Her Mysterious Protector (Her Protector Alpha Male Military Romance Book 1) (2 page)

"I'm only strange in the best possible way," he took hold of her in a real-man way, for in his midst, she feel like a total woman through and through, beautiful and confident and so attractive. At that moment, he was such a man and she was such a woman. "You in the medical industry?" Rory murmured against her lips, his mouth so hot and inviting.

"Is that code for something?" Dana joked nervously, her boldness momentarily overwhelming. "Like are you asking if I am a professional practitioner?"

He laughed. "Okay you're funny. And you know what happens to funny girls?"

"No, what?" she asked.

Without further warning, Rory dipped down and had Dana over his shoulder in an easy move. "They get thoroughly fucked."

"Rory," she said casually as she was draped across his upper body.

"Yes Dana."

"Thanks for picking up my other shoe."

"There is no "other shoe." You have one shoe. I got dibs on its mate. Dana?"

"Yes Rory."

"What floor?"

"Third." No sooner had she answered, Rory began climbing the stairs. "Um, Big Dog we have elevators."

"I thought I would show you mercy and work off some steam before I give it to you good."

Dana raised her head with surprise. She was completely turned on. "Oh my gosh…you're killing me. I hate being patient." She felt his powerful hand slide up the back of her bare thighs, up, up, in between, and his powerful fingers slip inside the wet entrance of her body. She was slippery wet and his hard fingers gave her pressure and touch she was aching for. She gasped.

"You like that?" he asked her. Liked it? She loved it. Her moan echoed throughout the apartment building stair well. Rory chuckled but pushed his fingers more deeply into her, filling her. Dana was so aware that her pussy was really not that far from his face and she had the strong urge just to swing a leg around so she was straddling his mouth. She was aching so bad, throbbing with the need to come. Dana's next moan was more like a shriek "Shh," he laughed. He stroked her ass. "Better be careful. Your neighbors will hear you and you'll get a rep."

"I already got a rep," she said breathlessly. "And that's why it's pretty safe no one will think it's me." Rory stopped in his tracks. "Why did you stop?"

He set her down and smiled at her as though he totally adored her. "Because we are on the third floor." He put his hands back between legs and devoured her with a kiss. Slowly. He slid the neckline of her dress apart and she was exposed. She could feel the breeze and the sun on her naked breast. He was as surprised as she was. "You're not wearing a bra?'

"Well I wasn't planning for anyone to see me," she replied bashfully.

He grinned. "A bra takes planning?" Dana had nothing to say. "I'm not complaining, beautiful. Let's get you inside."

"I was about to say the same thing to you."

Of all the times for Dana's key not to work immediately; she jimmied and jiggled it. Rory put a calm, huge hand over hers and together they unlocked the door. Dana took a couple of steps inside the apartment when she was hoisted at the waist, off her feet, harnessed to his hip by the steel strength of his giant forearm. He walked them over to the couch.

She giggled. "I do have legs, Marine."

"Believe me, I noticed." His mouth was in her hair and the vibration of his voice was erotic on her skin. A surge of wetness ran through her and Dana felt that in that moment it wouldn't take much to send her soaring on a wild orgasm.

She turned around and met him, joined him at this mouth, put her arms around his massive upper body and they kissed like they knew each other. It was as though the two of them had been long in love and this was finally the end of their day where they could be together at last. She knew searched his body like she knew what she was looking for, ran the palms of her hands under the smooth thick fabric of his jersey cotton T-shirt to feel the rigid definition of his well-honed body. She traced his abs, felt his pecks, and ran her hands down the "wing" muscles on his back as he oh-so-delicately cupped her jaw to feed on her more deeply.

He played his hand through the strands of her hair which she wore naturally. She was a blond and could have gone lighter. Her gal pals said she would get more guys that way but Dana wore it unadulterated, let it maintain its dark honey tones, didn't dress it with sprays or gels. He played with it which made her smile against his lips. They were dancing slightly, their hips swaying in the heightening passion. The tips of his fingers traveled her spine in their own quest, slipped her blouse from her shoulder to very decisively taking hold of her breast. He left her mouth and put his searing tongue on her nipple, licking, sucking, and feasting. All semblance of delicacy had vanished and was replaced by a masterful, powerful approach and he was now taking from her what he knew he would find. And she gave it to him.

