Page 12 of Protector
My control slips, and I unbuckle my belt. I needed it to be her. For the mysterious card to truly make my wildest fantasies come true, it could only be her. I merely stated my preferred kink was to watch, thinking of her even as I answered the questions.
Then my heart soared, and my balls pulled tight when I saw her. She’s an angel on that mattress, and the way she moves across the sheets has me biting my fist.
Her beautiful tits, displayed for me, cause a jerk in my hips. My other fist finds my steal dick in pants, and I hold tight afraid of letting go, afraid of moving. I stroke myself as she fucks herself with grapes. It’s too fucking much. So I simply stare.
The window is huge, but I wish she were closer. I wish her voice was on my skin.
Fuck, who am I kidding? I want my dick so deep inside her tiny pussy that her eyes will cross and she’ll forgets my name altogether. I want to give her bliss. Euphoria. Happiness.
I’ve been playing the long game, but in one night, after this one card slid under my door, things are escalating quickly.
I have to tell her.
Still, as I chant it in my head, my hips move in rhythm with her hand while I watch it disappear between her glistening legs. She loves this. Her soaking core drips with excitement, and she calls my fucking name. Each syllable is cocaine to my senses.
My heartrate spikes, and without my permission, my cock fucks my hand while I lean into the cool glass, watching her.
Long, blonde strands of her hair feather out around her. Her back arches, and the cold from the grape has her sweet pink nipples peaked to perfection. She’s a goddess, and I wish with all my strength that I were in that room worshiping at her altar.
All too soon, she comes, and I erupt all over the window.
It’s beautiful and special, and I decide right then that she has to know it was me. The grapes were from me. I want more than my name on her lips.
Cleaning up, I quickly dress then say goodnight to the guard as I pass. Luckily, he’s not someone I’ve worked with, so he doesn’t recognize me, but I have no doubt Ivy could easily pay for the resources to find my real name. Find out exactly who was watching. And I need her to know it was me.
That it’s always been me.
My blood pumps faster, and my heart feels as if it’s going to leave my chest altogether. I feel as if my skin is on fire, and yet I’m cold without her. Need consumes me while I rush from the random office building, a place I will never forgot, ironically enough.
As I’m hauling ass to get back to the other side of town, my phone rings. Hoping it’s her, I answer on speaker as I let up on my speed in case she’s still behind me.
“Where are you?” I ask, panting with need. But it’s another voice that greets me.
“I’m still at the arena. Hurry. There are a guys here threatening me, Harris.”
My teeth grind at the panic in Luna’s voice. It sounds as if she’s got herself in yet another self-made mess. Still, the sister of my heart will always have my protection.
“I’m a mile away. Send me a pin of your exact location. How many men? Are they armed?”
“What the fuck, dude? I don’t know. Like three but they said something about another guy waiting. What the hell is he waiting for, Harris? Like, I actually think they’re going to kill me if we don’t pay this time, and I’m so tired of asking my little sister, so just do me a favor and beat them up and take me home.”
My annoyance rises, but instead of taking it out on her, I take a deep breath.
“I’ve locked myself in the bathroom, and I’d really like to go home, now.”
The way she says it as if I’m a mere inconvenience to her, grates on my nerves all the more. This is the second time she’s call me, and the second time, I’ll be calling her sister, whether she likes it or not.
“On my way. Don’t move from that bathroom.”
I assume she’s still in Ivy’s dressing room and won’t be difficult to find.
“Right, like I’m going anywhere with those Neanderthals outside the door.”
I hang up on the ungrateful brat and quickly shoot a vague text to arena security.
Then I call Ivy to bother her with the very last thing I want to talk to her about at the moment.
“Harris? Hi. Um, is everything okay?”