Page 7 of Protecting Her

“Are you sure you want this, Ember?” My name on his lips was an aphrodisiac, and I wanted to hear him say it again. But he’d asked me a question.

“You’re, you know, touching me, Kevin. Do you think I’d let you do that if I wasn’t sure?” I was surprised I could put that many words together in a sentence, but proud that I had managed it.

“No, I mean are you sure you want me to make you come?” His fingers didn’t stop the slow stroke on my clit. They increased the pressure slightly, and I forgot to breathe. “Ember? Are you sure you want me to fuck you? Because that’s how this is going to end, and I need to know that now. I need to know you’re going to let me inside of you.”

“Yes. Please. I want…” I looked up at him, my hips now moved to the rhythm of his fingers and my fingers were clutched into his shoulder blades. He had a wide, muscular chest and his back was just as broad. The silky skin there invited fingernails, long ones, to dig in.

“You want what, Ember?” he demanded, and I opened the eyes I’d only just shut.

“I want you to make me come. I want you to fuck me, Kevin. I want you to make me yours.” I breathed the last words against his lips, he was that close. I flicked a tongue out to tempt him closer, and he closed his mouth over mine.

His fingers still worked at me, and I was close, so close. One of my hands moved down to his arm, to grasp at the ropes of muscle there, to guide him, to beg him not to stop. And he didn’t; he kept up the slick flick of his finger over that delicious spot until I felt my hips go tight and my back began to arch, so close... just a little more.

The world turned to black as his hand moved over me, an intimate touch of a stranger who knew exactly what I needed. I felt the heat spread through me, up into my abdomen, a heat that turned into pleasure as my brain exploded, and my muscles convulsed. My heels dug into the couch, my thighs clamped around him, and my hips twisted as I felt the relief of release.

I didn’t breathe, I just felt as the waves continued, until I thought I’d die from it all. This was the single most exquisite moment of my life. Then it all started over again and harsh noise tore from my throat.

“That’s it, Ember. Take what you deserve.” His lips traced down my neck and I gulped for air, my eyes open but unseeing. All I was in that moment was pleasure, and I could hear the satisfaction in his voice. “I so want to fuck you.”

That set me off again and my short fingernails dug into his arm, and I realized only then that I still clutched at it. I felt the thud of my pulse in my head, in my neck, but didn’t care if my heart gave out right then. This was perfection. Heat made my skin slick, and I wanted water, but I didn’t want this to stop.

What else could this man give me?

When the waves began to ebb slightly, he pulled away, stood, and picked me up from the couch. In strong arms, I wrapped my own around his neck, and he kissed me as he carried me to the bed. He was naked, somehow his shoes were gone, and he was completely bare.

“Condom?” I asked, my tongue clumsy and untrustworthy, but it managed that word.

“Here.” His hand tightened around my thigh, and I felt the foil packet.

“Good.” I’d had birth control pills when we came here, but I was almost out. I didn’t even know how to get something like that here. I needed to go home, but not yet. Not until he’d lit me up one more time.

He laid me on the bed, and I sprawled out to take him in my arms. My thighs fell open without direction, and he came up between them.

I still hadn’t seen all of him, but I’d felt him, thick and hard between my thighs. I knew there was more than enough there to do the job. My hands ran up the ridges of his stomach muscles, over his ribs, and spread out over his chest as he leaned up to kiss me. He pulled away to put the condom on, and then he was back.

Need rose again as he moved down my body, his hands lingered in some spots, but brushed over others. Until he was there. I felt hot air that turned cool before it found my damp skin. Was he going to… “Fuck.”

I groaned the word as his tongue slid up my folds until he found that spot again. So many men didn’t have an idea where the clit was, but it was like Kevin had a homing beacon directing him right to it. I felt his tongue flat over it before his lips sucked and blew my mind.

I was on cloud nine and didn’t want to get off of it. My hands went over my face, to hide the world, because I couldn’t do anything else to smother my scream of delight. I heard this loud groan and then I felt my chest rumble as I responded in kind. Kevin obviously enjoyed what he had found between my thighs.

My hands tangled in his hair, and I rode his face until I’d burst into blackness all over again. That’s when he slid into me, when I was totally oblivious, and I’d reached the stars. He thrust into me, and I saw a look of pure delight on his face in the short moment when I blinked, just before I closed my eyes to concentrate on the sensation of his cock as it stretched me, filled me to touch every aching inch of me.

I wanted to ride him, but I’d take what he offered. We found the perfect pace, and when my hands found his hair and pulled his head back, he groaned my name.

I’d never heard anything more erotic.

“Follow me, come with me, Ember.”

That’s when something completely new happened. I felt myself explode, a convulsion of muscles that spasmed around him as he groaned my name all over again.

He continued to drive into me, until the moment when I gasped a breath at last. Then he fell beside me, tucked me into his body, and held me until I couldn’t stay awake anymore. I fell asleep in his arms, in the arms of a man unlike any I had ever known. Sexy, articulate, a little bit of a cheeky monkey at times I’d guessed, but more than that, he was one thing I’d never known in a man. Kind. Kevin was kind, and that was totally new to me.

Ember

Sunlight cut through the window and straight into the bedroom the next morning. I reached out, wondered if he’d stayed with me, but the bed was empty. I let out a sigh of disappointment, but also, of relief. No awkward morning-after conversation. I sprawled out beneath the luxury quality duvet and sighed.

What had I done to deserve this? I wondered how long I could stay. A pang of hunger reminded me he’d said I could stay as long as I wanted, could order anything I wanted from room service. I sighed again, happily, and turned the television on to a music channel as I decided to get out of bed and shower. An old song, Rock Me Gently by Andy Kim, started as I stepped into the water completely naked.