and making her other breast jealous for his touch.

She moved again, adjusting her hips as her pussy felt damp.

“Quit squirming, Detroit. I haven’t been this close to a woman in years,” he admitted, and she felt the tightness in her chest and her belly quiver. Slowly she rolled toward him, and he adjusted his hold on her. He wedged his thigh between her thighs and hip as he lay halfway over her. Bryant cupped her face between his hands and looked at her bruise.

“We should ice this.”

“Okay, later,” she whispered, and he stared at her lips. Her breathing became shallow rather instantly, and she wondered why he hadn’t kissed her yet. He did have her breast in his hand and now his cock lay hard against her belly.

“How old are you?” he asked her, and it surprised her as she squinted her eyes.

“Why?”

“’Cause you look so young, yet you have the body of a porn star.”

She chuckled and he adjusted his body over hers.

“What’s so funny?”

“A porn star, huh? Is that the best line you’ve got? How old are you?”