Dana hiked her leg up to his hip, arched her back and Rory took her cue. She climbed up, locked her legs around him and he walked down the hall to find the bedroom. He could walk, carry her, kiss her, squeeze her nipple and open the door at the same time. Dana was in serious lust with this guy.

Rory lowered them to the bed, just long enough to free himself from his pants before he entered her. "I couldn't wait," he said gruffly. "I have to have you now. I'll fuck you naked the next time."

"K." Dana replied as she slipped in and out of an erotic altered state thinking about how great his cock felt, how something about his touch was incredibly electric she had never experienced anything like it before. She had to release mewling cries for the sensation of the way his body fit hers and stuck the right places and how so unexpectedly – because without more work and equipment this did not happen – she was sure was going to come. And he knew it.

"Come for me beautiful."

Dana looked at him, half lidded, into his eyes and just trusted. It was coming as he moved like such a man inside her. He was an exquisite mixture of a bullish, warrior, masterful man who was already so sensitive to her thoughts, needs and as she looked into him, let him guide her to her first orgasm this way ever, saw his faith in her that she could do it, she exploded into a rocketing climax made so intensely sweet by the stroking of his hard thick cock.

She was over the moon elated that finally and for the first time ever she got off just because it was that good. Rory was still rammed into her, torturing her in her intense afterglow sensitivity, sustaining her most memorable climax ever. "You feel so good," he struggled to say. Dana was wild against him, torturing him back with the wanton flexing of her hips, working it this way and back. She had certainly gotten hers and it gave her bravery to give it back to him, unabashedly.

"Yeah Big Dog? Is it hot?"

"Yes," he said like her was begging.

"It is wet?"

"So very."

"Did if feel so tight when I came on you?"

"Oh God yes," he prayed.

"Come and get it Big Dog," she teased as she rocked her hips like the best thing in bed ever. Rory quickened his pace and Dana kept right up with him, working her thighs for added effect, building, building, until his body thundered all around her, his roar filled the room as he exploded. She did for him what he had done for her and it was so awesome. When he came back around from his moment of bliss they connected in sweet, succulent kisses, their bodies still joined and familiar. Rory broke apart from their kiss and just looked at her like he almost didn't know what to make of her.

Dana started to move out from under him. "Where are you going?" he asked.

"I just thought I'd…"

"Not go anywhere because I'm not done with you yet, sweetheart."

Dana could feel him get hard again. "Well I am not on a schedule or anything."

"You were really good back there. You always work without a net?" he smiled. She knew exactly what he was talking about.

She laughed. "Well honestly I usually am a prop artist."

"Toys?"

Dana blushed. She wanted to say props never got to be part of the show with her ex; she only worked solo with them. She had wanted to work them in to their sex life but he would not do it. It was a huge issue she didn't do for him what she had just done with Rory and part of the undoing of their relationship. "In the top drawer."

Rory reached over to her night stand while never losing contact with her. He pulled out toys still in their packages. "I'm guessing these are more effective if you actually open them." He held out a vibrator that was still wrapped as though it just came from the store.

Dana laughed again. "It's a long story." It probably wasn't the time to tell him that she had bought them to use with another man, right before he left her. "Need some scissors?"

Rory gripped the cardboard with his teeth and tore. "No."

"Hoorah."

"Got any batteries?"

"I thought you could just plug your cock into it – it's so electric."

Now Rory laughed, as he reached into the drawer again and found the batteries. The way he looked putting them into the vibrator made Dana think of what he might look like loading a gun. "I told you what happens to funny girls, didn't I?" he playfully warned.

"Am I done for?" Dana feigned distress. "Am I a goner?"

