Her Brave Protector (Her Protector Alpha Male Military Romance Book 2)

by Michaela Strong

  "Of course I did. The ones I use are more like TV dinner. Yesterday's were for company. Singular company."

  "You expecting someone?" he smiled.

  "I was hoping for someone," she said sweetly.

  "I see. Do you think we could go over and check out the TV dinner toys - what does that mean, anyway?"

  Dana laughed. "I guess it means it's for in front of the TV."

  "I'll watch that." Rory's eyes positively smoldered.

  "K," she replied. And leaned in to put her hungry mouth on his.

  "Are we going to go home and fuck?" he asked her.

  "Whatever, Pennsylvania."

  "It's Pensacola. And don't call me that."

  She smirked playfully. "No, I just gave you a new nickname."

  "I'm about to give you something, beautiful."

  "Okay," Dana said, completely intoxicatingly taken by him.

  Rory lifted her from her chair and onto his lap. Her short skirt slid all the way up her thighs and didn't even bother covering her. "Hm," he said, "you fit like you were made for me." He plunged his tongue into her mouth and Dana lost herself in the taste and feel of it. She hung onto him with everything she had.

  The captain walked in and quickly shut the door behind him. "Jesus you two." He shaded his eyes with his hand. "Update, you two can leave now. We're working on the account. I'll probably have to talk to you later, Dana. Rory I was going to recommend you don't leave her side, but it looks like you got a jump on your assignment. I'm stepping out but I do need my office back pretty soon. In unsullied condition."

  Rory stood up with Dana still wrapped around him. He lowered her legs and righted her clothing. "Can I take you to lunch?" He asked her.

  "Not right now," Dana replied trance-like. Her tone clearly inferred that she wanted to do something else first.

  The captain cringed. "I shouldn't be hearing this."

  "It'll be okay, Squidly. Keep in touch," Rory smiled.

  Leaving the station was the same as entering. Dana and Rory waded through a sea of salutations. "I'm going to fuck you," he said for her ears only as he pressed opened the station doors. Rory had his arm draped down her waist and hip. He surreptitiously swept her, tweaking her nipple, grazing her buttocks from behind. The five minute walk to her apartment became a saunter and it was agony waiting to get him on the other side of her apartment door.

  "Rory." Dana jogged backwards.

  "Yes beautiful."

  "I am so wet for you. Do know how absolutely hot I am going to be? When you get inside and," Dana thrust her hips.

  Rory raised his eyebrows. "You better behave or you're going to get more than your purse snatched."

  Dana laughed. "My snatch snatched."

  "Run," he said.

  Instantly it registered that he was lust-fraught and he was going to get her. Dana shrieked playfully. Rory reached out and tickled her. She giggled. He let her get a few more steps and tickled her again. "Stop!" she protested. "I'm not that coordinated. I can't laugh and evade you at the same time."

  "Oh no?" He bombarded her with tickles making her laugh so hard she could hardly move.

  "I'm going to pee my pants."

  "Goodness," Rory gasped. He scooped her up and called the elevator.

  "What's the matter?" she smiled sweetly at him, as she caught her breath. "Did I sap all your strength yesterday?" She raised an eyebrow in challenge. Rory hit a button and the elevator stopped. Dana was stunned.

  "What was the question?" Rory asked coolly.

  "I forgot," she smiled.

  He crowded her against the elevator panel, towered over her, teasingly. "Something about my stamina? You inquired about my ability to perform?" He trailed a light touch down her sternum and played between her breasts.

  "I don't have any question about that, Big Dog."

  "No? I have a question."

  "Shoot," she said salaciously. He winked at her.

  "Are you wearing a bra?"

  "Yes. And it's very pretty. Wanna see?"

  "Love to."

  "Back up Marine, give me room." She gently guided him back to the other side of the elevator.

  And began to strip. Dana slowly peeled off her clothes, mixing in some of her zumba moves for flare. She turned her back to him, jutting out her ass a little, swaying from side to side and she raised her sweater off of her torso. She pivoted around for the reveal, bending over and smooshing her breasts together.

  "Nice tits beautiful." As Rory stalked her, slowly crossing the elevator, Dana unclasped the front of her sateen lace underwire, letting her boobs fall out of their cups. She pulled her shoulders back, holding her breasts out for him. "Spectacular. Now beautiful,"

  "Yes Big Dog?"

  "Hard as it is going to be…so very hard as it is and beautiful, it's so, so hard, we have to be careful ‘cause I will shake this elevator rocking you. I figure we'll survive the fall," Dana did a double-take, "should anything happen."

  "K." And in elf-like move, Dana hopped up, braced a leg on either bar and spread herself for him. Rory dropped to his knees and ate her. The heat on of his tongue on her clit was ungodly erotic. The combination of the pressures and angles created by her self-imposed suspension and the action from his tongue, her already agitated arousal meant she was going to come so hard real fast. "Rory," she mewled. He didn't answer; he kept on working. "Rory?" she panted, closed her eyes as she moved higher up that path.

