Stripped Defenseless

by Lia Slater

  Without another thought, he rammed the head of his cock inside her slick, tight walls. He looked into her eyes to see if he had hurt her. But there wasn’t anything but the dead, blandness of her colored contacts staring back at him. Nothing. She was nothing to him. Why would he worry what happened to her now or ever?

  “Don’t stop,” she whispered into the air between their lips.

  On her words, he drew out halfway and drove back in as far as he could. He felt the pain of her fingernails cutting into him. “Sorry,” he mumbled into her ear. “You okay?”

  “Yes,” she said too quickly and then bit into her bottom lip.

  “Really?” He chuckled. “Are you sure about that?”

  Her mouth turned up in a wicked grin, and her cute little nose crinkled. Kade nearly lost his breath at the sight of her softer side coming through the disguise.

  “I can handle you just fine.” She tilted her hips up, letting him farther into her snug little pussy. “What are you waiting for?”

  He held back the thundering desire to pump into her without caution. But no matter what words came out of her mouth, her soft, petite body told him different. She was more fragile than she was letting on. He couldn’t help but wonder if that was a trait she had outside of the bedroom as well.

  Her pelvis sloped up against him, and Kade obliged her by inching his way out and back in. She was slick and almost painfully tight.

  He parted her rigid lips with his tongue and kissed them. Gentle pecks to relax her. Like the rest of her body, her mouth was too eager as she crushed it hard against his. He slipped his tongue in and curved it alongside hers, so sweet and enchanting. She tasted like pink bubblegum, like innocence.

  Someone who needed to be protected rather than hunted.

  A purring moan rumbled from the back of her throat, and her walls began to stretch and loosen for him. She molded to his size, allowing him to pull out farther and delve in faster. His dick throbbed with the need for release, the primal urge to claim her body. Perspiration beaded his forehead as he held back. He never let a lover down, and he wouldn’t start now, no matter how this woman affected him.

  “Mmm,” she moaned into his mouth and tore away from his kiss, tilting her head back against the mattress.

  He smiled to himself and steadied his pace, slowly kneading his cock into her. Her fingernails scraped down his back again, so he grabbed her hands and tacked them down above her head.

  Enough of that. He wanted her to scream now.

  “Let me hear you,” he demanded.

  She moaned louder, and he thrust deeper, every inch of him filling her, slick and unbearably hard.

  “Kade,” she called out. “Oh, Kade.”

  “Come for me,” he whispered into her ear and burrowed his forehead into her long strawberry-colored hair that splayed out over the pillow. Anything to take his mind off reaching orgasm before she did.

  Her body shuddered under his as she screamed out his name one more time, her taut pussy squeezing his cock. His balls tightened as she milked him with her orgasm.

  Oh, God. With all the strength he could gather, he drove into her one more time and released his pent-up heat, collapsing hard onto her small body.

  * * * * *

  Ava woke from too deep of a sleep and blinked repeatedly. The contacts in her eyes blurred the dark shadows around the room. The only thing reminding her where she lay was a strong muscular arm tightly wrapped around her waist, pinning her against the warm, hard flesh of his chest.

  How was she going to get out of this?

  Why would she want to? It was amazing. She felt safe for the first time in months, no, years.

  Her eyes began to water, begging for the irritating, foreign objects to be removed. God, she hated those things. If only she didn’t need them. Unfortunately, she didn’t have a choice. They were part of the disguise.

  Carefully, she unpeeled his fingers from the underside of her waist and planted them on the vacant spot she left as she rose. She observed his dark silhouette, large and intimidating. Only moments ago, he had been filling her with ecstasy with that same body.

  How long had it been anyway? Ava squinted to see the green neon numbers on the clock by the bed. A quarter after six. It was still dark outside, but a beam of light shone from the bathroom.

  She followed the path, closed the door behind her, and looked in the mirror. Her eyes were reddened and somewhat puffy. She had no choice but to remove the contacts.

