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He steps in close and brushes the hair from my face. “I’m not going to let anything happen to you. From here on out, I’ll be working from here. If anybody did learn where you are, they’ll have to get through me to get to you and nobody gets through me.”
“Why are you doing this? Did Ashley’s death mean that much to you? You never even met her.”
“It started that way, yes. Then, I met you. You’re all that matters to me now,” he pins me against the counter and kisses me.
My heart flutters and I feel a painful need grow inside my belly. This amazing man wants me. I don’t know how that’s possible, but I can’t help but want him, too. He looks into my eyes and I know that they’re screaming for him to touch me.
He responds by slipping his hands under my shirt and cupping my breasts. My nipples harden under the weight of his thumbs and he rubs them, sending a shiver down my spine. Just when I think I can’t get any more excited, he leans down and takes a hard nipple between his lips. I throw my head back and gasp as his tongue flicks at the sensitive, pink flesh.
He squeezes my butt with both hands then tugs my sweats down to my ankles. Is this too much too soon? I don’t know if I’m ready to have him explore my most private places, but I don’t want him to stop either.
I spread my legs, allowing his hand to move between them. He picks me up and sets me on the cold tile breakfast bar then removes my shirt and takes a step back. He looks at me and says, “Beautiful,” then grabs my face and forces his tongue between my lips.
My pulse pounds in my head as he licks and kisses his way down my neck and across my breasts while his fingers probe the hot, wet space between my legs. He’s forceful, demanding that I submit to his passion and let the pleasure consume my senses.
He pulls me forward, places my legs over his shoulders, and kisses the mound that houses the fire he’s lit inside me. I know what’s coming, and I try to prepare myself for the moment that he puts his mouth between my legs. That was a foolish thought.
Nothing could have prepared me for the fireworks that went off in my brain when I felt his tongue against my clit. He licks and sucks every inch of my throbbing flesh as though he’s hungry for something only I can give.
The sounds of longing that escape my mouth are almost involuntary as the wings of a thousand butterflies start to flutter in my stomach. My muscles tense and my nerve endings dance as his mouth pushes all the buttons.
“Oh god!” I scream as my body convulses from the most pleasing waves of wanton pain consuming me. My legs are still shaking when he releases them from his hold and kisses me. I taste the salty, sweetness of my own juices on his lips. My hands tremble as I reach out into the waistband of his pants.
I’m sure he’s expecting some form of reciprocation for the pleasure he’s just given me, but he moves my hands away and kisses my forehead.
“I’ll be back in a few to start dinner,” he tells me and goes up the stairs. I’m still seated on the counter with my head spinning when I hear the shower start. This was all for me, I think and a smile forms across my face. I hop down and dress myself then open the refrigerator. Making dinner seems like the least that I can do.
* * *
After dinner,Chris sits beside me on the couch, and I lay my head on his shoulder. “We have to talk about a few things, little girl,” he tells me.
“Okay, are you ready to tell me why you were so worried this afternoon?”
“The guy that grabbed you got out on bail this morning, but that’s not the strange part. What’s odd is that he’s being represented by a lawyer he couldn’t possibly afford. Now, combine that with the fact that someone broke in and ransacked my place and it starts looking like all of the things are somehow connected to the night your friend was killed. I need you to describe the guys who you believe killed her. Are they the same ones who chased after you when you ran to the bar?”
“Well, like I said, they were older than the people at the party. Probably in their thirties. They wore jackets with the hoods up and it was dark inside, so it would be hard to say exactly what they looked like. Wait, there was one thing. One of them had a scar on his face. It was big and red like it hadn’t had time to fade.”
“That’s good. It’s a long shot but I can start searching hospital records for recent stabs to the face and arrest records for perps with large facial scars.”
“Do you think they’re going to find me?” I don’t know why I’m asking. I’m sure he’ll say no just to keep me from being scared.
“First, nobody but my sister and I know this place exists. Second, I will kill anyone who tries to hurt you. Clear?”
His words create a heat inside me that rises from my core, and without another word, I climb onto his lap and kiss him. He grabs my ass and squeezes, pressing me firmly against the bulge in his pants. I want him to strip me down and make me his, but I’ve been so protective of my body until now that I haven’t the slightest clue what that might be like.
What I do know is that I’ve been driving him crazy with desire and he’s kept himself uncomfortably restrained. He deserves to be satisfied, and I want him to be my first.
My timid fingers tug at the buttons on his shirt. I need to see the chest that has acted as my pillow and makes me feel so safe. I struggle for a moment then he pulls my shaking hands aside and does it himself.
Seeing his broad chest and rippling muscles gets my juices flowing. I touch his bare skin and my pulse quickens as I trace the tattoos on his left shoulder and back. There’s a beast inside him, and I want it to awaken and consume me.
He removes my shirt and grabs my breast in his big hands. I arch my back as he rubs me against his enormous cock. Things are heating up quickly and as much as I want him, I feel like I have to come clean with him first. I slide back to his knees and look into his eyes. I see the confusion on his face, so I just blurt it out.
“Chris, I’m a virgin,” I say and see his expression soften.
He runs his fingers through my hair and says, “Are you telling me you want to stay that way?”
“No, that’s not what I mean. I want to be with you. I just don’t want you to be disappointed,” I explain.
