Page 26 of Protecting Anna
With a start, Ryan realized he hadn’t been to his own apartment, to do more than grab clean clothes, in weeks. Almost every night had been spent together at Anna’s, and they had settled into a comfortable routine. Domesticity had never appealed to him, but somehow, he found himself enjoying every minute of it. Cooking meals together, folding laundry, and seeing her lace panties in with his boxer briefs, all of it felt so right. When Ryan thought of home, he no longer pictured his bachelor pad, he pictured this little house, with Anna and Samson.
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Samson bounded back into the kitchen, stopping at Ryan’s feet to wag his tail in delight at seeing one of his favorite humans. Anna smiled as she watched her sexy man crouch down to love on the scruffy dog. She tried to figure out exactly when she had started to think of Ryan as ‘her man’ but saying it—even just in her thoughts—felt good. A sense of peace drifted over her heart and for a brief moment she let herself imagine what life would be like without the specter of Tim hovering in the background of her mind. How it would feel to simply be with Ryan, be in this new life and embrace it without fear.Maybe he won’t try to find me…Just as soon as the thought crossed her mind, she shook her head to dismiss it. She’d have to be crazy to ever believe Tim would leave her alone, especially if he ever realized what she knew.
Taking a deep breath, Anna tried to force away her ugly memories, to focus again on the adorable scene in front of her. Samson was now laying on his back, with his tongue hanging out as Ryan rubbed his belly. Ryan was laughing softly, and Anna realized only a brief moment had passed with her lost in her thoughts.
Determined to bring back the seductive mood from their drive home, Anna slowly started to unbutton her soft denim shirt, revealing her tight white tank top. She pulled her tank top over her head, before Ryan realized what she was doing. When he glanced up, his eyes burned with instant desire at the sight of Anna standing there, wearing nothing but her jeans and a pale pink bra. Without a word, she started to unbutton her jeans, never losing connection with Ryan’s gaze. He slowly stood up and prowled over to her. Running his hands down her arms, his large hands covered her own where they hovered over the zipper of her jeans. The heat radiating off his body caused a shiver of arousal in Anna as he took over and swiftly undid her jeans and pulled them down. He crouched in front of her, lightly grazing the front of her legs with his fingers, softly but purposefully. He helped her step out of her jeans, then gently guided her back a step until she felt the edge of the kitchen counter behind her back.
The silence between them was electric. No words were necessary to convey Ryan’s intention when he lifted Anna up so she could sit on the edge of the counter. When he dropped to his knees and pressed a hot, open-mouthed kiss to the front of her damp panties, she gasped. Her chest thrust forward as her head dropped back and Ryan reached up to cup her lace covered breasts with his hands. Wanting him to move things along and find bare skin, Anna tried to reach down between her legs to pull her panties off, but he stopped her.
Ryan stood up between her legs, his erection straining against the fabric of his jeans. He pulled his shirt off over his head, revealing his tanned, muscular torso. The dance of his muscles sent a fresh wave of liquid heat straight to Anna’s core, and she squirmed where she sat, desperately searching for relief. He placed one hand on her hip, while the other reached up to undo her bra. Her breasts bounced free, and she shrugged off the straps, drinking in his intense gaze that burned her up from the inside out. When Ryan leaned down and captured one breast in his mouth, loving it with his tongue as his fingers gently squeezed the other nipple, Anna could no longer stay silent. Her breath came out in a moan at the sensations flooding her body. His denim clad erection pressed against her wet core, as he tempted and teased her breasts. She held his head tightly, her fingers knotted in his hair as her legs came up to wrap around his waist.
After what felt like an eternity of torment, Ryan lifted his hands up to cover hers, and gently untangled them from his hair. With a searing glance, and no warning at all, he reached down and took the edge of her panties in his hands before tearing them off.
She had to admit, this take-charge side of Ryan brought their love making to a new level of erotic passion. Despite his intensity, and the lack of romantic words, she felt safe and cherished in a seductive way that was earth shattering. It was all too easy to let go, allow him to take control and dominate her body with his attention.
Kneeling down once more, Ryan lifted her legs over his shoulders. He didn’t waste another second before diving into her wet mound with his mouth. His tongue worked her from top to bottom before he took her clit in his mouth and sucked gently. Anna’s gasps and moans seemed to fuel him on as he brought his fingers in to touch her, sliding in and out of her channel, gently at first, before speeding up into a frenzy.
