Protect Me: Oakville Series:Book Three (18 page)

“I need you to listen to me now. If you don’t feel the same way, I’ll take you home, but at least hear me out.” Her eyes fill with tears and I’m scared they mean she doesn’t feel the same. It’s time to man the fuck up and take a chance. She nods her head, giving me the okay to continue.

“I’ve fallen so head over heels in love with you, doll face, that it terrifies me.” My heart is pounding so hard in my chest, it’s drowning out the booms of thunder in the sky. I’ve never told anyone but my parents that I love them. “When you knocked me on my ass that day, it was the best thing that’s ever happened to me. You are the best thing to ever happen to me. I want to be with you, protect you, and love you for as long as you’ll allow. If you’ll allow me.”

“You love me?” she questions, looking stunned.

“Yes, doll face. I love you.” Taking my hand, I caress her soft cheek. “I never believed in all the ‘love at first sight’ bullshit or the ‘you’ll just know’ garbage until the day I met you. I want you. All of you. And I promise, right here and now, if you give me a chance, I will do everything in my power to always keep you safe. I’ll always make you feel special and loved. And I will never ever hurt you.” Holy shit. That felt good to say out loud. She’s just staring at me, her mouth gaping open and her eyes wide in disbelief. The longer she stays that way, the more my stomach churns. A tear slides down her cheek and she looks away.
Oh, God.
She’s going to tell me to take a hike. She doesn’t feel the same way. How could I have been so wrong? I really thought she felt it, too. This connection we have. The same spark I feel with even the slightest touch from her. Did I misread all of those looks that told me she wanted me in every way?

I start to back away from her, not wanting to hear her rejection. The pain will be unbearable. Before I lose the connection from her legs, she grabs my hands and pulls me back to her. Her soft, tiny hands reach for my face and she guides it until its mere inches from hers. The smile that appears on her lips has my heart doing backflips.

“Ray was the only man I’ve been with. Hell, he’s the only man I’ve ever kissed.” That statement disturbs me. He never deserved such an amazing woman and the thought of any man being with her, other than me, makes my skin crawl.

“Trust has always been an issue for me, but after I left him, I didn’t think I would ever be able to trust anyone again, let alone another man. Then, I ran into you. Literally.” A sweet giggle escapes her lips and its music to my ears. “For some reason, I trust you. I trust you with my life, but I have no idea why. I just do. Just like I know, without a doubt, that I’m in love with you, too,” she declares before bringing her lips to mine. The kiss starts slow, her lips gently exploring mine. When her tongue pushes through my parted lips, I’m about to fucking explode. These feelings of intense lust, love, and need are so new to me. I’ve never needed to be close to a woman before. With Holly, I can’t seem to get close enough. At least, not yet.

Telling me she loves me turned me on more than anything or anyone ever has and all I want to do is lay her out on the hood of this truck and worship every delicious inch of her body before I truly make her mine. However, she’s going to have to set the pace. The last thing I want is to push her too far too fast. The look of pure want on her face causes my heart to thump against my ribs so wildly, I’m scared they might break.

“I want you, Paul. Right here and now. Make me yours,” she whispers as she peppers light kisses along my neck, driving me insane. As hot and bothered as this woman has me, I’m going to embarrass the shit out of myself. I’ll end up exploding the second she touches me. Just what I need...her thinking I’m a minute man. At least she doesn’t have a lot to compare it to.

“Anything for you, doll face,” I tell her before crashing my lips into hers. I intensify the kiss and she lets out a soft moan. It’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever heard. Another loud crack of thunder sounds just as the sky opens up and cold rain pours down onto us. I start to pull away, but Holly grips my ass and pulls me back to her. I take that as a sign she doesn’t care about the rain. Honestly, neither do I. Not when I have this beautiful woman pressed up against me.

As I move my lips to her neck, I kiss and suck gently. Her breathing suddenly picks up and another sexy moan leaves her. With her hands still on my ass, she pulls me in, grinding herself against my painfully hard cock. Gently, with my hand guiding her head, I lay her down in the bed of the truck. I begin to draw a path with my tongue from her neck to the top of her breasts, exposed thanks to the low cut tank top she’s wearing. Reaching my hands to the bottom of the tank top, I slide it up very slowly. When her bare breasts come into view, I can’t stop the guttural growl that escapes me. I want so badly to just rip her shorts right off and bury myself deep inside of her, but I won’t. She deserves and needs slow and loving. At least, I thought that’s what she’d need.

“I’ve spent so many years being told what to do, how to do it, and when to do it. For once, I want to be the one in control. Do you mind?” she asks shyly.
Hell no, I don’t mind.

“You have no idea what a turn on that is for me,” I tell her honestly, shaking my head. “You tell me or show me what to do and I’ll gladly do it. I’m all yours.” Holly grabs my head and pulls it toward her chest until my lips are pressed against one of her pebbled, pink nipples. My jeans are so tight right now, I’m going to have a permanent zipper indent on my dick. Glancing up at her, I can only see desire in her eyes, which fuels my desire even more.

I take first one, then the other nipple into my mouth. With a combination of licking, sucking, and some light nibbling, I move back and forth between both breasts until she’s squirming beneath me.

Holly grabs a hold of my hand and slides it down her stomach. When she reaches the waist of her shorts, she places my hand on the button. I flick open the four buttons with ease. Grabbing the belt loops, I roughly yank her shorts to her ankles and over her sandals. A breathy moan comes from her and it encourages me to keep going. Without hesitation, I rip the purple lace panties from her body and watch as goose bumps form all over her skin.