  With nowhere to store them, she let the water from the faucet carry them down the drain. It was time for a fresh pair anyway and, lord, did it feel good to have them out.

  The image in the mirror was less distorted now. She ran her hands through her messy hair and remembered how it had gotten that way. Never had she been so satisfied by a man. A delightful thrill flickered throughout her body as she thought back to how Kade had pleasured her so thoroughly.

  She splashed cold water on her face, but the trickles of wetness that ran down her neck to the tips of her sensitive nipples flustered her more. Her fingers followed the damp path but didn’t stop at her breasts.

  With a mind of its own, her hand lowered until she cupped her tender mound. She instantly recalled how Kade had fucked her there. Meticulously. Completely.

  An undeniable smile curved her lips. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Spreading her legs farther apart, she carefully stroked her hand across her smooth folds, against her tender nub, savoring the soreness.

  Kade’s tongue had worked that area with precision. She exhaled and allowed the self-indulgent fantasy of being in his arms for many nights to come, not just this once. The idea was foolish, but it warmed her, making the harsh, fluorescent lights of the bathroom that pierced through her closed lids disappear. So much so that she didn’t realize when he opened the door and stepped behind her.

  She opened her eyes to see him there, grinning at first but then narrowing both his mouth and his stare.

  “They’re blue,” he said, looking intently at where her brown contacts had once been.

  “I know,” was all she could say. She had been caught in the lie, the disguise, and now there was nothing she could say to defend herself.

  His mouth slowly formed into a full-out smile, and he looked happier than she’d ever thought a man like him could. “They’re not green.”

  “Or brown,” Ava added. Had he forgotten already? Sheesh.

  She looked at herself in the mirror again, abruptly remembering the compromising position he had found her in. As inconspicuously as possible, she removed her hand from her pussy and planted it at her side, repositioning her legs back together in the process.

  He chuckled behind her and her cheeks warmed.

  “Don’t stop because of me. I’d love to watch.” He placed his large rough hand over hers. “Or help.”

  Their fingers intertwined as he led her hand back down, past her navel, over her mound. Ava held her breath and met his stare through the mirror. His light blue eyes seemed to sparkle at her darker, grayer version.

  His foot guided her legs into a wider stance as he pressed his erection against her lower back. Combined fingers moved together to delve into her wetness, cramming between her sensitive walls. With her other hand, she held tight to the edge of the bathroom counter. That and Kade’s free arm wrapped snug under her breasts were the only things holding her up—her trembling legs were useless.

  His long fingers bypassed hers and plunged farther up inside of her. “I think you’re ready for me,” he said with a raspy voice into her ear. “Don’t move. I’ll be right back.”

  Before she could respond, he withdrew his hand and body and left her there, weak with desire. Less than a second later, he appeared behind her again. A crinkling sound could only mean he had retrieved a condom and was preparing himself to enter her.

  She gulped in anticipation, now fastening both hands on the counter as she waited for him.

  One of his strong hands gripped her waist whi
le the other leaned her over, nudging gently against her back. She followed his lead without argument and ignored the tiny voice in her head telling her to stop the foolishness and leave.

  Her breasts brushed against the cold tiled sink, contrasting with her scorching skin. She could still see him through the mirror. His expression was heated and full of passion.

  His fingers ran down her back to her bare ass. He gripped her butt cheeks forcefully, spreading them as his eyes took in the sight. “I want to fuck you so hard,” he said through his teeth.

  Turned on by his words, she dropped her head, bracing for the threat to take place. All signs of sanity hid deep in the corners of her mind while lust throbbed and thrived.

  The rough fingers around her waist grew tighter, piercing her with delightful pain as he rubbed his hard cock over the sensitive area between her anus and her drenched entrance.

  “Do you want me?” he asked with a deep rumbling voice and then inched the head of his penis into her slick channel.

  Ava held her breath. Perspiration moistened her cheeks and forehead. She nodded once before he had a reason to pull out and leave her filled with want.

