Single Mom's Protector - Complete Series

by Nella Tyler

  I wasn't sure that it was the best idea. I wasn't drunk, but I had a good buzz going on. I could have probably settled for water and been just fine. It wasn't a big deal, however, and I allowed him to retrieve me a beer.

  He came back into the room holding two bottles and handed me one of them. He came around to the front of the couch and sat down beside me. The warmth of his body next to me exhilarated me. He smiled at me.

  “Thank you for the wonderful evening, Bennett, I couldn't have asked for a better night.”

  “I was about to say the same thing to you. Your company was a great pleasure. I'm going to have a smile on my face for my whole trip thinking about this night.”

  Now that was sweet.

  “You're such a sweet talker,” I said laughing.

  “Well I don't know about that, but thank you. It's all true, though. I hope I can see you again when I return.”

  “You bet your ass you can.”

  He laughed. “Sounds awesome, I already can't wait.”

  I took a swig of my beer feeling completely content in his presence. The guy was so nice and thoughtful and charming. I loved it. Sometimes you got a certain amount of arrogance from sports players and I didn't see that in Bennett at all. Sure he had some cocky jokes every now and then, but it was all playful banter. I had to keep reminding myself not to fall in love just yet.

  Bennett leaned in and kissed me full on the mouth. It would be cliché to say that sparks flew, but that was exactly what happened. His mouth felt perfect against mine and I moaned in response. He fit me perfectly and when his tongue found mine, a thrill went up my spine. His kisses became more urgent and fevered. Soon enough we were having a full out make out session right there on his couch. The intensity of our kisses caused electricity between us. I was overcome with a sense of need for Bennett, and I could bet money that he was feeling that very same need.

  The moment our lips touched, my mind exploded – it was Fourth of July around us and I was amidst a fireworks display. That was what it was like to kiss Bennett Thomas. Not that I would ever let you find out, but there you have it. This was what I had been longing for my entire life, to be with a man that electrified my body and soul and opened up my mind to all these incredible feelings.

  He was holding me tightly against him and he nuzzled into my skin. The closeness of his body made me warm all over. I felt like I was going to lose my mind. I moaned when he kissed my neck. My body was alive against him, and I ached to be even closer to him. A moan escaped me before I could stop it. He was driving me mad with lust and although we were in just sitting on his couch, I felt like we were in a whole other world. Bennett kissed me deeply, lighting my body on fire. He released my lips and looked in my eyes; his gaze was hot and deep. He gazed at me warmly as if he had been searching for me his entire life.

  “Tonight, beautiful Emmi, you are mine.” Desire was all I could see in his eyes. I was lost in them unable to move, unable to deny him anything. I was going to sleep with this all-star pitcher tonight and there wasn't a thing anyone could do to stop me. I nodded in agreement, feeling rather weak in the knees underneath his gaze.

  “You are the sexiest girl I have ever known.”

  I gasped and couldn't believe what I was hearing. Me? The sexiest? Could that be true? It didn't matter because I loved hearing it, hearing Bennett tell me things I had never heard before. Sure guys always told me I was beautiful and such, but the sexiest girl ever...ever? No that was a new one for me. I never thought of myself as sexy. Sure I was pretty, beautiful even. I didn't doubt that, but sexiness put you on a whole other level. And I liked being on that level.

  Bennett cupped my jaw and put his lips to mine with a softness that made me feel like we were being fused together. I moaned deliciously and parted my lips slightly as my hands roamed through his hair, pushing my body up against his. I wanted his hands on me – I needed his hands on me. Like right now. It couldn't happen fast enough, there was just such a need in me to be with him. Trembling, I grabbed his face and kissed him harder, aching inside for him.

  He kissed me so slowly and deeply, I felt like I was losing control of myself. I loved the feeling. It was so addictive. His mouth had complete control over mine, and I was okay with that. Sucking, nipping tasting, I no longer was aware of where I was or what I was doing. All I could see and feel was him.

