Page 24 of Protecting my Zinnia

Zinnia's perfect lips fall open in surprise. Blinking slowly, she seems stunned. Then her eyes fall closed for a moment before she whispers. "Just because it's soon doesn't mean it's wrong." Her eyes snap open, staring at me strangely before she breathes, "I love you too."

"Thank God." Lifting her, I press her back against the wall while kissing her hard and deep. She's already moaning, her arms and legs wrapping around me like vines. "I was so scared you wouldn't forgive me, baby."

She smiles as I carry her to the bed. "Well, just know that I'll be keeping a close eye on you from now on."

"Good."

I adore the way she grins as I shift her around, removing her shirt, her tank top, her jeans. Laying her down, I kiss looping circles around her breasts, allowing her to relax into the moment.

Then I pull back, admiring her sexy body. Her sweet innocence radiates from the glow of her pale skin as she hooks a thumb into the side of her purple lace panties. "Maybe I should keep these on so I don't get cold," she teases.

I yank her panties off with a growl, tossing them aside as my hand cups her entire pussy. "You'll never be cold again, gorgeous. That goes double for in the bedroom."

Spreading her wide, I settle between her silky thighs. Alternating between my fingertips and tongue, I tease along every fold, every curve of her softest skin. I'm going to spend endless hours learning how to make Zinnia sigh louder, moan longer, twitch her hips up higher, her body too restless to stay still and enjoy the pleasure.

My hands grip her skin, holding her in place as my tongue ravishes her swollen clit, my other hand slipping a finger into her pussy that's already dripping. She's so tight, so wet, as her legs hook around my shoulders.

A long rattling sigh tells me that she's close. I groan, the taste of her sweet juices making my cock uncomfortably hard. Her beautiful blue eyes grow wide, then she clutches the sides of my hair, gasping and moaning as her entire body quivers.

I love this connection. The way she stares right at me as she comes. In this moment of utter surrender, she knows that I'll always be here to protect her. Body, mind, and soul.

As Zinnia grows still, I murmur against her slippery skin, "This hot, sexy pussy is mine, isn't it?"

She nods, then gives me a squeeze around the ears with her thighs. "And all of you is mine. Get up here."

I quickly peel off my clothes as she scrambles backward on the bed. "Damn." I rasp as I lie over her. "My future wife is a knockout."

Her eyes blaze as she realizes how serious I am. "I guess I knew this wasn't just a fling when you had me meet your mother."

Brushing her hair out of her eyes, I trail kisses along her brow bone. "This was serious from the second I met you, gorgeous. From the first time you let me kiss you."

My shaft is throbbing as I position it, nudging against her clit, then down, gently easing into her tight channel. I watch her eyes while feeling her slowly stretch around me.

Anytime her breath catches, I pause, waiting for her to settle before pressing deeper. She's already squeezing me so hard that it's a struggle not to thrust.

"Zinnia." My teeth scrape lightly along her throat, then I lick a path over to nibble her earlobe. "Do you like it when I fill up this tight pussy?"

Her mouth opens with a moan as I press deeper. "Yeah. You feel so good. Stop being so gentle with me, dammit."

She moans again, one hand smacking my ass, and the other digging her nails into the back of my shoulder. Her hips tilt up, begging me to slide deeper. So I do, with long, slow strokes gliding into her softness.

We moan together as I tap the end of her channel, and can't go any deeper.

I've never felt this close to someone. Didn't know it was possible. Yet now we're fused together in a way that nothing will ever tear us apart.

We belong together. Me and my sweet, precious flower, that I will protect forever.

13

ZINNIA

The look in Evan's eyes is stunning as his biceps tremble from the effort to move slowly and gently, his lust tempered by our incredible connection.

I'm already so comfortable with him, even as he makes my pulse race, the thickness of his huge cock touching every nerve and rubbing up against my clit with each stroke.

"You feel so perfect," he groans, clinging to me as if he never wants to let go.

I'll never want him to. But I'm also going to have to remind him that he's not the only one in control of my body.