Page 20 of Fletch’s Protection

“Besides that,” she says with a teasing smile.

Fuck me. This girl already owns the rusty heart inside my chest. “This,” I rasp as I massage her feet, but my hand wanders up the inside of her thigh and rests possessively over the warm seam of her jeans. “And this.”

Her gaze flies to the second bedroom door then back to me. “We can’t.”

Oh I love a challenge. I scoop her up off the couch, but instead of the bedroom, I take her toward the front door.

“Where are you taking me?” Mari whispers.

“Not far. Got your phone so you can get an alert from Cassie’s monitor?”

Her mouth falls open. “How do you know about that?”

“I saw you checking it earlier.”

With a content sigh, she snuggles into my neck. “I’ve got my phone. And it’s okay if we don’t go far.”

I carry her to Cabin 2 and shove open the door. It’s dark and quiet and no more than a hundred feet from her sister, but the walls are thick wooden logs.

We don’t make it to the bedroom this time. Clothes hit the floor and I lift Mari to sit on the kitchen counter. When I shove her legs open with a hungry growl, she squeals at me.

“I gotta taste this beautiful pussy. I was in such a hurry to feel you around my cock earlier, I failed my job.”

“Oh god!” she breathes when I lick her clit, spreading her open with my thumbs.

That’s the last coherent sound as I eat and lick, and finger her right through her first orgasm. My cock strains inside my jeans to the point of pain.

When she comes down from the shaking orgasm, I rip my belt open. The zipper is loud in the quiet cabin. Her hands slide up my shoulders, holding onto me as I drag her to the counter edge.

“I need to be inside you,” I murmur against her mouth.

She’s breathless and has goosebumps all over her skin.

“Fuck, honey. That’s my girl. So soft and ready for me.”

“Fletch—” she whimpers, nails biting into my arms.

“That’s it. Relax. I’m gonna fuck you so good.”

Her head falls back, giving me access to her neck and the rise of her breasts as I thrust slowly in and pull back out until the crown of my cock catches.

God. I’m harder than I’ve ever been. When Mari’s ankles hook behind my hips, something inside of me loosen and I bite her neck, growling and the strokes become rough and hard.

She begs for more.

“You like me fucking you like an animal?”

“Yes, yes. It feels so dirty and so wrong.”

“Hold on, sweetheart. Your animal’s gonna make you come all over this cock.”

We fuck on the kitchen counter. The floor. And in the shower before she rings me dry and she melts into my arms.

There’s a dreamy smile on her face as I dress her in my T-shirt. The one she’s had on all afternoon.

We walk back to Cabin 1, hand in hand. As we clim the stairs, Mari asks, “Are you coming in?”

I drag her back until she’s locked tight against me. That ass pressing against my already-stirring cock. “Told you I was keeping you warm.”