I groan, the sound deep and throaty, almost animalistic. “Shit, doll face, you’re beautiful. Every piece of you is perfection. If you look this good, I can’t help but wonder just how good you taste.” Licking her lips, she smiles at me, obviously liking my train of thought.

“Why don’t you find out?” she asks, almost sounding like a dare. One I’ll gladly take and enjoy. I lean down and kiss her lips, then nibble on her earlobe.

“I plan to,” I whisper in her ear, feeling her shiver. I kiss my way down her body until I reach her core. When I dip my tongue into her folds, she bucks her hips up, driving my tongue into her entrance. Her clit is swollen and she is soaking wet — and it has nothing to do with the rain. Sucking her clit into my mouth, I swirl my finger into the wetness around her entrance. She moans loudly, raising her hips, pushing me closer. I moan, letting the vibration wrap around her. Flattening my tongue, I swipe up her slit and thrust two fingers inside. She moans deeply as her wet heat wraps around my finger, making my cock swell even further.

“Holy hell...that...feels amazing,” she pants, thrashing her head from side to side. Her hips buck harder, causing my fingers to push farther inside her. I curve my fingers and thrust harder. Using my thumb, I circle her clit slowly before adding more pressure. Keeping my pace, I stand and lean over, taking her lips with mine. The taste of her on my lips causes her to moan and she lifts her hips higher, grinding herself against my palm so beautifully. I move down and draw a slow circle around her nipple, blowing softly and then sucking before moving over to the other. I bite her nipple gently and release it with a pop before moving to swirl my tongue in her belly button. The sight of her, her head moving from side to side, the guttural moans escaping her lips, her hips undulating so perfectly, her pussy becoming tighter and tighter around my fingers, has my cock so painfully hard and ready to burst. She is absolutely breathtaking.

“God, Paul...I’m so close. Please don’t stop,” she begs. Like there’s anything that would make me stop. I slow the thrust of my fingers, adding more concentration and pressure to that spot so deep within her. Removing my thumb, I swirl my tongue around her clit and suck forcefully, thrusting my fingers in shorter, faster bursts.

She tenses and her body jerks and shudders. A string of curse words flies from her lips and I remove my fingers, diving my tongue within her depths, tasting all of her. After one last, long swipe of my tongue, she sits up, takes hold of my t-shirt, and yanks my face up to meet hers. She crushes her lips against mine and our tongues find each other immediately. After a few intense seconds, she pulls away and runs her tongue across her lips, tasting herself once more. I groan, the small gesture more erotic than anything I’ve experienced.

Reaching between us, she unbuttons my jeans and pushes them down my legs. My cock springs free, causing her to gasp. She’s not shy as she openly stares at my erection with lust-filled eyes. I allow her to look, waiting for her to make the next move. She slides toward the edge of the tailgate, reaches out, and takes my cock in her hand. I grab onto to the truck, trying to stop my legs from buckling and sending me to the ground. Her hand slides up and down my shaft, gripping with just the right pressure. I moan and breathe deeply, forcing my impending orgasm back. She feels incredible. Too good. Extending my arm, I take her perfect breast in my hand and squeeze slightly. Sparks of pleasure ignite at the base of my spine, moving lower. She builds the pace slowly as I run the pad of my thumb over her sensitive nipple. She moans breathily and reaches down between her legs. With her free hand, she slides two fingers into her wetness. A whimper escapes me, which only seems to fuel her intentions. She adds another finger and winks at me before throwing her head back and moaning. She moves her hips slowly, fucking her fingers while increasing the pressure of her hand wrapped around my cock. My entire body is shaking, trying to control the threatening release.

Removing her hand from between her legs, she moves it to my cock, coating it with her slick juices. Slowly, she strokes my shaft until it’s completely covered with her arousal. Just as I’m hanging by the last thread of self-control, she hooks her ankles together and pulls me to her, until my cock is rubbing against her entrance. She wiggles her hips, rubbing her clit against the head of my cock. I groan, my cock so hard, it hurts.

With a small giggle, she positions herself just right. One thrust of her hips and my cock is sliding into perfection. Warm, wet perfection. If I died right now, right here, I would go happier than I’ve ever been. I snake my hand around her waist and bury myself fully inside her. She lets out a satisfied moan. “Mind if I take over from here, doll face? I really don’t want to embarrass myself,” I tell her.

Smiling at me, she lays back, resting on her elbows. “I’m all yours,” she states, and that’s all I need. I move almost completely out of her and slowly, so very slowly, slide back in. Her eyes flutter closed.

“Open those beautiful green eyes. I want you to see what you do to me,” I grunt out as I slowly pump in and out of her. She’s so beautiful, pure pleasure written across her face. Her eyes slowly drift open and I’m lost. My eyes never leave hers as I move in and out. Moans, heavy breaths, and the rain beating down are the only sounds I hear. I feel her start to tighten around me and I reach down, gliding my thumb over her clit and applying pressure. I pick up speed, her tightening heat making me lose all control. One more swirl of my thumb and a deep thrust, her body shudders and her walls spasm, gripping my cock tightly as she screams my name. I close my eyes, reveling in how sweet my name sounds coming from her mouth. I thrust once, twice more before the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had takes me over.

Our eyes are still locked on one another and she has a pleased and satisfied look on her face. A confidence I haven’t seen before. I pull out of her and lift her into my lap as I sit on the wet, cold tailgate. She snuggles into my chest, letting out a content sigh. “As much as I want to stay like this, I better get you out of the rain before we both catch our death,” I tell her.

“A hot shower does sound good. But only on one condition,” she says with a wicked grin.

“And what would this condition be?” I ask.

“You have to join me. I’m up for round two,” she states. And just like that, I’m hard as a fucking rock again. This woman just might kill me, but what a sweet fucking death it would be.