Emily's Protectors (The Protectors 2)

“That’s a lot of food for just one guy, Cooper.”

He wanted to gag at the false seduction in her voice. She just sounded nasal and gross like she had a cock shoved down there. Probably not far from the truth there Coop, he thought evilly.

“For me, Dane, and our girl,” he said walking past her.

“Our?” She tried to sound outraged, but he just kept walking. Seeing Dane and Emily making out in the front seat like a couple of randy teens had him laughing. Opening the back door of the truck, he put the food on the floor board. Seeing Cherise watching the scene play out before her, he decided to really fuck with her.

Climbing in the front, he pulled Emily’s face from Dane’s and devoured her mouth. The way she made the switch from Dane’s light teasing to him dominating her mouth humbled him. She melted against him, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her chest to his. Sweeping his tongue into her mouth and searching out every crevice, he nipped at her, sucking her tongue back into his in a long pull. Following hers back again, he played with her before slowly pulling away. Licking his lips to get every last taste of her he could, he smiled at the dazed look on her face.

“Who is she?” Emily asked shocking the hell out of him.

“What?” He tried to play it off.

Looking over her shoulder, she pointed a finger right at a very pissed off looking Cherise. “Her.”

“My old neighbor. She’s been hitting on me since we met. Saw she was watching and wanted to fuck with her,” he explained shrugging it off.

“Cooper?” she said grabbing his shirt front and getting right in his face. “Next time you want to fuck with a girl, make sure it’s me.”

He was too stunned at her demand to even reprimand her for swearing, let alone do more than nod in agreement. Looking to Dane, he saw that he was every bit as shocked as he was by her outburst. “Was that jealousy I heard?” He teased, trying to cover his shock.

“Would you like me to use either of you to make a point with another man?” she asked plainly, pissing them both off in the process.

“Don’t even fucking think about it, baby girl.” Dane growled low in his throat.

“Point made,” she said proudly.

“Fuck,” he said hoarsely. “Don’t think your ass is out of trouble for swearing, either, baby girl.” He tried to scold her but was kind of proud that she was opening up enough to put them both in their place.

“Fine.” She pouted, sticking her bottom lip out and everything. Made him want to bite her, hard. Leave his mark so everyone knew she belonged to them.

Pulling away, he looked in the rear-view mirror and watched as Cherise threw a fit. She was screaming every four-letter word she could come up with at him and trying to find something to throw at the truck. Even had a restaurant worker come out and try escort her away from the building so as not to disturb other customers.

Emily was so wound up from her impromptu make out session with Dane and then Coop that she had a hard time sitting still all the way home. She was rubbing her thighs together in the hopes that it would stop the throbbing of her clit. Her heartbeat was so intense she could feel it right down to her core.

She kept glancing at them both from the corners of her eyes but she was afraid they knew, and really, she was a wiggle worm so why wouldn’t they. When they pulled up to the house, she watched as they silently communicated through eye twitches and intense staring until finally, Dane opened his door and as she was about to climb out he tossed her over his shoulder, fireman style.

“Dane!” She squealed out. This is becoming a pattern, but man look at that tush. Giggling at her thoughts, she decided to cop a feel and give him a taste of his own medicine. Rubbing her hands down his muscular back, she kneaded them as she went downward, tracing the muscles that were so defined and bulging as he walked. Getting to his very delectable ass, she gave it a good hard squeeze with both hands. Smiling at his murmured “baby girl”, he slapped first one of her ass cheeks then the other before biting one side, rendering her speechless.

A hand in her hair giving a sharp tug had her stopping just as she was about to take a nibble from his own ass. Looking into Coop’s lust-filled eyes, she reached a hand out to him running it down his sculpted chest all the way to his very hard dick, making him hiss out in what sounded like a mix of pleasure and pain.

Pulling her hair tighter, he bent over to whisper in her ear “Your ass is mine tonight.” before walking up the steps to the house and opening the door for them. Dane didn’t pause in his stride as he went straight upstairs with her still over his shoulder. A twinge in her hip from him jogging up them had her squeezing his side with her nails.

“Baby?”

“Hip,” she whispered as he was about to toss her on the bed.

“Shit, sorry, baby girl.”

“S’okay.” She promised, looking up at him with hooded eyes as he slowly lowered her to the ground. There was nothing aside from an atomic bomb going off or the zombie apocalypse happening that would stop her from jumping his bones right then.

With a slight saunter in his steps and a smirk on his face, Dane whipped his shirt off over his head before bumping her body with his and walking her backwards so she fell on the bed when her knees hit it. Bending down, he slowly took off her black ballet flats then moved to running his hands smoothly up her legs to help her take off her dress by lifting it over her head. She was left in nothing but her white lace panties that, at this point, were completely useless because they were soaked to transparency with her arousal.

Pushing her back on the bed so she was lying flat, he ran his nose up her core, taking a deep breath of her scent. “I could drown in your aroma, baby girl,” he whispered against her, making her heart flutter and her pulse skyrocket.

As he was about to crawl up her body, she slipped out from under him and slid to her knees on the floor, looking way up and meeting his quizzical, yet, highly aroused eyes. She placed her hands on his thighs, slowly running them up until she met the top of his pants. Undoing his belt and hearing the clatter as it fell open, she slowly popped open the button. Gliding the zipper down made a harsh sound in the quiet room. Not taking her eyes off his dark blue orbs she pulled the sides apart, revealing his black cotton boxer-briefs.

His moan of approval as she rubbed one hand all around his very large and hard cock had her mouth watering for a taste of him. She rubbed her cheek up one side, purring in approval when she felt his hand grab hold of her silky hair, pulling it free of the ponytail she’d put it in earlier. Closing her eyes, she savored the dominance and power that was exuding from his body; the tight hold he had in her hair, the way he kept clenching and unclenching his other, the way little growls kept emanating from deep in his chest. She was ready to be conquered by them both. Until then, though, I’m going to enjoy being in control, she thought, careful not to let the idea reflect in her eyes.