Single Mom's Protector - Complete Series

by Nella Tyler

  “I know I had nothing to do with it, but that doesn't mean I don't feel responsible. What I'm sorry for is how that article made you feel. Especially so soon into things when you don't know me at all. I can imagine it must have rocked you a bit.”

  “Well, it certainly wasn't the best part of that day.”

  He chuckled. “I'm glad you can have a sense of humor about this.”

  “I gave up being mad or upset awhile ago, it's pointless.”

  “I'm sorry you got hurt. I wish we had been together long enough that you would have been able to laugh the whole thing off. Knowing that other people read it and possibly believed what the article said must have been very trying for you. That's why I'm sorry because you don't deserve to have to go through anything like that.”

  “Well, it was a surprise.”

  “It was for me, as well. I was pretty pissed off when my buddy called me. It's a slap in the face to be accused of something like that. It's disrespectful to you and your father.”

  “I'm not sure if my father knows, I haven't heard from him about it.”

  “It wouldn't matter anyways because that's not who I am, Emmi, and I would really like the opportunity to prove that to you.”

  I took the opportunity to get up and get the coffee. My head was swimming and I could barely keep up with the thoughts going through my head at that moment. He sounded so genuine and nice. A really great guy, and yet I knew I couldn't have him as my own. I poured two cups of coffee, leaving his black and adding cream to mine. I returned to the table and handed him a cup.

  “Thank you.”

  “You're welcome.”

  I sat down and looked him square in the eyes. “I don't think that we should continue to see each other, Bennett. I'm sorry. I thought there might have been something there between us, but after the article, I just didn't see it as a smart choice anymore. I have a career I'm building at this point, and I don't need rumors getting in the way of that. If we continued dating, people would see me as a fool, and I need people to see me in a different light if I'm going to get the life that I want.”

  “Emmi, us dating will not affect your career. I promise you that.”

  “How can you be so sure?”

  “Because I'm going to prove all these doubters wrong. I'm going to show them that I'm not here in this room drinking coffee with you because I want to be on your father’s team. I'm not going to lie to you, Emmi, I do want to be on your father’s team, but I can get there without sleeping with his daughter. That's why this whole thing has been a slap in my face, too.”

  I raised my eyebrows in surprise.

  “I'm a pretty humble guy, Emmi. I don't go around and brag about my talents, but I'm also not stupid. I am no mediocre player, I'm damn good at my job, and I can take your father’s team higher than it ever has been, there is no doubt in my mind. And I can do that, Emmi, without dating you. So please, I'm not here for the team. I'm here because the first time I laid eyes on you, I thought I was dreaming. You are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen and what's better than that is you're brilliant and you probably know more about baseball or sports in general than I do.”

  I blushed from my nose to my toes.

  “You are the perfect woman, in my eyes, anyways. That is why I asked you out and that is why I would like to continue dating you, if you will let me.”

  He stopped his monologue to take a drink of his coffee. I was momentarily speechless, so I had nothing to offer to the silence. I also took a sip of my coffee before I spoke.

  “No one has ever spoken to me that way before.”

  He closed his eyes and then opened them again. “God, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to step out of line or anything. I just wanted you to know how I feel and believe that it was genuine.”

  “No, it was...sweet. I mean, wow.”

  He laughed. “Please give me a chance, Emmi. I swear to you that I will do everything in my power to show you that the haters out there are all wrong.”

  I looked into my coffee cup. “I don't know...”

  “Well, that's okay because I do.”

  I looked up at him, and I couldn't be more confused. I felt so strongly for him and yet I also felt like I could be making a huge mistake by continuing to date him.

  “Emmi, there was no fallout from the article – it completely disappeared, didn't it?”

  “Yes.”

  “Because people don't really care that much and for the most part, didn't even believe it. It would be silly to deny yourself the happiness you deserve. I think we could be happy together, and I would like to show you that.”

  I certainly did deserve as much happiness as I could get. I was just so confused.

  “I want to be with you badly, can you really say you don't feel the same way?”

  “I do want to be with you, Bennett, I always have. The last night we were together was incredible. I'm just so confused right now.”

  “Don't be. I had an amazing time with you, also. Let me show you that I'm the real deal.”

  I smiled at him finally. Maybe I should just take a leap of faith and see what happened. You never know and like he said, there had been no fallout. There was no proof that Bennett had done anything wrong, so I shouldn't be punishing both of us because of it.

  “Okay, Bennett. Show me. I'm in, let's do this.”

  He came over to my side of the table and kissed me.

  Chapter Eight

  His kiss had taken me by surprise and I gasped when I felt his tongue meet mine. All my reservations about him began to dissipate and it was like I couldn't remember what I had been worried about in the first place. The chemistry between us was electrifying, and I almost felt stupid for ever having doubted him – or us for that matter.

