Page 21 of Her Noble Protector
“Hush. I know I don’t have to, but I want to.”
“Show out then, baby.”
I turned the shower off and let her have her way with me. She held my length in her hands and wrapped her lips around my tip.She did a double hand motion while she sucked as much of my length into her mouth as she could.
“Shit.”
I placed my hand on the bathroom tile as she continued to do her magic. She had a powerful mouthpiece, and I wasn’t expecting it at all. Usually, women had one or the other, but Sunni had the two-for-one special.
“Mmm.” The vibrations of her moans were euphoric to my ears. It didn’t take long for the pleasure to build in my core. She’d stretched her throat enough for my full length and massaged my balls while she milked my dick of all my cum.
“Fuck, babe.”
“And now he’s calling me babe. Lord, if you don’t want me to walk tomorrow, please, just say that.”
We both shared a laugh before I helped her up onto her feet. We started the shower again. This time, we were both too spent to fool around anymore.
“I’m going to go talk to Mr. Stone.”
“About what?” Sunni’s gaze met mine as she slid into a pair of panties and a large graphic T-shirt.
“Us.”
She smiled. “Really?”
I nodded. “I need him to know things have changed drastically, and I can’t sit around twiddling my thumbs. I don’t want to wait for another attack. I want to locate and take care of everybody involved with putting you in danger.”
Sunni’s smile fell into a deep frown. “Noble.”
I shook my head. “Nah. I don’t want to hear any of your protests on the matter. This is the only way I know how to handle the situation to give us a peace of mind while we build a life together.”
Sunni let out a sound that I couldn’t quite describe. “You’re about to do all this and still haven’t asked me to be your girlfriend for real is kinda crazy.”
“I need to make it out of the first part of the plan before I try to make anything official. Can’t have you mourning me if I end up dead.”
Sunni’s smile fell into a deep frown again. “Why would you say that?”
“I can’t sugarcoat reality, baby. There are real dangers involved here. Death is the only thing I can guarantee, whether it’s mine for trying to protect you or theirs.”
“I don’t want to talk about this anymore.”
I nodded. “Okay. Get some rest. I’ll be back when I’m done with my meeting.”
“Whatever.”
Her attitude was palpable. She climbed into bed and rolled over so her back was to me. She had her phone in her hand and didn’t look my way again. It didn’t bother me, though. My lifestyle desensitized me to death. It was something unavoidable. It was the only thing that made sense. We lived and we died. What we did in the borrowed time we had was up to us.
The moon was high in the sky when I entered Stone Manor. I followed the familiar path to Mr. Stone’s office. I didn’t care to look at my surroundings. I had one thing on my mind.
“Thank you for seeing me this late into the night, Mr. Stone.”
He nodded as he shook my hand. “I assumed this was in relation to the job, so of course I made time for you. Would you like a drink?”
“No, thank you. I want to keep this short and simple.”
“Good with me.”
We took seats at his desk. I was used to the room being full of men. With just the two of us in the room, I could hear the deep ticking of the grandfather clock on the far-right wall. Had I not been confident in who I was as a man, the aged clock would have spooked me.
