Free With His Protection (For His Pleasure, Book 15) by Kelly Favor Page A

come,” she told him. “Come in my mouth. I’ll get you hard again and you can fuck me.”
    “Oh, I bet you’d like that,” he said, his nostrils flaring.
    “Is there something wrong with that?”
    “You’re trying to play games,” he said, his growl a warning.
    The wind and rain kicked up outside, howling and swirling as if mimicking the energy inside the apartment.
    “I’m not playing games. I just want you to come.”
    Suddenly, Bryson sprang forward, grabbing her by the hair and pulling her backwards. He wasn’t hurting her, but his powerful strength was shocking.
    He began kissing down her neck and then sucking her nipples again, causing her to moan and writhe. She didn’t know what had happened. One moment, she’d been starting to take control and then the next he’d seen right through her.
    Bryson wasn’t about to let her dominate him. She smiled to herself, knowing that he understood her so well.
    He continued kissing down her stomach, and now he was yanking her pants and panties completely off, and she was naked before him.
    His body was so close to hers—his erect penis could be inside of her within mere seconds. She spread her legs wide, wanting him to see and be tempted by what was there for the taking. No more games, she thought. No more foreplay.
    But Bryson had other ideas. He grabbed both her legs and threw them over his shoulders. She could feel his chest and shoulders with her thighs and calves, skin on skin. He was strong, physically stronger than perhaps any man she’d ever been with.
    She could feel that strength oozing from his very pores, and it excited her.
    It wasn’t just physical strength, however. Bryson’s mental strength was something that she’d sensed very early on and now she knew that Bryson was ready to be the kind of man she needed in her life.
    The steadiness of his eyes, his determination, the things he’d told her about his past—to go against his entire family culture and expectations and follow his dreams—all of it made her want him more and more.
    He held her thighs in his firm grip and kissed the inside of her legs, before hiking her even further up onto him as he dove down between her thighs. His mouth was hot and wet and perfect against her pussy.
    The fact that he seemed to love what he was doing made it even better.
    Add to that heady concoction, the fact that he was controlling her body and soul like nobody had ever done before, and Scarlett couldn’t help herself.
    She rocketed towards the inevitable climax, and before she knew it—Bryson had broken her completely and utterly. She cried out, her hips arching into him, his tongue splitting her open, pressing her clitoris while she had the orgasm of a decade.
    Her arms flailed, she almost started speaking gibberish. Wave after wave of pleasure rolled over her.
    When it was done, she was out of breath and temporarily spent. Bryson looked down at her with a smile playing at the corners of his lips.
    “What’s so funny?” she demanded, her chest still heaving.
    “I just love watching your come,” he said. “It gets me off.”
    “I think you only love it because you know I didn’t want to give in first.”
    “It’s not a contest.”
    “Isn’t it, though?” She looked at him curiously. “I feel like everything with us is a contest.”
    He shook his head. “I want more than that for us. I’m not playing games.” He climbed towards her, lowering himself on top of her once more.
    Now that their bodies were slick with sweat and oiled up, it was even more erotic and sensual than before. Bryson began kissing her again, touching her everywhere. She could feel his hardness pressing between her legs, starting to open her.
    She moaned as he groaned in release, the head of his cock slipping inside her pussy with one quick movement.
    He slid into her tight tunnel, inch by inch, forcing his way inside, every movement a burst of ecstasy. Scarlett grit her teeth as her eyes rolled back from the sheer joy