  “I need a better answer than that, Lily.” His cock slid in only slightly. “Do you want me?”

  Frustrated, she attempted to maneuver her hips to get him in further, but he held her still. “Yes, I want you to fuck me.”

  With a fast and powerful thrust, he filled her. Ava gasped and nearly lost her footing as the wicked pleasure surged through her body.

  Quickly, his arms wrapped around her, steadying her. “I thought you could handle me?” he asked in a teasing voice.

  “I haven’t asked you stop, have I?” The presence of his hardness inside her pussy made her anxious for friction. “Can we quit talking now?”

  A devil’s grin appeared on his face, and he bent her over again but with more force this time. She grasped the edge of the counter as his left arm gripped around her waist and his right hand slid past her hip and over her mound to her clit.

  Two fingers rubbed in a circular motion over her sensitive nub as he pulled his ever-increasing erection out of her and then slowly eased it back in. A moan left her throat as he continued this same steady motion.

  Again, her legs lost their balance as a climax threatened to paralyze her with its enormity. A blaze of fire twisted and smoldered deep in her womb as she gasped for air. She’d never experienced such a powerful sensation. And now she didn’t know how she would ever want it any other way. Who else could bring her this much pleasure?

  “Kade,” she called out as she hit what she thought was the pinnacle of titillation. But then he hastened his pace, slamming into her, winding her to an even higher level of ecstasy. “Oh, God, yes, Kade.”

  Her scream echoed in the small bathroom as she collapsed against the sink, her entire body pulsing...tingling...rushing with heat.

  “This isn’t working,” he grumbled from behind. Or at least that was what she thought he said as he pulled out of her and picked her up in his arms. Her mind was still cloudy, and her body still pulsed uncontrollably.

  They left the bathroom, and before Ava knew which way was up, she was dropped face down on the bed.

  * * * * *

  Kade despised uncomfortable sex. And the way he wanted to fuck Lily required a much safer backdrop to do it against. He spread her legs as she lay on her stomach. Then he kneeled on the mattress between them, staring down at her lush ass. This promised to be a better position. He gripped her hips and forced her ass towards his welcoming cock. “Much better.”

  He slid his finger into her wet hot pussy, worshiping her creamy silken entrance. So perfectly tight. Then he pulled out, listening carefully to the sound of her syrupy liquid against his movement. A careening rush of blood surged to the head of his swollen cock, and he held back a groan.

  The harsh light from the bathroom shone on her beautiful face as she turned her head and stared at him over her shoulder. He licked his finger and tasted the juice that was her. Her cum was so sweet. He’d have to remember to get more of that later.

  Right now all he wanted to do was swipe that desperate look off her face. It was as if she’d never been screwed properly. That was a shame. A tight pussy like hers deserved special treatment. Repeatedly. And since she wasn’t the green-eyed Ava Lureau, he could do it as often as she’d let him.

  He ran his hands over her beautifully rounded ass and spread her folds apart with his thumbs. His cock swelled painfully as he crowded it against her slit and eased in his engorged head. Her drenched pussy constricted and seemed to suck him in. He hissed in a breath and steadied his legs. God, she was perfect.

  Out of the corner of one deep blue eye, she still stared at him, so he tilted his head toward her. “You’re very quiet down there.”

  “I’m waiting for something to happen,” she snapped back at him.

  Such a sassy girl, she was. Kade loved it. She was a woman he could verbally spar with without getting bored—the kind that would bite back when bitten.

  “Well?” She turned to face the mattress in front of her.

  With that, he felt he had no choice but to teach her a lesson. He slapped his hand firmly against her ass and then drove his cock inside her, deep and mercilessly. Her tight, slick walls engulfed him, all of him.

  He noticed her hands clench the comforter when he pulled back and slammed into her a second time.

  “Don’t stop,” she said.

  “I’ve only just begun.” He hoped, anyway, wanting to give her an experience she wouldn’t soon forget.