"I think beautiful," he stalked over her predaciously; his words were slow and silky, "that you are a comer. And I aim to find out. Spread your legs for me." Dana did as she was told and closed her eyes. He chuckled, whispered in her ear. "Are you bracing yourself?" She nodded with eyes still clenched.

She felt his tongue enter her ear. It was such a lascivious, delicious move and it catapulted her into the erotic dimension that he had placed her in before. The buzz of the vibrator just put her that much higher as she could only imagine the pleasure that was about to come.

"Rory?"

"Yes beautiful."

"It kinda sounds like a radio-operated plane."

She felt him touch her with the vibrator so effectively. The target could not have been hit more exactly than if she had done it herself. He was so good and it was working. She felt her hips rock against the toy to make the ultimate climb. She was already electrified from the first orgasm, the mixture of the pressure, vibration and him, it would just seconds before she exploded. "Oh gosh, Big Dog."

"Yes beautiful?"

"I'm going to. Right now."

"Yes?"

"Yes," she moaned.

Dana worked it just to make it come to her that much faster, it was now a primal need. Rory slipped his finger inside her to agitate her ecstasy until she could hold off no more. Dana swore she saw stars as she came apart on his touch. She rode the waves of a powerful, hard orgasm which he sustained with lazy strokes, allowing it to ebb from her body. She was about to take a deep cleansing breath and praise him when she felt his hot, sweet mouth on her clit, licking the moisture he caused her to make.

The heat from his tongue soothed and played the ultra-sensitivity caused by her climax. She was going to protest "not a third?" but he quickly took her past the point of no return. It was going to happen and just that fast. He worked his fingers and his hot, hard tongue on her until she was spasming on both in record time.

It was earth shattering. She was thoroughly awash with erotic bliss, her body crushing against itself in eternity's ultimate pleasure. She breathed hard as it rocked every cell in her being, traveling through her like a hedonistic specter. Slowly it rescinded from her, leaving her sated in a way she had never known she could be. She opened her eyes and he was over her, looking down at her like he was completely fascinated. She pushed his mighty shoulders back and mutely situated him to return the great favor.

Dana thought Rory had a stunning body. Her ex had a nice physique and it was a shame that once the sexual rift started between them, she never really got to enjoy his body or hers for that matter. This experience was completely liberating and Dana felt every bit complete and sure of herself as she could ever be. She was not practiced at the art of fellatio but she had so wanted to do it well that she'd read up on it and even watched a few videos online. Relishing the chance to show she did have some self-confidence, Dana began making love to Rory with everything she had. And loved every second of it.

She dragged her lips against skin that sheathed the muscled armor of his chest, traced the concave of definition of his six-pack abs with her tongue, while her hand found its place on his raging hard-on levering against his abdomen. He felt to so smooth, so soft and yet so incredibly rigid, she could not wait to put her mouth on him. And finally she did.

She gently swirled the tip of her tongue at the opening, making circles around the head, taking all of the member into her mouth that she worked with a fair amount of saliva, and drew tightly on him.

Once she'd had this great idea that she should heat her mouth with coffee before doing this and so for a while she was taking her ex out to coffee and propositioning him out in the parking lot. He refused every time, cruelly. For the longest time she was so ashamed, and spiritually broken. In one encounter Rory had changed all that. Dana wished she had a cup of coffee to test her idea, now.

Instead she just willed the walls of her mouth to be as hot as they could be as she kept them moist and tight around him. She dived down and rang her tongue on his great balls, looking him in the eye as she did until his eyes rolled back into his head. She worked him with hand and mouth until he was a mindlessly mass of humanity, rocking the ancient rhythm to the eternal pinnacle and Dana was taking him there. She felt the tell-tale shutter, followed by the announcement, "Oh beautiful I'm going to come."

Dana replied, mouth still full, "What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to come."

"In my mouth?" she teased. "Or all over my pretty little face?"

That did it. Rory spewed endlessly and Dana took it, swallowing it down until he ebbed. She did a once-around the head of his cock before letting him go from her mouth. She sat up triumphantly and smiled. Rory laughed heartily. "Oh beautiful,
that
was beautiful."