  Dana pointed her knees slightly inward, slight sustained on the safety rails surrounding the elevator walls. She leveled her knees to and fro with the slowest motion to create the perfect most effective friction. Dana was going to come. She rescinded within herself, let the ripples effuse through her, flushing every cell with complete ecstasy. She spasmed against his mouth, spent as the pleasure washed over her in lessening waves.

  Now he was inside her, stroking the clutching walls of her body giving her sugary sensation. "So good…so good," was all she could say. Rory's rhythm heightened. Perfectly stable, Dana leaned into him, reaching under him to play with his balls. She applied slight pressure just behind them and back and then made a tight ring with her fingers as he entered her. He muttered something to his savior. Now he was ramming her with a rocketing pace. She leaned back and played with her nipples, making them hard as she looked into his eyes. That sent over the moon. Rory ejaculated, spending into his condom-sheath planted deep in her body. Dana breathed, savoring his pulsing cock within her.

  They softly kissed.

  "Better get this elevator going before we run into a repair man," he murmured.

  "K." she replied.

  It seemed they never tired of just staring into each other's eyes, which is what they did as they fixed their clothes. "It's going to be so obvious what we did in here," she smirked mischievously.

  Rory kissed her again. "Shhh."

  The elevator door opened. Rory again took her by the hand. When they got inside her apartment he asked her, "Can I spend the night?"

  "It's only one in the afternoon, Rory," she chuckled. But when she regarded him, he look strange and lovesick. Suddenly she felt it too. "Yeah."

  Moments after their sex - great sex, hot elevator sex, they both felt the need to have it again. She scurried over to the couch and bent over, offering herself from behind. Rory put his foot between hers and with little prompting kicks, spread her legs.

  "Where are those toys?" he whispered.

  "Under my bed," she said shyly.

  "Go ahead and start without me," he said, placing her hand between her legs.

  Dana had two toys she liked though she primarily used one. One was a glass dildo in what she thought was a feat of engineering genius, a simple slight curve in the likeness of a penis, which stroked her exquisitely. It warmed easily with warm water or her body. It was delicious. While she was still bent over, Rory showed her the toy, made her watch as he slightly lubed it. He put it inside her. Still sensitive from her last orgasm, the stroking of the toy revved her pleasur
e. He switched on her second toy, a vibrator with an effective pulse. He placed it in just the right spot, bull's eye on the first try.

  Dana worked herself against the vibration, more to make a display of her splayed body, for him. She liked her body. She counted herself lucky and she worked out faithfully and diligently. She liked being able to show her body off. She reached around, took control of his hand and removed the dildo from her body. She turned around, got up on her toes, kissed him and sat him down on the couch. She dropped to her knees and went down on him, tasting her taste and his mixed together. Then tasting hotness. She loved the feel of his hard cock in her mouth and that she was giving him pure pleasure. He gripped her hair, gently, but firmly as her mouth coaxed him to a roaring climax.

  Roaring was the word. Dana thought Rory sounded like a polar bear as he shot his load into her mouth. Dana stroked his tree-trunk thighs. When she was sure he was finished she stood up and smiled.

  "Bath and bed, Marine. I am beat, in a good way."

  Dana drew a bath. She let the tub fill a couple of inches before stepping, rinsing off. She laid back, exhausted and really happy. She loved the feeling of the water wrapping around her. It was such comfort. She tried to keep her life pretty simple with comfort as the focus. She had just made love to a beautiful, magnificent man and now she was bathing her beautiful in warmth.

  She was half way in and out of sleep, she heard the door open and huge powerful feet cross the floor. Rory lit a couple of candles he found and cut the lights. He wadded up a towel on the floor and kneeled on it. He drew down on her mouth and kissed her sweetly. He spilled her bodywash into the tub and bathed her.

  "I should be doing that for you," she said, barely awake. "You've done so much."

  "You've done plenty, beautiful."

  "Come in the tub with me."

  "I don't fit, sweet. We can take a shower together tomorrow."

  He worked muscles lightly, massaged her breasts, belly and thighs. He gently parted her thighs and washed the soft folds of her sex, and down to make sure she was entirely clean. Dana was not bashful about the intimacy. He explored that opening of her body a little bit, to see if she found it erogenous or erotic. She wondered if he was prompting her to say so.

  "I like that too," she whispered. "Just never shared that with anyone." And what she liked so much about him was he always knew what she was talking about.

  "K," he said.

  "That's my line Big Dog."

  He picked her up out of the tub, dried her off and wrapped her in a robe he fished from the closet. "My turn," he said and Dana returned the attention. Washing him, kissing him. They let the water drain and climbed under the covers together. It was two in the afternoon. And except for a few breaks for more lovemaking, the slept through most of the night.

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  Book 1: Her Mysterious Protector

  Book 2: Her Brave Protector

  Book 3: Her Daring Protector

  Book 4: Her Secretive Protector

  Book 5: Her Loving Protector