  He plunged harder and faster as he dug his fingers into her hips. His balls ground against her moist flesh with each thrust. He was going to burst soon. She felt so good. So right. At least, she seemed to be enjoying herself as she moaned and writhed against the bed. Sweet sounds that made him want more.

  Her pussy contracted, clutching him. He watched his throbbing cock, slick with her juices, slide out of her and back in. His pulse raced and his gut knotted, pleading for release. The air in the room was thick as he drew in heavy breaths. He steadied and sped up his rhythm.

  “Ohmigod, Kade!” she screamed. Again.

  That was all he could take. He crashed into her one last time, letting his cum fill the protective barrier between them.

  His body wanted to drop onto hers in exhaustion, but he held himself up in fear he would crush her. Instead, he withdrew and lay by her side.

  She looped a damp, sweaty lock of dark red hair behind her ear and smiled at him through heavy breaths. Her face was flushed, her cheeks pink, her lips moist and full. Absolutely beautiful.

  Kade imagined it wouldn’t be difficult waking up to see that face every morning. In fact, it would be a pleasure. If it was possible for a man like him to settle down and get married.

  He’d screwed up that likelihood a long time ago when he escaped his father’s fists by joining the army. Four years later, after being shot in the shoulder by a sniper, Kade returned home to find his mother dead and buried and his father in prison for life.

  He’d failed to protect the one person who mattered to him, the one person who loved him. He didn’t deserve a family, a second chance.

  With his mom dead and his second family, the army, declaring him useless, he’d gone independent. It suited him. PI work paid well, he was good at it, and he never had to get close to anyone. Ever.

  * * * * *

  Ava rolled over and cuddled up next to Kade’s chest, crushing her breasts against him and running her fingers through his thick dark hair. “Thank you,” she whispered. “That was incredible.”

  His face softened to her touch only for an instant before the ice in his eyes thickened. He slipped away and stood from the bed, then gestured toward the condom. “Better get rid of ole faithful.”

  Here it goes.

  Ava sighed and pulled the stiff comforter over her bare body. Why had she let herself spin daydreams that Kade might be that guy? The one who would res
cue her from Zack Moreno...and herself. What a joke. Hadn’t she figured it out by now? The only one who could save her was herself.

  She listened as the toilet flushed and then watched him as he walked back to the bed with a tight grin on his face. He pulled his jeans on and zipped them up, all the while avoiding eye contact.

  “Want a beer?” he asked as if they’d just finished watching a football game together instead of making passionate love twice. He opened the mini refrigerator and pulled out a bottle.

  “I get it,” she mumbled and began scanning the dimly lit room for any trace of her clothing. She spotted her panties and scooped them up.

  “What do you get, exactly?” He twisted the cap off, not giving her his full attention and not seeming to give a crap what her answer would be.

  “I’m supposed to leave before it gets awkward.” She pulled her panties on and picked up her skirt and sweater.

  “Come on, you said yourself this was a one night stand.” He took a swig of his beer and then set it down on top of the fridge. “I don’t even know your real name.”

  And it’s a good thing, too.

  She tugged her skirt up and tried to remain calm. She should be used to assholes treating her like a discount whore, like she was less than her worth. Unfortunately, she let this particular asshole lure her out of the safety of the club and straight to his bed.

  She’d been lonely and she’d let herself read too much into his actions, and the connection they made in bed. It was a stupid mistake, and she wouldn’t let it happen again.

  “Hey,” he said in a low voice and walked the distance between them. “I’m sorry if you thought this was leading somewhere. I didn’t mean to give you that impression. I’m only in town until I complete a job and then I’m gone. A relationship would never work.”

  Ava gave him her best dirty look. “Don’t you think I know that? Why else wouldn’t I give you my name? It was just sex. No big deal.”

  She shrugged but couldn’t seem to take her eyes off of his shirtless body. The ribbed muscles. The scars that didn’t seem to faze him. The eyes that bore into her.

  Focus, Ava. He’s a jerk.