Protect Me

by Jennifer Culbreth

  “Damnit baby, you’re going to make me come before I even get inside of you.” His words came from between his teeth.

  She moaned against his cock in return. He always took care of her needs, today on his day she would take care of him. She took his length deep into her throat before sliding her lips up and over his head. She sat up on her knees, his gaze burning into her flesh. She had stopped sleeping with clothes on, mostly because it was pointless. Most nights they would get ripped off in the heat of the moment when their bodies had made contact with each other in their sleep, but also because she was comfortable with Ryan, he reassured her every chance he had of her beauty and how much she meant to him.

  She leaned down into his neck kissing her way up to his ear. “I’m in charge today so you just sit back and enjoy it.” She smiled as she took in his reaction to her words.

  She moved down and straddled his hips, taking his cock in her hand and guiding him towards her entrance. She slid down onto him, heat coursing throughout her body. She took his full length bringing her hips down to meet his as his hands traveled up towards her waist. She leaned slightly back as she lifted herself up again, leaving just his head inside of her. She moaned out. She needed him. He made her feel whole, wanted and she knew that he needed her too. The way his hands held her, his lips kissing her with a feeling of desperation, like he didn’t know when he would get the chance again. She rode up and down on his cock, rocking her hips back and forth as his hands cupped her breasts. Taking her nipples and pulling slightly, waves building in her body.

  “You are so damn beautiful.” His eyes never left her. “I will never have enough of you. You’re mine baby.”

  “Always yours.” She whispered out as his hips came up against hers forcefully.

  She leaned down placing her hands onto his stomach as he gripped her waist and slammed his cock into her. The feeling shot through every nerve of her body. She liked the slow and sensual, but she liked the hard and rough too. A little smack on the ass and hair pulling never hurt anyone. A low growl caused her eyes to shoot up; his gaze was dark, dilated, as he bit on his bottom lip. She could feel her body melting, her orgasm building. It seeped out in small waves from her core.

  “Are you close baby? I want you to come with me.”

  “Yes. Ryan. Harder.” She hissed out.

  With the simple request, he swiftly rolled her down onto her back, bringing her legs up around his waist as he thrust into her, their hips smacking together, as he filled her with every inch of his length. She was on the edge, teetering back and forth and with each thrust she was leaning closer towards falling off.

  “Look at me baby, open your eyes.” He demanded.

  Her eyes flickered open as her hands slid across her breasts caressing her nipples. One last thrust and she was spiraling off. The sensation coming from deep inside of her entrance shooting up through her body, as waves sprinkled over her. It was like fireworks exploding around her. Her legs gripped tight around him as she felt his cock throbbing inside of her, his hot cum shooting into her. He filled her up with every last thrust. She lost control of every muscle in her body, unable to control her movements as her body convulsed underneath him.

  “Mmmm.” She lay sated on the bed as his weight came down on top of her.

  “Talk about a wakeup call.” He kissed against her neck as he gently slide out of her.

  “Mmmm.”

  “Is that all you have to say.”

  “No, I’m hungry too.” She smiled over at him.

  “Well, what do you say I take you out for breakfast?” He brushed the stray hairs out of her face as he lay naked beside her.

  “I think that sounds amazing.”

  “Ok, go freshen up and I will get a quick shower.” He leaned down, his lips finding hers as his tongue slid into her mouth, to tease her.

  As he made his way into the bathroom she propped herself up taking in the view. He was chiseled, like one of those men from the movie “300”. She had watched it years ago for no other reason than the fact that there were three hundred half naked men running around the whole time. The sight of his naked ass made heat flash through her body. She would never get tired of looking at him. There were still times that she felt inadequate around him. The first night they had gone on a date for example, a real date, the flowers and chocolates, picking her up at her door, kind of date. As she made her way into the bathroom she remembered the look the waitress had given her, like she was chopped meat compared to Ryan. A part of her just hoped that how he felt for her now wasn’t just to satisfy a need. She wanted more than that and the reassurance he had given her that night, kisses when the waitress was near, his arm holding her closely as they sat at the table, told her he felt more. Over the past few weeks Ryan had become her everything, and she hoped that would never change.

  She found herself constantly thinking about him. If he left for work or to cover a detail, she was always wondering what was going on. Never before had she felt like this towards someone. They talked about everything and she knew no matter what it was that she could confide in him; especially after the way he had handled everything she had told him about Trent and the situations at the club the other night. She had expected him to blow up but he hadn’t, though she knew he wasn’t playing around. He had informed Gabe the next day of his new detail and he had been going everywhere with her since.

  She slipped into the private toilet area to tidy up as Ryan finished in the shower. She slipped out and hopped quickly into the shower rinsing off with warm water and the suds left over on his loofa. As she opened the door she looked up noticing his writing scribbled into the steam on the mirror. “You look beautiful with morning sex hair” and a small heart scrolled across the length of the large mirror. She smiled as her heart filled with happiness. It was the small gestures that she loved the most, the things that money couldn’t buy. They had made a habit of leaving each other mirror messages since they had begun living together. Something sweet and funny scrolled across the steamy mirror in big letters.

