Page 46 of Defended By Bam
Bama and several others were sitting around one of the poker tables. They didn’t seem to discuss very hush-hush topics out in the open, but I’d learned it was still best to not assume it was okay to butt in when they were deep in conversation.
But as I started to make my way to the bar, a whistle startled me. Turning, Bama held his arm out, waving me over. Glenda gave me a playful shove, so I walked over to the table.
Bama wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me close. “You hungry?”
All eyes were on me, including Leigh’s who joined them at the table. Nervously, I smiled at them and said, “Hey. Um, yeah. We were going to grab a bite.”
“We’re about done here. You wanna grab something else?” he asked.
In truth, I wanted to hang out with Glenda a while longer, but a little afternoon delight sounded fun and Sofie was at school. But I knew a way we could save a little time. “I was gonna eat with her. But maybe you can help me with something while we wait on the food. I was gonna order wings.”
Bama stood up. “Is something wrong?”
Rogers and Hammer stared me down, waiting on my reply. I’d gotten very comfortable with Bama, but I wasn’t nearly as open as the bunnies, so I didn’t know how to respond. Heat crept up my neck and my mouth went dry.
Bama’s brow furrowed and he rubbed my back. “Guys, I’ll catch up in a bit.”
He started to guide me to the door, but I stopped, tugging his arm. “I need to order my food and tell Glenda what I’m doing.”
“Hey Glenda. Order her some wings, hot and swimming,” he yelled across the room. “We’ll be back shortly.”
She gave him a salute, so he pulled me out of the room. Once in the hallway, he turned me and looked around before he asked, “What’s wrong?”
Feeling silly for being so prudish, I shrugged with a grin, pressing my hand to his chest. “Nothing’s wrong. I thought maybe you could help me with this itch I needed scratched, and I know a place with plenty of empty rooms and beds.”
His hard lips turned into a smirk. Pulling me closer, he threaded his hands into my hair and tugged my head back. “Is that right?”
Leaning on my tiptoes, ran my hands over his shoulders and pulled his neck down, nipping at his bottom lip. He reached under me, lifting me off the floor with a yelp. I hiked my legs around his waist, holding on as he carried me down the hall.
He hit the button for the elevator, and it opened quickly, perks of not having a full house. Once inside, he hit a button for the third floor then pressed me to the wall, thrusting his hips and rubbing my clit through my shorts.
“Is my girl needy today?” he asked, still rubbing himself against me in the place I needed the most.
“Maybe. Is that alright?” I panted, rocking my hips with him.
He brushed his lips over mine, the slight touch heating my skin but not enough. “I’ll always take care of you, Linny. Whatever you need.”
My head swam as his lips covered mine and his tongue swept inside my mouth. The elevator chimed and the doors parted so he walked us out then down the hall.
He went straight to a room like he knew where he was going but I didn’t question it. Once inside, he kicked the door closed and rushed to the bed, dropping me as he pulled his cut off, laying it in the chair in the corner of the room before he yanked his t-shirt over his head.
As I watched, I kicked my shoes off and started peeling off my own clothes. He was so ripped with several dark tattoos covering his chest and arms. Standing in his jeans shirtless with that heated look in his eye should be on a calendar or something. It would sell millions.
My mouth watered at the sight of him and as he came closer, I unhooked my bra, letting it fall from my arms and he cupped my breast, rubbing his thumbs over my nipples. Little shocks shot to my core, and I stood on my knees at the edge of the bed, pulling his mouth down to mine.
As he plundered my mouth with his tongue, I worked his belt and button to his jeans. He tried to push me back onto the bed, but instead, I grabbed his sides and pushed him onto the mattress.
The edge of his lips turned up, his eyes watching me curiously. Sliding off the bed, I hooked my hands behind his knees and jerked him to the edge, not bothering to try to pull his pants down.
Instead, I leaned down, pulling his underwear out of my way and freeing his hard cock. He let out a low hum as I gripped his shaft, giving it a few strokes before my tongue darted over over the tip, tasting his earthy pre-cum.
“Linny,” he moaned as I wrapped my lips over the head and lowered as far as I could. Him moaning my name sent me into a frenzy.
Bobbing up and down, I ran my tongue over the length of him as I sucked. I worked until I found the perfect position to take him all down, his head hitting the back of my throat.
“Fuck, Linny,” he growled as he gripped my hair.
His words and moans only made me want to do it more. He made me feel so good all the time, I wanted him to feel just as good. Gently gripping his balls, I took a deep breath through my nose and lowered my mouth until my lips were at the base of his cock.