  Before I knew it, I was kissing him back fervently. He tasted incredible and I suddenly felt warmth all over my body. I felt heat between my legs, and I moaned when his tongue met mine again. I couldn't believe how good I felt around him and how easily I got turned on in his presence. Our kissing grew more passionate and he leaned into me. I felt the front of his pants and was pleasantly surprised to find his cock was hard.

  “Oh God, Bennett.”

  “See what you do to me?”

  He kissed me again, and I sucked his tongue a little. I wanted him so badly, and I needed him to know that. “Oh Bennett, I can't seem to get enough of you. You have so much power over turning me on.

  He chuckled. “Beautiful girl. That is the best news I have heard all day. I feel exactly the same way about you.”

  “Really?”

  “Are you kidding me? Look at you! You are the sexiest girl I have ever known. Just looking at you turns me on, never mind the fact that I get to touch you everywhere.”

  I moaned. I loved hearing it, hearing Bennett tell me things I had never heard before. It was so hot and added to the intensity of the moment. I had never thought of myself as sexy. But I was willing to believe everything that came out of that boy’s mouth.

  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 loudly and parted my lips slightly as my hands roamed through his hair, pushing my body up against his. I wanted his hands on me immediately; I needed his hands on me. Trembling, I grabbed his face and kissed him harder, aching inside for him.

  He pulled me up from the chair, and I giggled as he made his way towards my bedroom. He opened my door and without turning on a light, he pulled me towards the bed. I lay down on the bed as he moved above me. He was breathtaking – he had a rugged manliness that made me want him inside me badly and he kissed like he knew what he was doing.

  He kissed me so slowly and deeply, I felt like I was losing control of myself. I felt heady and emotional and being there with him after my nightmarish week just made everything better. I needed him near me; pleasing me and making me feel good. Each kiss he gave me took away part of the hurt that had been inflicted on me. I loved the feeling. It was addictive. His
mouth had complete control over mine, and I wouldn't have wanted it any other way. Sucking, nipping, and tasting, I was no longer 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. The sheets had somehow ended up at our feet, but his body was so warm that I clung to him.

  Bennett 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 closer to him by my neck. His closeness set me on fire; he was exhilarating as he made my head spin. I sucked his tongue hungrily, dying to be with him, wanting him so badly.

  Bennett got up and removed his shirt and pants – and looked glorious while doing it. God he was so hot, even more so when he was naked.

  “Now your turn.”

  I smiled mischievously as I sat up. I pulled my shirt over my head and left my skirt on. I slipped my panties off, however, and raised an eyebrow at him.

  “Wow, that's so hot. You want me to take you with your skirt on, sweetheart? I would love to do that. I will fuck you with your skirt on, Emmi.”

  I closed my eyes, loving the sound of his voice, especially when he talked dirty to me. It was one of my favorite parts of lovemaking – telling your partner how turned on you were.

  “You look so beautiful.”

  I smiled. “Then get over here.”

  He came to me and rose above me once more. He parted his mouth on mine; our breath becoming one, 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.

  “You have such a hot ass.”

  I just looked up at him, loving the feel of his hands where they were.

  A thousand flames were licking my body all over as he touched me. I was dying of anticipation for him. 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 one of my nipples, tonguing it, playing with it, before covering it with his mouth and sucking.

  “Oh God, Bennett, that feels so good.”

  He ran his hands over my body, growling, “Emmi, you knot me up and tear me apart.

  “I want you in my mouth.”

  He looked at me with surprise, but that quickly turned to lust as he rolled over onto his back. I was immediately on him and took his cock in my mouth. He moaned loudly. “Emmi, God that feels good.”

  I sucked on him hard, allowing my tongue to swirl around his tip. I felt the tip of his cock hit the back of my throat. He was nice and big in my mouth, and I ached to have him inside me.

  “Emmi, you make me want to take you right now. But I want to taste you first.”

  I sat up as he pushed me back down on the bed. I spread my legs for him, and he slowly rubbed his fingers against my opening. The sensation thrilled me. I was already wet for him and aching for his cock. I moaned when he bent down and lightly lapped at my opening. He continued licking my opening as if I was an ice cream cone. He stuck his tongue inside me, and I gasped. He began to suck my clit until I thought I would lose my mind. I had already lost my ability to think clearly, all I could see and feel was him.

  “Please, take me, Bennett. I need you badly.”

  “You can have anything you want, Emmi.”

  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 could taste myself on his lips. I felt myself melt underneath him. I clawed his back and he buried his face in my neck, biting and nipping me.

  “Who do you belong to?”

  “You,” I panted. “I only want you.”

  He pulled out and flipped me over. I stuck my bottom in the air, and he rubbed my ass. He pushed my skirt up so that I was presented to him fully.

