Page 35 of Protector Unmatched

He walked to his jacket and reached into the pocket. The little packet he’d gotten on the way back was there. He pulled it out and looked at it. A three-pack of condoms. Not that he’d need them tonight, or rather this morning—it was close to five a.m.—because Daphne was asleep. Nevertheless, he took them with him when he silently entered the bedroom.

His eyes adjusted to the darkness in the room. Daphne lay underneath the covers, her clothes folded on a chair nearby. Surely, after what they’d done earlier, she wouldn’t mind if he slipped under the covers with her. Convinced of it, he placed the box of condoms on the bedside table and stripped down to his boxer briefs.

Pearce lifted the duvet and slid into bed. Daphne lay on her side, her back turned to him. He nudged closer and spooned her, realizing immediately that she wore nothing, not even her panties. He’d expected her to have helped herself to a T-shirt from the closet, but Daphne had opted to sleep in the nude. His body instantly reacted, his cock pumping full of blood, reminding him that he hadn’t had any relief earlier. Already now, his hard-on was straining against his boxer briefs.

“Pearce?”

Daphne’s sleepy voice jolted him. She stirred and turned toward him. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”

“Did you find something? Did you hack into the system?” she asked, all signs of sleepiness gone.

“I’m afraid I’ve run into a problem. The telephone company’s server is down for emergency maintenance. I can’t access it.”

“Crap!” she cursed.

“I know. But I’ve got a script running right now, and as soon as the server is up, it’ll ping me, and I’ll be able to get to work. So, I figured I’d sleep a couple of hours.” Though trying to sleep with a hard-on the size of the Empire State Building wouldn’t be easy.

“So there’s nothing we can do right now?” she asked.

“No, I’m sorry.”

“Okay, then maybe we’ll rest.” On her way to lie back down, she put her hand on his nape and dragged him with her, so he was covering her with his body.

“What are you doing?” he murmured at her lips, and used his elbows to keep his weight off her.

“Are you extremely tired?”

“Why’re you asking?”

She ran her hand to his waist, then slipped it underneath his boxer briefs to touch his bare skin. Then she did the same with her other hand.

“You know why I’m asking.” She caressed him and shoved his boxer briefs farther down. “I can feel how hard you are.”

“Can you?” He chuckled and ground his erection against her. He was enjoying the little teasing game they were playing.

“So, I was wondering what you were gonna do about it.” She sounded like a naughty kitten.

“I have a few ideas.”

“Such as?”

“I could take one of the condoms I brought and put it on…”

“You bought condoms? For me?”

“I figured it would make you more comfortable about sleeping with me. You know, me, a stranger.”

She pulled his face to her and kissed him softly on the lips. “You’re so thoughtful. Just for that, I give you free rein. So, tell me, how would you like to fuck me?”

A wave of heat shot through his center and made his heart pound in his chest. “Free rein?” He dipped his head to her neck and kissed her there, then worked his way up to her ear. “How about you lie on your side the same way you did when I got into bed? Just pretend you’re asleep.”

“Hmm. Promise you’ll take me hard.”

“If that’s what you want…” He lifted himself off her and turned to the nightstand. Within seconds, he’d shed his boxer briefs, sheathed himself with the condom, and was ready.

Daphne now lay on her side, her back to him. The moment she’d given him free rein, it had been the first and only thing that had come to his mind. Sliding into bed with a naked woman and plunging into her, knowing she would welcome him the moment she awoke from his first thrust, implied an intimacy reserved only for longtime lovers. He didn’t know why he craved this particular intimacy with Daphne, but he wanted this, needed this.

Silently, he slid back into bed and spooned her, lining up his groin with her ass. He stroked along her thigh, then lifted it just enough so he could align his cock with her pussy. He nudged forward a fraction, then a little more, feeling the moisture from her folds. She was ready for him. And he was ready for her.