  My body was consumed by lust for the need for him to touch me everywhere. My lips felt raw and swollen. He picked me up, cradled me in his arms, and carried me down a hallway that led to his bedroom. Without turning on a light, he laid me down on the bed. His body was so warm that I clung to him. Feeling like I was slowly dying from the need for him, I quickly tore off the t-shirt I was wearing and started unbuttoning my jeans. I slid them down as he watched me, lust in his gaze. I undid my bra and released my full breasts for him. I slowly slid down my panties and watched as Bennett gasped in surprise a grin forming on his face as he looked at my breasts rise and fall. I wanted him to touch me, taste me, and love me – I could barely stand waiting.

  His lips found mine again as our tongues coiled together. A moan escaped me when his lips hit my jawline and begin to travel down my neck. His lips find my mouth once again and he kissed me hard, his hand gripping my hair to hold me in place.

  Bennett's hands found my breasts and he cupped one and brought it up to his mouth to suck. His tongue twirled around my nipple, hardening it instantly. The ache in my body throbbed harder as his mouth took turns between my breasts, sucking, licking, and teasing me. Cries fell from my lips as waves of delicious pleasure roamed through my body.

  He shoved a hand between my legs, cupping me. He rubbed me with the heel of his palm, slowly rubbing his finger along the moist folds of my pussy. Ripples of heat ran through me.

  He stopped kissing me as he watched his hand make magic on my body. He was clearly a skilled lover, and I was enjoying every minute of it. A small smile played on his lips as I shook under him. I was becoming wet as he continued to rub.

  “Tell me this is for me.”

  Surprised by his voice I nodded gasping, “It's all for you.” Who else could do this to my body? It was the chemistry. We were on fire together.

  He grabbed me by the waist and pushed me back into the bed. My legs were around him, and I could feel him just at my entrance and the excitement inside me built to a new level. Bennett grabbed my wrists pinning them above my head, locking them tightly in one hand.

  “Tell me you're mine, sweetheart.” His fingers entered me and I gasped.

  “I'm yours, Bennett, I'm all yours.”

  “Do you want me inside you?”

  “Yes, I will die if you don't. Please, Bennett, hurry.”

  He was a beautiful man, so much more in that moment than he was when he was playing on the field. More beautiful than when he was being charming or telling a joke. He smoldered above me and I had never seen a more beautiful man than in that moment. He was tempting me with his hardness, rubbing himself against my entrance. Teasing me, promising himself to me. I wasn't sure how much more I could bear.

  “Please, Bennett, I need you.”

  One second I was without him and then the next he was inside me. He filled me with his cock slowly and carefully drawing, out the pleasure excruciatingly slow. He was worried he would break me if he went too fast. I could totally understand why, he was big. He wasn't sure if I could take him so snugly inside me. A moan escaped me as I was filled with his size. He was wide and hard and felt so incredibly good that I almost couldn't stand it. I whimpered between pleasure and pain, not sure if I wanted more or less of him. He grabbed my breasts and cupped them gently as he bent down to claim my mouth once again. It was so hot.

  He rocked inside me gently as I walked a fine line between delirium and sanity. He sucked on my nipples as I felt the oncoming of an orgasm building up inside me. I shuddered moving my hips against his wantonly. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as waves of pleasure hit me forcefully. I knew I was not goi
ng to last. He felt far too good and was much too big. He pulled out and plunged back in so deep that I felt every inch of him. He came at the same time that I did, the powerful jerks of his body shuddering inside me.

  I clutched onto Bennett's muscled body as it twisted against mine. I licked his muscled shoulder, and he growled in satisfaction. He was still rocking inside me even though our orgasms had stopped. I relaxed and tried to catch my breath.

  He grabbed my ass, still hard inside of me. His rocking became faster as he took me for the second time. I gasped as he plunged in hard and fast and my gasps turned to moans as my body prepared for another earth-shattering orgasm. His own orgasm came again quickly after and I felt like my body was humming. For Bennett, it was clearly about claiming me as his own, taking what he wanted. My body was all his and I wouldn't want it any other way, I was perfectly happy with being claimed. My body was singing and the experience with Bennett was better than my fantasies.

