Page 9 of Protector Next Door
“I think you’re going to make me come,” I whine against his mouth. He presses harder against my clit but slows his movements until he’s merely toying with it, sliding one finger back and forth. My forehead dips against his shoulder and I put my arms around hisneck.
“I want you to come on my cock,” he states slowly. It’s almost like he’s lodging a complaint against me. My brows knit it the center and a dry sob chokes through my chest. He keeps his finger moving back and forth on my exposed clit like it’s punishment for not telling him to put his dick in meimmediately.
My phone rings on the table but I ignore it. I barely even hearit.
But I feel Xander’s grip on me soften. He removes his hand from me and it hitsme.
I have put him in averydifficult position. And it’s not fair to him. What the hell is wrong with me? I got too caught up in themoment.
“I’m sorry,” I say, pulling away from him and standing to grab my phone. “I shouldn’t have…I shouldn’t have donethat.”
Xander’s eyes change. Soften. I feel like a sick little puppy who has had her favorite toy taken away. I inhale a ragged breath and feel my eyes sting at the corners. I can taste the sting of both victoryanddefeat on my lips. I grab my phone and clutch it to my chest as I pad toward my room. I turn around to watch Xander walking toward his side of the house as I bring my phone to myear.
“Hey Ramona,” I say, my words falling from my lips. But I’m not focused on her. I’m having an out-of-body moment. My eyes are affixed on him as he reaches out to grab the doorknob to his room all the way on the other side of the house. It’s a big house but right now it feels small, as if the walls are closing in on us. And he sends me one final look with a flash of his fierce, blue-emerald eyes, clenches his jaw, and disappears inside hisroom.
“Sammy, hello? You there?” I don’t know how long my eyes have been transfixed on Xander’s door or how long Ramona’s been trying to pull me back toreality.
“Hey, sorry.Hey.”
“So what the hell is goingon?”
I sigh and grab the door, sealing myself inside my room with my back against the door and my heartbeat throbbing through myears.
“Sorry,” I breathe. “I have a lot to catch you upon.”
