Page 18 of Falling for Her Protector

“Are you sure? I can wait if you’re not ready, just say the word,” I offer but she shakes her head and I tug my briefs down off my hips, finally feeling the freedom from the fabric. She pulls a breath in through her teeth and I can feel her eyes narrow in on me below the waist. I can’t stop the smile that starts to curl on my lips, knowing she’s watching as I roll the rubber over my throbbing hardness.

“This might be a little quicker than normal, sweetheart. You’ve got me all kinds of worked up right now,” I grin as I climb between her knees.

My cock is heavy in my hand as I guide it towards her wet and waiting entrance. Now that I’m so close, and her sweet pink center is in my sight, I can’t hold back any longer. I thrust forward, filling her in one fluid motion.

“Fuuuck,” a deep groan vibrates from my chest as her tight walls clench around me. How is she so fucking tight? I move, slowly pulling back and filling her again, letting her growing wetness coat every inch of me. Her eyes are shut tight and her plump pink lips form a perfect ‘O’, giving me a whole new image to play with as I continue to thrust into her, already thoroughly enjoying the vision of her generous tits bouncing.

“How does it feel? Does it feel good like that, baby?” I ask.

“Yes...yes...” her breathy whisper turns me into a fucking animal. I slam into her, deep and hard. “Oh my God!” she cries out in response as her walls tighten.

“Gahhh,” I groan out roughly as I let go, unable to hold back any longer. She feels like fucking perfection as her body quivers under mine before I finally collapse completely, letting our sweaty bodies melt together.

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I peel my eyelids open, unsure of the time. It has to be late morning; it’s so fucking bright in here. I don’t know how Vanessa can sleep on a regular basis with this sun shining through the blinds.

Her soft curves are still tucked tightly against my ribs and it feels fantastic waking up beside her. The blanket is pulled up tight under her chin, but underneath I know she’s completely bare. Just thinking about touching her again is already wreaking havoc on my manhood as I feel myself stiffen under the covers.

I decide to slip out of bed to head for the bathroom. Somehow, I manage to get my arm out from under her without waking her or pulling her hair. I grab my boxer briefs from the floor and pull them up my legs. I drag my tired ass into the bathroom and lift the lid, taking a much-needed piss. After washing my hands, I splash some cold water against my face and stare at my reflection.

I know it sounds completely fucking crazy, and super cliché, but something about being with Vanessa last night has changed me. As I gaze at myself in the mirror, I know I’m not the same guy I was yesterday. I can’t actually see it, but I can feel it in the pit of my stomach. I quickly reach for a towel and dry my face before moving towards the kitchen in search of coffee.

Oh, shit.How did I not anticipate this?

Lacey is up, and in the kitchen, and she has a bright smile filling her face as she takes in my appearance. There’s no mistaking what happened here last night, especially as I walk into the kitchen bare chested in just my briefs.

“Good morning, big brother. What happened to off limits?” she lets out a soft laugh and I feel my eyes roll.

“Mornin’, Lace,” I drawl, choosing to ignore her question.

“Did you two even make it to dinner last night?” she grins, already knowing, and I shake my head in response. “Coffee?” she asks and I nod, watching her fill a mug before handing it to me.

“Thanks,” I reply. “What time did you get home?” I question. I didn't even hear her getting in.

“Around three,” she answers before taking a sip from her own oversized mug.

“Why the fuck are you awake?” I can’t help but ask. I’ve had my share of late nights and crawling into bed after three in the morning, and there is no way I’d be up with the sun with a fucking smile on my face. I’d sleep half the day away.

“Well, when I got in, I saw your bike outside and I knew something was up. Then, I came inside and saw you two asleep in the bed together, and I knew I had to catch you when you woke up. There was no way I was going to miss this,” she beams back, obviously enjoying her‘I told you so’moment.

“Next time you two really need to remember to close the door. Thankfully you had already passed out by the time I got home, because that’s something I really don’t want to walk in on while it’s going down,” she adds.

“Noted,” I tip my head as I lift my mug and take a sip of the strong coffee.

Hearing a small noise, I turn, seeing Vanessa emerge from her bedroom door. Her fingers move down through her slightly tangled hair and her eyes lift to meet mine. I can’t help but smile, seeing the loose sweatpants hanging off her hips and the tight cropped tank clinging perfectly to her curves. She offers me a soft smile as she steps close, and I wrap my arm around her back, pulling her into my side before touching my lips to her hair.

“Good morning,” her voice is small as she looks between me and Lacey.

“Itisa good morning, isn’t it?” Lacey’s eyes sparkle in response.

“I’m gonna get dressed,” I say, excusing myself from the room. I get the feeling that they need a little girl time, and I’m sure my phone is blowing up. I always go back to the clubhouse. I’m sure the guys are in a fucking panic.

After pulling on my jeans and t-shirt, I slip into the familiar comfort of my leather cut. I lift taller the second it touches my body. I’m proud to wear it and lead my men. Grabbing my phone off the dresser, I swipe the screen. What a fuckin’ shit show.

The first few messages are all similar:

*Where the fuck are you?

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