Page 77 of Ruthless Protector

Usually, when I took control, Willa still played, smirked and pushed me. Not tonight. Tonight, she nodded, eyes so sexy and heavy with lust, it was a struggle not to reach down and start tugging on my dick.

“Spread wider for me,” I said, and she did as I asked. “You aching, beautiful?”

“Yes.”

I glanced down and bit back a moan. Her inner thighs were slick. “Fuck, baby, I can see how much you need it.”

“Yes, I need it. Now, Jude, I need you now,” she said, voice shaky.

I made a tutting sound. “I promised to make you come so many times you couldn’t think anymore, and you know I always keep my word.” I circled one of her nipples lightly, in a way I knew would make her insane, would make her desperate for more.

Her stomach trembled. “Jude. Please…”

I grabbed the fleshy underside of her tit, lifting it as I lowered my head, sucking as much of it into my mouth as I could, pressing that hard nipple to the roof of my mouth with my tongue and tugged.

Willa’s fingers thrust into my hair and she moaned. Best sound I ever heard. I did the same to the other side, playing with the one not in my mouth while I sucked her nice and deep.

She cursed and tried to squeeze her legs together.

I shoved my knee between hers, stopping her from getting the pressure she needed, the relief, and kissed the frustrated whimpers from her lips. “Keep your legs apart,” I said against her puffy lips, and slid my hand over her trembling belly. I circled her belly button, not going any lower. “You can’t wait any longer?”

“No,” she said, head jerking from side to side, skin flushed.

I swallowed the boulder in my throat. The way she was looking at me, like she would die if I didn’t touch her, like I was the only one that could give this to her. It nearly did me in.

Yeah, no fucking way could I delay this any longer, not with her pleading eyes damn near begging me to touch her. I dropped my hand lower, cupping her pussy in a possessive hold, giving her the pressure she was craving. Fuck, she was wet. She jerked, her hands coming down on my shoulders to steady herself, a cry bursting past her lips.

“More,” I rasped.

She nodded frantically.

I spread her pussy and dipped my middle finger between her slick lips, tracing her delicate folds, spreading her juices, purposely avoiding her clit, her tight little opening.

Her whole body was shaking now.

I shoved my fingers back in her hair and tilted her head up to me, making her back arch and her tits thrust out. She was right there, right on the edge, and the minute I touched her where she wanted me most, she was going to go off in my arms. “You’re so wet, sweetheart, so ready for my hard cock, aren’t you?”

“Yes, God, yes.”

I dipped my finger into her hungry opening, just to the first knuckle, and hissed at the way she bucked against me. She had surrendered to me, had surrendered her body over to me in a way she never had before, and it was the most exquisite thing I’d ever experienced.

“You’re perfect,” I said through the lust choking me. “So fucking perfect.” Then I dipped my head, sucking a hard, peaked nipple into my mouth, as I pushed my finger into her tight pussy as deep as it would go.

She arched harder against my hold, crying out, and started coming for me. I hadn’t even touched her clit, had barely moved my finger, and her pussy contracted around the digit wildly. My woman. The words swam around my head. She was mine, and she was coming for me so fucking sweetly.

The pulsing slowed, so I pressed my thumb down on her clit, and started finger fucking her. She bucked. I covered her mouth with mine, swallowing her cries as she went off again, her pussy clutching and releasing me with renewed strength.

Finally, she collapsed against me and I scooped her up and carried her to the bed, laying her down. She blinked up at me as I straddled her waist, a sexy as hell expression on her face. I grinned as I reached back and pulled my surprise from my back pocket.

Her eyes widened when she saw my cuffs.

I wasn’t going to do anything she didn’t want, no matter how hot the idea of seeing her cuffed to the bed and at the mercy of my mouth, and my cock, was. It was only hot if Willa was just as excited.

“You don’t want this, I’ll put them away and carry on with my plan to fuck you into the mattress. Either way works for me,” I said, and I meant it. Everything worked for me when I was with her.

She licked her lower lip, her eyes moving between mine and the cuffs dangling from my fingers.

A smirk curled her lips. “Have you cuffed a lot of women to their beds?”