Page 16 of Tice’s Kind of Trouble (Obsessive Protectors #2)

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Tice

Frowning, Bethany leans in, dabbing antiseptic on my eyebrow. “I can’t believe he blacked your eye.”

When I pull her between my knees she scolds me. “Tice, I’m trying to clean you up.”

“I’d rather you get me dirty.” When I push up the hem of her shirt and skim my knuckles up a line from her belly-button to the delicate spot between her breasts, Bethany drops the gauze she was using on the practically non-existent scrape.

“Sorry, did I distract you?”

“Mm…hm, you know exactly what you’re doing.” She threads those delicate fingers into my hair as I watch our reflection in the glass enclosure of the shower.

“I can’t think straight when you touch me,” she murmurs.

“Good.” I plant a kiss on her collarbone. “Because you don’t need to think to feel.”

She makes a throaty sound, then laughs. “I like how my brain turns off when I’m with you.”

As I unfasten her pants, her eyes drop, the pink tip of her tongue skating over her lips. Wetting them, making my throat go dry. Jesus, I love her mouth.

She clings to me as I drag both her pants and panties down, knocking them free from her ankles.

With an appreciative growl, I brace my hands around her hips and lift her, so she’s straddling me on the chair next to the marble bathroom vanity. “Ride me like you stole me, sweetheart.”

“Oh,” she giggles. “This is different.”

“Yep. This way I get to kiss you while I fuck you. And…” I grip her ass, rocking that sacred place against my the erection I’m growing painfully inside of my pants. “My hands are free for other kinds of fun.”

Her head dips, her brow pressing against my temple. The tempo of her breathing changing, her body naturally rocking against me.

“We have to be quiet.”

“Fuck quiet.”

She chuffs, as she rocks her brow back and forth against me. “I don’t want my brother and his girlfriend hearing me?—”

“Screaming my name.” I bite the cord of her neck, just hard enough to make her gasp. “There’s nothing to be ashamed of. Kane and I sorted our problem out.”

“By punching each other.”

Bethany’s not wrong. We did punch each other. Said a few ‘fuck yous’ and get to the bottom of the shit Kane wanted to bring to my door.

And then I told him I had planned to take Bethany out for months and wanted to marry his baby sister and keep her safe for the rest of her life. Period .

That had a way of shutting the big bastard up.

“Yes, we did.” I reply in a rumble as I let my hands wander up her back, sliding into the thick mass of her hair. When I tilt her neck, she keens, rocking her pussy against me in a jerky, unpracticed motion.

Fuck . I love it.

Opening my mouth, I trace my tongue up the delicate curve of her neck until I’ve got her earlobe locked gently between in my teeth. “I’d fight every man in the world to protect you.”

“Tice… the things you say.”

“Are true.” I take her mouth, keeping her head tilted, allowing myself to slide my tongue against hers, mimicking the way I want to own her tight little pussy.

“Open my pants,” I breathe roughly against her mouth.

Bethany’s hands scramble between us while I wrestle her out of her shirt. And finally, she’s naked, straddling me with my veiny erection caught between us.

“Ready for daddy?”

Her eyes flip to mine and she sees me grinning hotly at her.

Laughing, I pull her closer, grinding that sweet claimed pussy against me. “You liked that, didn’t you?”

“I…I don’t know.”

“These aren’t lying.” I cup her breasts, my palms abrading her erect nipples, testing the weight of her. “Your tits are beautiful, and these nipples…”

I growl, nipping her as I shift her higher against my body. “Perfection. Now slide that tight little slit down onto my crown so I can fill you up, little sex kitten.”

“ Sex kitten,” she breathes, voice climbing higher. “That’s not me.”

“It is now.” I suck in air as she helps guide my aching tip against the heat and wetness. “ God . What you do to me.”

She licks across her lower lip, those moss-green eyes shimmering when she meets my gaze.

For a beat, we’re caught in the heat, our breath mingling, the meaning of everything of the past hours coalescing in the center of my chest.

“Mine,” I whisper, brushing my hand over her cheek, pulling her in for a kiss.

“Yours, Tice.” She shudders in my arms, starts to move. A slow sensual wave, discovering her prowess.

“That’s right. Take it all,” I say hoarsely as she wiggles, and wiggles, trying to fit all ten inches of me. “Oh, fuck, honey. Fuck that feels incredible.”

Shivering, breathing hard, she settles down onto me. All of me. Every fucking inch until she’s moaning at the feeling of being stretched.

“Need you to come for me, Bethany.” I find her clit with my thumb, sliding back and forth against her. “Watch us. Look at me sliding in and out of my pussy.”

“Oh,” she whimpers, “ Tice . That feels really good. I love it.”

I thrust upward, bouncing her tits, lodging myself deeper. “Damn, baby. You’re so sweet. So perfect. Tight for me.”

I lift her with one hand, take care of her clit with the other, both of us panting as we watch the dewey wetness coating me, over and over.

The pressure gets unbearable, my chest pistoning. So fucking close. Bethany’s out of her head, clawing at my shoulders, her skin flushed across her breasts, her neck, her eyes bright, burning.

“Chase it, Bethany. Grind this clit on the trunk of my dick”

“Like—” her words falter as she tries the motion. “Oh. Oh. Yes.”

“That’s it. Work your precious little cunt until we detonate.”

It only takes seconds, Bethany’s rolling pace breaks, her throat working around the moans that are coming constantly now.

“God!” she screams, strangled sounds following. “Tice!”

I turn into an animal for my girl, bouncing her up violently, chasing my release. Need to put my come so fucking deep.

Lightning crackles though my balls, up my shaft, my head falls back, a roar shaking the room. “Fuck. Fuck. Yessss.”

And when her hand lands over my mouth, she’s giggling. Panting still, but laughing. “Shhhh.”

I nip her palm as I rock her once, twice, planting my seed deeper. “Honey, no use shushing me. They definitely heard.”

“No.” She bites her lip, “Please tell me they didn’t.”

“If they didn’t then, they will before the night is done.” I scoop her up, carrying her still locked around me into the shower. “Because unless you tell me no, I plan on keeping you awake ’til dawn.”

Damn her pretty smile does something violent to my heart. As I ease her down onto the floor, she wraps her arms around my waist, holding tight, as I get the water temp just right.

Every kiss she places over my sternum sends a shockwave through me. Everything is good. Better than I dreamed, until she makes my other head nearly explode.

“I’ll stay awake all night with you, but I’m getting started early tomorrow. I have to be at work. My shift was covered by my volunteers today, but I have to go back to work. Oh well, I guess, I’ll just be tired.”