Just when she was certain that she would never survive an orgasm of the magnitude she knew she was in for, Ryan slowed down his pace, bringing her back from the brink of release. She groaned in response, simultaneously welcoming the break in sensation, but also desperate to climb to the peak once more. He didn’t disappoint, when he curled his fingers around slightly, hitting a new angle inside of her molten core. In a heartbeat, she was flying high, keening, moaning, and eventually screaming his name as he latched on to her clit again, sucking as he teased her on the inside.
With one final cry, Anna let go, feeling her release wash over her like a tidal wave.
Several moments later Anna became aware of her surroundings, of the hot hulking man leaning on his side next to her. She could sense his fingers stroking her from hip to shoulder, and when she opened her eyes, she could see his lazy, satisfied grin.
“Damn, I’m good.”
The triumph in his cocky tone made her laugh. “Oh my god. No you’re not, you’re terrible. And amazing. And ridiculous. And incredible. And—”
Whatever else Anna was about to say was muffled by his mouth covering hers. She giggled into their kiss, wrapping her hands around his neck. With no warning at all, Ryan picked her up and carried her quickly up the stairs to her bedroom. He lay her down gently on the bed then climbed on beside her.
“You could have stopped at incredible, sweetheart,” Ryan said with a wink, as he held his muscular body over hers. His teasing expression turned serious as he stared down at her with such intensity Anna felt as if his eyes alone could set her on fire. “Because that’s what you are, incredible.”
“I need you, Ryan. I need to feel all of you.” Anna didn’t care how pleading she sounded, she was so consumed with desire and emotions that she was not ready to face.
Ryan didn’t waste a single moment, leaning down to cover her neck and breasts in soft kisses as his fingers danced around her core. He spread her moisture around, making her soft and slippery. Then he flipped onto his back, pulling Anna on top of him. She lifted herself up, sensually touching her body as he quickly rolled on a condom. She slid down on top of his rigid shaft with a groan. The stretching sensation of him filling her deepest channel completed her in a way she never realized she needed.
“Oh fuck, yes.”
Ryan’s voice was a low rumble as he slowly started to thrust his hips up. Anna quickly followed his rhythm, undulating her body to ride his cock. His large hands grabbed her hips, holding her so tightly she briefly wondered if he would leave a mark, before realizing she wanted him to. She wanted to be claimed by him in every possible way.
Anna leaned forward, letting her long hair fall around their faces like a curtain. She was aching to feel his lips sear her soul. With her hands on his chest, his muscles bunching beneath her touch, she nipped at his lower lip before he growled and caught her mouth in a kiss that stole her breath away.
“This is heaven, Anna. Absolute heaven.”
The wonder and passion behind Ryan’s words resounded in Anna’s heart. As he reached up to kiss her again, he moved them once more so that Anna’s back was pressed against the mattress. Their bodies were slick with sweat and arousal as they moved in that timeless dance of passion. He thrust in and out, hitting all the corners of her core. Slowly, but incessantly, she felt the tingle of an impending orgasm build up her spine.
Ryan groaned, and sped up his movements. Anna clutched his shoulders, wanting to fly over the edge with him.
“Don’t stop, Ryan… Yes! There… Oh god! Yes!” The last word came out as a scream, as Ryan roared his release and collapsed on top of her.
Hearts pounding in unison, they lay together, Ryan’s weight pressing Anna into the mattress. She let out a small sound of protest when he shifted off her to go and deal with the condom. He returned quickly, and lay back down on the bed, pulling her in to his side. She tangled her leg over on top of his, finding her favorite pillow on his chest. With a sleepy sigh, Anna quickly started to drift into sleep. The last thing she remembered before sleep took over was a soft kiss being pressed to her hair, and a nervously hopeful voice whispering quietly.
“I think I’m falling in love with you, Anna.”
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The next morning, after a fitful sleep, Ryan was awake way too early. Anna was wrapped around his body, her soft snores telling him that she was still fast asleep. He lay there in the silence, thinking about last night. He hadn’t planned to say those words, they had just slipped out. But he meant them—every word. Ryan struggled to decide if he was relieved that Anna was probably asleep by the time he said he was falling in love with her, and likely hadn’t heard, or disappointed that she hadn’t been awake to say it back to him. If she even would! Now that was a path he didn’t want to go down.What if she doesn’t feel the same way,he worried.No, he was pretty damn certain she was feeling just as strongly for him, as he was for her. The trust, the comfort, the passion between them. A person just couldn’t fake that.
