Page 64 of Serve ’N’ Protect

“I like the way you think.”

Grinning, she crooked her finger then patted the mattress. When he lay down next to her, she straddled his thighs and took him in her hand, stroking his long, thick erection from his balls to the tip of the head then repeating the motion, all while watching his handsome face contort with pleasure.

He’d levered himself onto his elbows to watch her, but by the time she got to the fourth rep, he closed his eyes and let his head fall back with a throaty groan. As his chest rose and fell faster, he parted his lips, breathing through his open mouth. The sight of him, naked and powerful as he gave his body over to her, was the most erotic thing she’d ever seen.

And she wanted to do more for him. So much more.

Leaning over, she took him in her mouth, as much as she could, that was, considering how his erection seemed to have grown even thicker and longer in the last five seconds. He was hard, hot, and pulsing beneath her tongue.

He gritted his teeth, uttering a low growl. “God, baby. That feels so damn good.” He began raising and lowering his hips in a gentle rhythm that matched the up and down motions of her mouth as she sucked and swiped at him with her tongue.

His ab muscles tightened. His entire body shuddered, then he snapped open his eyes. “Stop,” he managed through still-gritted teeth.

Cassidy lifted her head. “Why?” She was really getting into this and desperately wanted to watch Markus come from what she was doing to him.

“Because.” He uttered a strangled laugh. “Your ‘deep tissue massage’ is making me feel like an amateur, and I’m about to go ballistic.”

“So?” Wasn’t that the point?

“So,” he answered, sitting up and kissing her soundly on the lips. “I’d much rather go ballistic when I’m inside you.”

A delicious shudder went through her body. “Ohhh.”

Markus maneuvered from beneath her then grabbed his pants from the floor and took out a handful of condoms.

“You just happened to have those with you?” she couldn’t help but ask.

Again, he gave her that hot, sexy grin, and those hummingbirds zinging around in her belly took flight. “I told you I had a stop to make on the way home.”

Her throat went dry, and she had to swallow as he expertly rolled a condom down his hard, thick length and stalked toward her like a predator about to pounce. His dark, springy chest hair made a tantalizing trail from his pecs down to the center of his ridged abdomen before making a direct path to his erection. Without any pretense, he leaned over her, holding his weight off her as he took her mouth in a sensual, possessive kiss, his tongue stroking the inside of her mouth with the same finesse he’d gifted her greedy, wet sex.

Lowering his hips, his big body shook as he probed the entrance of her folds, stretching her walls with care. “That’s it, baby. Take me in. Take all of me.”

She gasped, tensing as he gradually nudged himself deeper, waiting for her muscles to relax before burying himself fully with one long, smooth, gliding stroke. He waited a moment longer as she adjusted to his girth then began a steady, rhythmic thrusting. In then out, his glutes flexing and bunching beneath her questing fingers. The raw, sensual pleasure of his body, heavy on top of hers, thick and strong within her channel and fitting so perfectly, drew tears from her eyes.

Like her, Markus breathed hard, sucking in air through gritted teeth, his eyes never once leaving hers. His tempo sped up, each thrust more powerful than the last as their hips crashed together in a beautifully erotic and intimate dance.

She locked her legs over the backs of his thighs, angling her hips and allowing herself to take more of him inside her. Staring into his eyes, so dark now she could no longer differentiate his irises from his pupils, her orgasm began spiraling outward, slowly at first then exploding from within.

Markus thrust faster, milking cry after cry from her throat before throwing his head back on a loud groan.

As they lay there breathing hard and chest to chest in a way that made it seem as if their hearts were beating as one, she languorously floated back down to earth. Markus rolled them onto their sides, grazing his lips across hers then tucking her snugly against his chest.

“That was amazing,” he murmured, nuzzling the top of her head.

“Mmm,” she agreed. It had been amazing. Amazingly beautiful. Amazingly awesome. And frightening. Because she now had the answer to her question.

As for keeping her heart out of this complicated quagmire, it was far, far too late for that, and she’d never really had a say in the matter.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Cassidy’s eyes were closed, her lips parted and her chest just above her breasts slightly damp with perspiration. Leaning down, Markus kissed her breastbone, tasting the saltiness. “You really are so beautiful,” he whispered, trailing kisses from the hollow beneath her ear down to her chin, being careful not to bump the swollen part of her cheek. As it did every time he thought about it, icy rage flared in his gut that he hadn’t nailed the guy who had done this to her.

Slowly, she opened her eyes.

“Hi,” he said, wishing like hell that for just once he could come up with something more romantic and meaningful to say after sex.

“Hi.” Lush pink lips slightly swollen from how much he’d kissed her over the last ten minutes turned up at the corners, warming his heart and making him feel…