Page 29 of Protecting Bree
Lifting his head, Smiley looked down at the woman who’d become his entire world. If she asked him to quit the Navy and live on a commune with her and grow sunflowers, he’d say yes without any hesitation.
But his Bree wouldn’t ask that of him. He knew without a doubt. She’d rather cut off her own hand than ask him to do anything he didn’t want to do.
She smiled up at him. “That was amazing,” she said softly.
“You think we’re done?” Smiley blurted.
“Um…yes? You came.”
“Butyoudidn’t. If you think I’m the kind of man whoclimbs on his woman, pumps a few times, and rolls off, you’re very wrong.”
She looked bemused, which pissed Smiley off. It was obvious she’d been with selfish assholes in bed who didn’t think about anything but their own pleasure. She was about to discover for herself that wasn’t who he was. That her sex life had taken a turn for the better. Starting now.
“Don’t move,” he ordered, as he carefully got to his knees, pulling her hips until her ass was on his lap, making sure he didn’t slip out of her body as he did so.
“Smiley…” she began hesitatingly.
“We aren’t done. Not even close,” he warned her. “Get ready to have your world rocked, sweetheart.”
He heard her indrawn breath as he put his hands under her shoulder blades, forcing her to arch her back as he leaned over her.
Bree inhaled deeply as Smiley’s lips closed around one of her nipples. How was he this flexible? How wasshe? She could still feel Smiley’s cock twitching inside her body as he leaned over her…then she couldn’t think aboutanythingbut how good his lips felt around her extremely sensitive nipple. They’d always been that way, but until now, none of her lovers have ever paid much attention to her chest. Preferring to get straight between her legs.
She’d honestly thought Smiley was done after he came. That’s how it had always been in the past. But it seemed that she’d once again read him wrong. He wasn’t done. Not even close.
Arching her back even more, Bree moaned as he usedhis teeth to bite down a little on her nipple. Sparks flew from her chest to between her legs. Making her shake in his arms.
“Squirm for me, Bree,” he murmured against her heated skin, before he bit her once more.
She couldn’t think. What he was doing to her was…it was turning her inside out. “Smiley!” she moaned.
She felt him smile against her skin, which was a huge turn-on.
He held her with such authority. Bree felt herself relax, giving him full control.
“That’s it,” he murmured, obviously feeling her acquiesce.
It wasn’t until that moment that Bree realized with every other sexual encounter she’d had, which really wasn’t all that many, she’d held back. Gone through the motions. Let the man think he was the best she’d ever had to avoid hurt feelings. But she could honestly say that Smileywasthe best. He outshone everyone else. He was making her feel things she’d never felt before.
He lifted his head and held her off the mattress as he stared down at her. His arm muscles bulged, and he had a naughty little smirk on his face. Her pussy spasmed.
“Fuck, that feels amazing. Time for more of that.” He lowered her back down to the mattress then put his hands on her thighs, pushing her legs apart.
Bree felt exposed. Vulnerable. But safe. With Smiley, she was always safe.
“You have no idea how erotic this is. My cock buried deep inside your pussy, my come leaking out, your lips stretched wide to accept me.”
Bree felt herself blushing. “Smiley,” she protested. “Less talk, more action.”
He chuckled, and she could feel it deep inside her body.
“Yes, ma’am,” he growled.
But instead of fucking her, he pressed down on one thigh with his hand and brought his other between her legs.
Bree jolted almost violently when he strummed her clit.
“Oh yeah, you’re sensitive,” he murmured, his gaze glued to where they were joined.