  We separated finally and I nuzzled into his body feeling warm all over once again. He wrapped his arms around me and held me tight.

  “I've wanted you since the first moment I saw you, Emmi. This was incredible.” I remembered when we first met and how he couldn't take his eyes off of me while he talked to my father. At that time, I had never expected to be in that place with him now. I was now breathless in his presence and couldn't for a moment now remember why I never thought it would work. It was clear we were perfect for each other. I couldn't imagine him not being around now, around forever.

  Looking deep into his eyes, I knew that I loved him. I curled tighter into his arms and let him hold me.

  He sat up and pulled me up with him. Taking me in his arms again he carried me to the shower. There were no words that I could say to him. I wanted him, too. He turned on the shower and went inside pulling me with him. His skin was hot and wet and I felt myself grow wet at the sight of his muscled body. He kept his eyes levelled on me as he stepped into the water spray to shield me from it.

  I could barely breathe; he had such an overwhelming effect on me. I couldn't fight my attraction for him. He was driving me wild. My eyes held his and water rivulets slid down his jaw as he grabbed my ass and squeezed it. He pulled me in close and I could feel his erection pushing against my tummy, and it warmed my entire body. He dragged his thumb against my bottom lip.

  I wanted him so much he consumed me heart, soul, and body. My pussy gripped tight as I fought to not to whimper with longing. My senses were heightened by his closeness.

  I could barely think straight. My body was on fire and I just wanted it extinguished. I had a painful throb inside my body that I wanted him to take away. He grabbed soap and started to soap up my naked body. He watched his hands working between my legs and across my breasts.

  His touch was becoming familiar to me; it brought me pleasure and caused a slow burn between my legs.

  My eyes drifted closed as he tilted the showerhead towards my face. The shampoo washed down my body and into the drain. He slid his hands down my hair to help the soap trickle down my body. I could barely keep it together with him so near. I seized the soap and made lots of bubbles and started to wash his chest, his skin hard and smooth.

  “I want you. I want you to put your lips on mine.”

  He pressed his lips to mine and kissed me roughly, withdrawing only to let me catch my breath.

  My chest was heaving, my heart pounding in my chest. Without thinking, my fingers pushed into his hair and I pulled him towards my lips, rushing his mouth. His tongue found mine first and he lifted me up in the air so that we were level. His closeness set me on fire; he was exhilarating as he pushed into me. I sucked his tongue hungrily and he turned off the shower and carried me outside. He draped a towel over me as I clung to him, and he carried me to the bed. He lowered me over the comforter and he rubbed the towel over my skin while he smiled and said, “Let me go get dry.”

  I didn’t want him to go, he looked delicious, hot and wet before me. My teeth started to chatter as I watched his buttocks flex as he disappeared into the bathroom. I absently dried myself with the towel as my eyes trained on the door. He finally returned, filling the threshold of the door with his frame, his eyes trained on mine as he walked back over to the bed. He leaned down and cupped the back of my head, “Kiss me, Emmi.”

  He parted his mouth on mine, our breath mingled together, and a delicious shiver ran through me as our tongues found each other. My breasts rose and fell as he ran his fingers up my leg, then possessively cupped my ass.

  “Are you turned on by this?”

  I smiled. “Yes.”

  A thousand flames were licking my body all over as he touched me. I was dying of anticipation. I had never had sex this good and I couldn't imagine it ever getting better. I shuddered as he caressed my pussy, briefly opening my lips with his thumb as he sucked on my nipples. I bucked underneath him and he laughed softly as he continued to lick my nipples, tonguing them, playing with them, before covering one with his mouth and sucking.

  He ran his hands over my body, growling. “God, Emmi. You knot me up and tear me apart. I'm coming inside you now.”

  “Okay.”

  He eagerly spread me wide, his erection pulsing and hard as he flattened me on my back and covered me with the heat of his body. His mouth was one with mine again, and I felt myself melt underneath him. I clawed his back and he buried his face in my neck, biting and nipping me.

  Grabbing my legs, he pulled them around his hip, and then pinned my arms above my head, looking down at me like he wanted to devour me. I smiled up at him.