  She grabbed the loose towel and dried her body before heading into her closet. Today was Saturday, Ryan’s birthday. As much as she wanted to wake him this morning with balloons and a cake, she was still trying to keep him under the impression that she had no idea. Trish had accomplished inviting everyone, including a few very important people that she wouldn’t tell Abbi about saying it would be a surprise for her as well, and Ryan still didn’t have a clue that they were plotting against him. So far their plan was working. Trish and Abbi had agreed that Abbi would be responsible for getting Ryan out of the house for a few hours so Trish could get everyone there and everything set up before they got back.

  Getting dressed she scrolled through her selections, opting for the matching lace bra and panties. White shorts, paired with an aqua chiffon top, and light brown wedge sandals. She fixed her hair up into a messy bun on the top of her head, securing it back with a small gray headband. She slipped on a long dangling necklace as she stepped over to her vanity. After applying her powder and a little mascara she made her way out into the room to find Ryan sitting on the bed fully dressed. He had on a shirt of the same color and khaki shorts with gray tennis shoes. She giggled at their similarities in clothing choices.

  “Did you peek and see what I was wearing today?” He smiled as he stood from the bed making his way over to her.

  “No way, I think you were the peeping Tom.” She giggled as she wrapped her arms around his waist.

  “I can change if you want me to, I don’t want to be judged for who wore it best.”

  “No, I like it. Don’t change.”

  “Ok, good because I like it too.” He leaned down and kissed her, sucking her bottom lip into his mouth. Her hands traveling up to his arms as she slid her nails down his biceps. “Ok, let’s go before I have to strip you naked and throw you back into bed.” He grinned.

  “That doesn’t sound bad actually.” She beamed a smile up at him.

  “Come
on, let’s get you some breakfast.” He laughed at her pouting face.

  “Ok, but I’d like dessert afterwards.” Her eyes shot back at him as they walked downstairs.

  They made their way down the stairs and headed towards the garage entrance. Stopping a few feet short as Trish rounded the corner.

  “So where are you two lovebirds heading off to so early?” She gave Abbi a coy smile.

  “Breakfast, and then maybe I will talk Ryan into blowing some of his money on me.” She shot a glance over to his smiling face.

  “I think I can handle that, luckily I just got paid.” He wrapped his arm around Abbi’s waist.

  “Well, if it’s not too much to ask do you mind doing me a favor while you’re out?” Trish looked up at Ryan completely straight faced.

  “Sure, what can I do for you?” Ryan looked questioningly back at her.

  “I need you to stop by the store and grab me some ice cream, the lactose free kind. No dairy. Please.” She beamed up at him before turning and walking away.

  “I didn’t know she was allergic to dairy.” Ryan stood just at the door before grabbing his keys from the hanger and opening the door out.

  It took everything in Abbi to keep a straight face, but she successfully contained her giggle. Just as she was about to step out she heard a noise from behind her.

  “Psst.” Trish stood with her head just around the corner holding her phone up and pointing to it.

  Abbi gave her the thumbs up signal as she followed Ryan out the door. A while later the two of them were pulling up to a beautiful café sitting just on the beach in Malibu. The warm breeze washing over her as Ryan helped her from the truck. They made their way to the entrance, as a guy dressed in a brilliant blue polo shirt and gray shorts opened the door ushering them in.

  “Welcome to the Paradise Café. Just the two of you for breakfast?”

  “Yes, could we have a cabana outside please?” Ryan took Abbi by the hand as the guy showed them out towards the covered cabanas.

  The man ushered them into their seats before handing them menus and ensuring their waitress would be with them soon. The view was breathtaking. The crystal clear water lapped up along the white sand. Families and couples were strewn across the sand. Some playing games, others relaxing and soaking up the sun. The lush tropical vegetation scrolled along the bottom of the Pacific Coast Highway.

  “This place is beautiful.” Abbi said looking around as she took it all in.

  “Almost as beautiful as the company,” Ryan leaned back smiling. “The breakfast burritos are amazing.”

  “Oh that sounds good. I think that I will have the apple pie pancakes though, a little taste of home.” She giggled as a waitress approached the table.

  She eyed Ryan like he was a piece of meat. Practically drooling as she took his order. Abbi could have sworn that if it wasn’t for interrupting the waitress’s sex eyes towards Ryan she wouldn’t have even taken her order. Geeze, did every woman undress him with their eyes? Yeah, she guessed they did, but who could blame them. He was delicious, she just wished they did it at a healthy distance and not right in front of her. After giving the waitress her order Abbi checked her phone to see if there were any messages from Trish.

  “Are your boyfriends calling you already?” Ryan joked as she quickly put her phone back in her purse.

  “Nah, they usually wait until later.” She eyed him playfully. “I was checking to see if Judy had sent me anything about work tonight. Trent wasn’t too happy about me showing up with my bodyguard the other night.”

  “Well, I am not worried about Trent. I am worried about you. If he gives you shit about it then he can kiss that bar goodbye.” Ryan shifted in his seat.

  Yep, that was not where she wanted that to go. Damn her and her big ass mouth. She needed friendlier conversation. “So, where are we headed after this?”

