Free ROMANCING HER PROTECTOR by Mallory Monroe

Shay:
    she did everything well: sex, her poorly conceived but it works anyway dress style, her
    education up until a few weeks ago when her grades began to slip, and did he mention sex, sex
    and more sex? Because to his shock, this little lady gave him just about the best he’d ever
    had. Bar none.
    Jordy, noticing how Matty’s attention now was completely on his date for the evening,
    said his goodbyes and left the upstairs. Matty immediately moved up to Shay, his bright blue
    eyes staring unblinkingly into her bright brown eyes, and he pulled her into his arms.
    “Hey lady,” he said.
    “Hey yourself,” Shay said, feeling giddy to his touch. She closed her eyes as he held
    her. When he first entered the room, and she saw him dressed casually in jeans and a pullover
    V-neck shirt that looked common enough but was probably tailor made by some fancy
    designer she’d never heard of, her heart began to pound. His head full of thick, brown hair
    w a s tousled, making him look more around her age than his own, and his smile let her
    immediately know that he was so pleased that she had come. And it was that way of his, that
    warm, welcoming spirit about him, that made her so very pleased that she had agreed to come.
    They kissed. She knew it wouldn’t take long for them to get there, after the way he
    had looked at her, and the way she had looked at him, and they got there. They kissed long
    and they kissed hard. Shay was beginning to know his style, and what seemed to turn him on
    when she did certain things, especially with her tongue, so she didn’t experiment: she gave him
    only what turned him on. A move, a brilliant move, that seemed to undo Matty.
    He stopped kissing her and looked at her, his arms still tightly around her. He was
    already breathing hard. “Want dinner now,” he asked her, speaking slowly as if he was
    attempting to control himself, “or later?”
    That was the easiest question in the world to Shay. She couldn’t eat right now even if
    she had been starving. “Later,” she said.
    Matty smiled. “That’s my girl,” he said and lifted her into his arms.
    They continued kissing as he carried her across the massive living room, around a
    corner, and through double doors that entered them into a bedroom as large as the living room
    they’d just left.
    But Shay didn’t notice it. She was too busy enjoying every inch of Matty. And when
    he laid her on his massive bed, then stripped her naked, and just stood there looking at her, at
    every inch of her body, she didn’t feel the least embarrassed. It was the look in his eyes more
    than her own self esteem, that gave her reassurance. He wanted her, his look said, he even
    cared deeply about her. And she believed he did-at that moment anyway. And at that
    moment, watching him watch her, she cared deeply about him, too.
    He pulled his shirt over his head and revealed his hard, ribbed abs, and then he
    removed his shoes and stepped out of his pants, revealing a penis already so engorged that
    Shay, once again, began to wonder how in the world could her small self take in all of that.
    But she didn’t wonder long. He got on top of her, and began kissing her again, his
    manhood expanding even more-she didn’t think it possible- the longer and harder they kissed.
    And as he moved from her mouth to her neck to her chest to her breasts, she ran her hand
    through his hair, enjoying every second.
    Matty was enjoying her, too, as he kissed her, and he desperately wanted that sweet
    mouth of hers to take in the fullness of his cock, but he couldn’t bring himself to take her
    down that road, too. Mainly because she was so new to sex and he didn’t want to slow her
    progress with too much too soon, but also because a part of him was beginning to elevate her
    in ways he found almost frightening.
    This was his lady, he thought, as he opened her legs as wide as they could go and began
    to taste her. And nobody, not even him, was going to get their jollies by