Page 62 of Protective Love

My body tenses while moans and whimpers absently flow freely into the room, and I sink my teeth into his neck to quiet myself.

He jolts beneath me, hissing from the unexpected action, but he continues pumping his hips, holding me tight against him as I ride out my orgasm.

His breathing grows louder, and his movements become faster while my body begins to relax on top of him, sated from my release that's slowly dwindling away.

"Oh, fuck. I'm so close," he groans, his voice laced with desire.

I release my teeth from his skin and softly swipe my tongue across the spot where I'd just been biting him.

"Aurora, please."

His voice is deep, gravely, and desperate as he begs me for god knows what, but a zing of power and excitement travels down my spine.

"Cum for me, baby," I whisper, pushing my hips down and adding extra pressure where he needs it most.

A relieved, tortured noise escapes him as his hips jerk beneath mine and I feel his pulsing dick through the soft layers that separate us as he finds his release.

"Holy. Fucking. Shit."

I giggle and drop down onto him, our ragged, heaving breaths filling the room around us as we each take a few minutes to catch our breath.

"Jesus. That was…" I trail off, unable to find the right word to describe the past five minutes.

"Amazing? Surprising? Earth shattering? Maybe even the best moment of your life?" he suggests, wrapping his arms around me and kissing the top of my head.

"All of the above," I admit, listening intently to his heartbeat as it begins to slow back down to a normal pace beneath me. "I do think my legs might go numb in a moment though."

He laughs, his chest vibrating my body as he loosens his arms from around me.

I sit up, and he follows, resting his hands on my hips to keep me on his lap.

He gently swipes his nose across mine, and his eyes bore into mine, as if he's taking a moment to capture whatever emotions are currently swirling around inside of me.

"Are you okay?" he asks.

I smile and nod my head before leaning forward and gently pressing my lips against his.

"I'm more than okay," I tell him.

"That wasn't too much for you?"

I shake my head and cup his face in my hands, stroking my thumbs along his cheeks.

"You do realise I was the one that initiated all of that, right?"

"Yeah, I do, but I want to make sure that you're okay with everything that just happened in case you were just caught up in the moment."

"If you're asking me if I regret what took place, then the answer is no, Jaylen. I will admit, I wasn't really thinking when I kissed you, and I definitely didn't expect to be sitting here with soaking wet underwear minutes later, but I knew what was happening, and I wanted to continue… For the first time in years, I feel great. I feel like me, and I have you to thank for that," I tell him, hoping to give him the reassurance he's looking for.

He smirks at me.

"Soaking wet underwear, you say?"

I shake my head, and push at his chest while he laughs, causing my cheeks to blush profusely.

I climb off of his lap, stretching my legs out, and fan at my face with my hands.

"There's no need to be embarrassed, darling," he says, pulling me in front of him. "I'm glad to know you enjoyed yourself."