  “Well, what kind of shopping did you want to do? Clothes, paintings, home goods. You name it and we are there.” He reached over and grabbed her hand.

  The muscles in her stomach tightened shooting heat down into the apex of her thighs. She squeezed her legs together in an effort to relieve the tension but the strain only made it worse.

  “Lingerie,” She choked out. “I want to go lingerie shopping.” Yes that should buy them some time.

  He eyed her questionably, “Is this lingerie for me?”

  “Well ultimately yes, though I will be the one wearing it, unless that’s your thing, then by all means.”

  “Well, we do have this tendency to match you know.” He laughed.

  “Yes that we do. Ok, so lingerie shopping for matching teddies. It’s a date.” She couldn’t help but giggle.

  The two sat and chatted as they ate their breakfast, light conversation was never hard between the two of them. As Ryan took care of the bill she slipped away to the restroom to check her phone. She had one message from Trish.

  Trish: I need you to stall for a few more hours dear. The flight has been delayed.

  Abbi: Flight? Who all is coming to this BBQ?

  Trish: Can’t tell you.  It’s on a need to know basis my dear. Your mission is to stall. I need you to stay gone until at least three p.m.

  Abbi: Ok, I think I can handle that.

  She checked her phone, it was almost eleven. Piece of cake, a few more hours wouldn’t be hard to do. She washed her hands and then returned to the lobby to meet Ryan.

  “Ok beautiful, let’s go get you some fancy underoos.” He draped his arm around her shoulder and led her out to the truck.

  *****

  They had been at the lingerie store for what seemed like hours, but checking his phone he realized it had only been forty five minutes. He had made sure they had a private dressing area in the back so that she could show him her selections, but for some reason she seemed to be stalling, nervous even. He wasn’t sure if it was her lack of confidence in coming out in front of other people in skimpy lingerie or if she was still nervous around him. As the room attendant brought a handful of other selections towards Abbi’s room, Ryan made his way over to the curtain.

  “Babe, is everything going ok in there?”

  “Uhh, yeah. I will be out in a few. Why don’t you go see if there is anything you like.”

  He chuckled before heading towards the main area in the front of the store. Rows of hangers lined each wall and on each one hung scraps of fabric, some with the nipple area cut out, some with other holes. Sure it was sexy, but he would prefer for her to just go naked. He loved seeing her body. Every curve, every scar, the small birthmark that sat just below her left breast on her rib cage, and the many tattoos that scattered all over her body. It was like traveling a treasure map, they just popped up everywhere. That was all he needed, just her in the flesh. Finding his way to the corner of the store he saw a rack containing bathing suits. Now this was something a little more necessary.

  He thumbed through the hangers grabbing a black two piece bikini. It was a little too revealing for her to wear out to the beach, but for it was perfect for her to parade around their pool in. He grabbed the hanger in her size and made his way back to the dressing area.

  “Ok babe, I need to know if you think this makes my hips look big.” He had wrapped the bikini top as best he could around his large chest as he held the bottoms up to the front of his shorts.

  “Ha! No Honey, that looks great on you.” She laughed stepping out into the open area.

  He had to catch his breath. She was wearing a skin tight gray teddy, with pink and white ruffles trimming the bottom and the bust line. The pink patent leather stilettos that the attendant had found made her legs run for days. He couldn’t help but stare at Abbi, as the attendant excused herself back up front.

  “You look. Wow. Babe you’re gorgeous.” There was no hiding the erection beginning to stand out from his shorts.

  The blush spread across her face. “Thanks and I must say, you look dashing yourself.”

  Realizing he was still wearing the b
athing suit he stripped the pieces off before setting them down on the chair in her small room. His hands found her waist as he pushed her back past the curtain hanging at the opening. His lips found hers with desperation. His tongue sliding into her mouth tasting her tongue as he pulled back sucking at her bottom lip.

  “I think we should get you home and unwrap you. You’re like a present with a big shiny bow that I’m not allowed to touch until Christmas morning.” He kissed down her neck as he felt her body go tense beneath him.

  “No, not yet. Besides I gotta try on the bathing suit you picked out.” She smiled up at him. “But I can tell this outfit is a keeper.”

  “Ok, but don’t take too long. I am missing you like crazy out here.”

  “Ok I won’t. I promise.”

  He wasn’t sure what was going on but for some reason Abbi was acting funny today. She kept checking her phone every few minutes and then stepping to the restroom every chance she could get, which he was sure was just another excuse to check her phone. And there had never been a time before that she had turned down the chance to go home and spend some time alone. He didn’t know if it were all the stuff going on at work or if he had done something to make her uncomfortable. He hoped like hell it was just the situations at work. On queue his phone began to ring, he reached into his pocket as he noticed Jace’s name on the screen.

  “Dixon.”

  “Hey boss man, ok so I pulled a few strings. So far I believe Trent is dealing with Jose Hernandez. I don’t know what you know about him, but he’s a high up, a dealer, and I’m talking guns, drugs, and sex. Right now he is under FBI surveillance, so he’s untouchable. He’s been known to invest in nightclubs and other businesses as a front to push drugs out into the streets.”