  He curled our fingers together as he crushed his mouth with mine. The closeness to him, our limbs tangled together, our tongues, everything activated a pleasure in my brain and engaged all my mating instincts. Heat streaked through my veins as our tongues met again. His cock was against me and every cell in my body knew that Bennett was about to go inside me. There was need written all over his face, and he was easily the sexiest man I had ever seen. I could see his muscles clench, his body working as he pushed himself into me deep. Thrashing as a sound of pleasure ripped through me, I tilted my hips up to meet him. He muttered my name as he brushed kisses along my face. He thrust inside me as I moaned his name over and over again. I came as he rocked inside me and I was panting as he followed suit, filling me up. He slid out of me and held my naked body to him. Bennett bit the back of my neck, holding me tighter than I had ever been held.

  Summoning the energy to move after that took a lot of energy. I turned into him and looked into his face. I couldn't believe all that I had done with him in such a short time. It all just suddenly hit me and I wasn't sure how I felt about it.

  “Do you want to sleep?” he asked.

  Looking away from him momentarily I whispered, “I think that I should probably head home for the evening.”

  Chapter Fourteen

  I couldn't have felt more content with Bennett lying beside him in bed. But I also felt sort of out of place. It was something that happened to me sometimes after I realized I just had a one-night stand with a virtual stranger. I was a little embarrassed about all the things I did with him. I had just been overcome with passion and longing to be with him. I could not stop myself from feeding into the frenzy that became the two of us. That passion, I wondered, could that last forever? Could sex between the two of us always be so intense? I hoped so; I couldn't imagine such heat disappearing between us. I almost wanted to try again, but my embarrassment held me back. I hoped he didn't think less of me for sleeping with him on our first date. Man, that probably hadn't been the best idea. But the chemistry, the intensity of that first kiss, totally took me over, took us both over.

  I had never done anything like that before with anyone. I wasn't entirely sure why I did it with Bennett, I just felt so connected to him. I wasn't sure how to explain what had come over me. It hadn't felt wrong. It still didn't feel wrong. I was just a little out of sorts.

  “Are you sure you want to go ho
me? You are more than welcome to stay the night, Emmi.”

  That surprised me, but I had a lot to process and I wanted to do that alone. I wasn't sure how I felt about our coupling or what he thought of me now and I needed time to think. Plus I was sure if I stayed, we would spend the night having sex and I needed to separate myself from the act for the time being.

  He nuzzled into my neck. “That was incredible, Emmi. God you were so good.”

  I smiled, though I suddenly felt self-conscious about the acts that I participated in.

  “Yes, it was very good.”

  “So stay with me. Let’s do that some more.”

  I giggled. “I can't I'm sorry. Can you take me home now?”

  He sat up in bed and looked down at me. “Is everything okay, Emmi?”

  I nodded, smiling. “Yes, everything is okay. I would just feel more comfortable sleeping at home.”

  He nodded. “Sure, of course. Let me get dressed and we'll get you home.”

  I watched as he dressed quickly and then retreated into the bathroom. He closed the door behind him and I heard the tap turn on. I quickly got out of bed and took a towel to clean myself off with. I pulled my panties on and followed with my jeans. I slipped into my bra and then pulled the t-shirt over my head. I brushed my fingers through my hair and tousled it a bit. Bennett came out of the bathroom dressed and ready to go.

  “Are you ready, beautiful?”

  I smiled. “Yes, I'm ready to go. Thank you.”

  He took my hand and led me out of the bedroom and down the hall. I grabbed my purse off the couch and followed him out the door.

  We were silent for most of the ride home. I didn't know what to say at that point and he seemed lost in his own thoughts. I wondered if I would get to see him again when he returned from his trip. I imagined I would, but I still felt so self-conscious about the sex that we had. I hoped that he didn't think less of me now that it was over. It wasn't something I usually did and I hoped he didn't hold it against me.

  I sent Connie a quick text and asked her to meet me at my place, I needed to talk. She sent a quick reply back saying that she was on her way.