  The closeness to him, our limbs tangled together, and my bottom against his cock – I had never wanted anyone more than I wanted him at that moment. I wanted his tongue in my mouth once again, but I would have to wait. Heat filled my veins as he continued to massage my ass cheeks. He slipped a finger into my opening and finger fucked me. I was so wet that I was dripping against his fingers. His cock was now against my entry and every cell in my body knew that Bennett was now my mate and I prepared myself for him. There was need written all over his face and he was easily the sexiest man I had ever seen. I could see his strong muscles clench, his body working as he pushed himself deep into me. Thrashing as a sound of pleasure ripped through me, I pushed my ass against him, taking in more of his cock. He muttered my name as he bent over and kissed my shoulders. He thrust inside me as I moaned his name over and over again. I came against his cock as he rocked inside me and I was panting as he followed suit, filling me up. He slid out of me and rolled over on the bed. I followed suit and moved up against his body. He wrapped his arms around me and held my naked body to him. Bennett bit the back of my neck, holding me tighter than I had ever been held before.

  Summoning the energy to move after that took a lot of energy for me, and I imagined that he felt the same way. I was turned into him and was looking into his face, and I smiled when he looked down at me.

  He leaned in and kissed me on the forehead. “That was fantastic, Emmi.”

  “You were great, as well.”

  “Are you tired?”

  “Nope,” I said.

  “How do you feel?”

  “Hungry,” I said and giggled.

  He laughed. “Well, I'm not surprised. Okay, let's get dressed and see what we can do about that.”

  Chapter Nine

  I was in an after sex glow when we left the bedroom and returned to the kitchen. I almost wanted to return to my bedroom and try going at it a second time. Bennett just had that effect on me. He had some serious bedroom skills and I was curious to try some new positions with him. Why not? It would be so much fun, and I was willing to stay in bed all day long if I had to.

  It was then that my stomach growled. Alas, food would be the one thing that kept me out of the bedroom for the day. That was okay, I would be more than happy to stare at Bennett across the table as we ate some burgers and had some beer. Or maybe we could try some other culinary delight since we had already went for burgers, either way, I didn't care as long as we were together.

  We both sat back down at the kitchen table and smiled across the table at each other. I picked up my coffee mug and took a sip. It was still warm and I finished it. It tasted like the best coffee I ever had after the sex that I just experienced.

  I watched as Bennett finished his coffee, as well. “Shall we have another while we figure out where to go to eat?” The moment was so comforting that I didn't mind sitting awhile and enjoying another cup before we got going. The sex had been so good that I was still basking in the deliciousness of it. Damn, maybe we should go back in that room.

  “Sure. I can make food here, too, if you prefer staying in?”

  “No, I'd like to take you out.”

  I smiled as I took both mugs and got up to get more coffee. I felt incredible and couldn't have been happier that I decided to give the dating idea another shot. I had been foolish to worry about anything happening. The article was in the past and it wasn't the end of the world, anyways. We were going to be just fine. I was happy and that was all that mattered. We would take the world by storm and together we would prove everyone wrong. I couldn't wait to do that and to see what the future had in store for us.

  I stirred cream into my coffee and then brought both mugs back to the table. As I was setting his mug in front of him, his phone rang. He smiled at me as he pulled the phone out of his jeans and looked at the screen.

  A look of confusion came across his face a
nd I wondered who the call was from. I sat down across from him and took a sip of my hot coffee.

  He answered the call and said hello. Immediately, the mood in the room changed as I read his body language. As his brow furrowed, he no longer looked like the man who had left my bedroom. The conversation he was having was not a good one and I couldn't imagine what had gone wrong.

  “What are you talking about? What does that mean?”

  I could not hear the other end of the conversation, but whatever the person was saying was making Bennett very upset. I started feeling sick to my stomach and wondered if the conversation had anything to do with me.

  “What does that mean? I have no idea what you're talking about?” Bennett kept repeating the same thing into the phone, which worried me. Something was really wrong and he was having a hard time processing the information. I wanted to ask him what was wrong, but he was too worked up with the conversation to even acknowledge I was in the same room with him. What could possibly be so upsetting that he would be getting frustrated with the other person on the line?

  “Are you kidding me?” Bennett exploded and started yelling into the phone. I couldn't believe my eyes and fear struck me immediately. I wasn't afraid of Bennett or anything, and I certainly didn't feel like I was in any danger. The fear was from the worry that I felt – the worry that the conversation was about me. I didn't want or need any more complications in our relationship and the conversation was really starting to bother me.

  “Look, it wasn't my fault. Don't you know that?”

  Now I was really puzzled. What wasn't Bennett's fault? I really didn't feel like it was my place to get involved, but I was worried. I put my hand on his arm and without looking at me he pulled away. What did that mean? He wasn't even looking at me, and I found the whole scene very upsetting. Tears welled up in my eyes, but I fought them back. I would not cry in front of Bennett. Not now, I wouldn't.

  “Are you listening to me? I said it wasn't my fault! Really? You know what? Forget it.” He hung up the phone and looked up at me for the first time. I tentatively took a drink of my coffee, unsure of what to say to him. Should I ask him about the phone call or was it none of my business at this point? I was so confused and unsure of myself that I was paralyzed in silence. What he said next was probably the last thing that I expected.