Page 19 of Protective Phlox

“Does it matter?” I shook my head. “It’s my home office.” I sat up so he could push the robe off my shoulders. The sleep shirt was next, tossed somewhere behind him. I inhaled a sharp breath as he suddenly grabbed my face. “You make me insane. Do you know that?” I didn’t answer as he attacked my mouth with force. My lips would be swollen when he was done, but I melted into his aggressive touch. “Fuck,” he growled, breaking the kiss and standing up.

I couldn’t tear my eyes away as he hooked his thumbs into his black sweatpants and pushed them down. The three rings seemed to glint in the shadows as a promise and a threat of what they were going to do to me. My climax was already building, even without his touch. Just the thought of being rubbed in all the right places as his thick cock filled me was enough. Staring at him, I wiggled on the couch.

“Take the shorts off. I’m not fucking you with my sister’s clothes on,” he said, and I smirked, lifting my hips and pushing them off. I tossed them aside to join the other discarded clothing. “Good girl. Now spread your legs wide and show me that pussy,” he ordered, his hand stroking his hard cock with its glistening tip.

I would need to go to confession after tonight…no, scrap that. I’d probably be hit with lightning for walking into a church, but right now, none of it mattered other than him.

NATHANIEL

“Touch yourself. I want to watch you come.” There was zero hesitation. Savannah spread the lips of her pussy open, and the head of my cock almost exploded as she stuck two fingers inside of herself. Fuck she was a sight. Drawn to her, I kneeled on the couch between her legs. She made this sexy little moaning sound that had my balls pulling up tight. I was already losing the battle and wasn’t going to last. Her hips bucked, and she wiggled, her pussy teasing me as I got closer. Grabbing her hand, I pulled it out of the way only to replace her fingers with my tongue.

I grabbed the soft globes of her ass and pulled her into my mouth so she could grind on my face. Her arousal was pushing me to my breaking point. She did this to me. She infected my brain and made me lose all ability to think straight. I wanted her to come before I lost control. My cock was so hard that the touches of cool leather against it were teasing me and driving me higher. I swirled my tongue around her clit and then plunged deeper into her.

“Yes, oh Nathan, right there,” she whimpered quietly. “Yes.” She gripped the couch and swore as she came, but I knew she could do better than that.

I licked harder, loving the twitches and jerks. With a growl, I tugged on her, and she slid closer to me.

“Naughty girl, did I tell you that you could come?” Savannah’s pleasure-filled eyes looked up at me as I hovered over her body. “Maybe I should leave you like this and not give you what you really want.”

She shook her head and tried to grab my cock, but I was faster and pinned her hands. I wouldn’t have been able to hold back even if I wanted to, but the annoyed and lust-filled look was what I was after. She didn’t disappoint.

“Don’t you dare,” she said and pushed her hips up, her pussy rubbing against my cock. There was no controlling the wave of need and the shudder that followed throughout my body.

“Then you don’t come until I tell you that you can.” She glared and wiggled. “You want to be a good girl, right?” She didn’t move, the muscle in her jaw twitching. Savannah was holding herself back, a wall in place between us, and she could keep it, except when we were like this.

With all the willpower I possessed, I started to get up, and my bluff worked.

“Yes. Yes, I want to be your good girl,” she blurted and gripped my shoulders. “Please don’t go.”

I slid a hand down her stomach and teased her clit, her eyes glazing over. “You don’t touch this pussy without my permission. You don’t come unless I tell you, and if you’ve touched yourself without me, there will be consequences. This pussy is mine. Say it.” I rubbed faster, and she gasped, the pulse jumping in the side of her neck.

“It’s yours. My pussy is yours.”

“Good girl,” I praised her. “So, what do you do when it gets wet and needy?”

She licked her lips. “I find the nearest guard to service me.” Her lip twitched as she teased me, but all I saw was a massacre of my men. Savannah grabbed my face, her expression growing serious. “I’m joking. I come to find you and only you.”

I wrapped my hand around her throat and growled at her like I was an animal. “Never joke about other men, I will kill them, and I don’t give a fuck who they are. They lay a single finger on you in a way I don’t like, and there will be nothing left for anyone to identify,” I said, pushing the tip of my cock into her. We moaned and shivered at the same time as my piercings sent intense pleasure straight down my cock. “Do you understand?” Her eyes darkened, but not with anger. She was turned on, and I tightened my hand a little more. “Do you understand, Savannah? You’re mine. You’ve always been mine.”

“I’m yours,” she said, and the murder spree dancing behind my eyes disappeared.

“Good girl,” I said and thrust into her.

She tried to scream, but my hand was constricting her airway, so I swore for both of us. There was nothing like this feeling. No one had ever come close before her or after our time together. It was like she’d been made just for me. I gave another push, and the last few inches of my cock sank into her.

Savannah’s back arched off the couch, but I held her firm with my hand as I tried to get control of myself. My cock flexed inside of her, and she moaned, the sound vibrating along my arm. The battle I was fighting was quickly coming to an end. I stared down at her and loved how her long lashes fluttered as she bit her lip. The look on Savannah’s face was as much of a drug as the rest of her.

“Fuck you’re perfect, so damn beautiful,” I said as a glassiness filled her eyes. I released some of the pressure on my hand, and she sucked in a deep breath. I let her take a couple more breaths before tightening my fingers around her delicate throat and gripping the back of the couch with my other hand.

The second I started to move, my body shook with the need to release. Savannah’s eyes closed, and I growled at her.

“Look at me, and don’t look away. I want you to look into my eyes when you come undone and know that I’m the one who made you lose control.”

With each thrust, I pushed faster and deeper than before. A soft sheen formed on Savannah’s skin, and I gave her just enough air to keep her on the edge of euphoria and passing out. She didn’t fight me, and there was no fear in her eyes as I edged her higher but kept her just this side of the release she was begging for.

“Please,” she whispered past her constricted airway.

My body flexed. That one word was so powerful. I loved that regardless of what was between us, she trusted me. The knowledge stroked my ego as her pussy stroked my cock.