Protecting You - Complete

Chapter 30 - Ana

I woke late Wednesday morning. Christian had been relentless the night before, claiming me repeatedly. Even when we finally gave in to sleep, he curled up against me, holding me tight in his embrace as we slumbered. I woke before my man. On my side, Christian pressed hard behind me, his arm draped proprietorially around my waist, I enjoyed the view.

Two massive windows, one in front of me, the other at our feet, gave a magnificent vista of the surrounding area. We were in the middle of nowhere, so the drapes were wide open. Beautiful and pristine, it was a delightful landscape to wake up to.

"You're awake?" Christian asked a little while later. I'd been so engrossed in what I could see, I'd not noticed Christian surface into wakefulness.

"I am," I sighed happily. "It's so beautiful here!"

"It is," Christian replied, nuzzling against me, and kissing my nape and the spot just behind my ear. Playfully nipping and kissing, he rolled me onto my tummy.

"Again?" I asked, my voice teasing.

"It's never enough," Christian groaned. "I want to live inside you!" I couldn't control my giggle. Christian was sweet, sexy, domineering, rough, loving, and everything in between. I adored he wanted me so much. "Baby? I need you again..." he moaned.

Christian's words turned me on. Now lying on the bed, flat on my tummy, I opened my legs—a clear invitation. Seconds later, Christian scooted down the bed, his lips finding my folds and lapping at them relentlessly.

In the past, I'd been on my back when he went down on me. This time, on my front, he tried something different. After pulling my hips up so he could tongue my clit and cunt, he let me relax a bit, his tongue exploring my perineum and anus. I felt so naughty but so turned on as his tongue gently explored that area. I was so turned on, I barely noticed his fingers slip inside me, his expert digits fingering my pussy as his tongue tickled my most private area.

"You like that, baby?" he asked, before going back to his oral ministrations. If anyone had told me a few weeks back a man licking my asshole would be a turn-on, I would have laughed. But right now, I would let this man do whatever he wanted to me!

"I love it," I moaned. "Please, Christian?"

"Please what?" he asked. The thing is, I wasn't sure.

"I don't know!" I shrieked. "I just need something!"

"Trust me?" he cooed, flipping me onto my back, propping my legs open. It was all so quick, yet I was ok.

"I do," I promised, staring at Christian.

"Put your legs over my shoulders," he instructed. "It will be so deep that way."

I immediately obliged. I loved it when Christian was in charge. He'd never given me anything but pleasure, so I trusted him. I heard him open a condom before rolling it down his length.

"That's it," he groaned. "I wish you could see how hot you look right now, baby. So wet. Your pussy is glistening. For me. Just for me!"

"Just for you," I confirmed. "Always yours!"

"Absolutely!" he growled, slapping my clit and cunt with his erection. "Who do you belong to?" he growled.

"You. Only you, Christian!"

"And I belong to you, too," he vowed, kissing me before sinking into me. We both groaned in satisfaction as we joined once again. No matter how often we did this, it would never be enough.

As we lay cuddled together afterward, I rolled to look Christian in his eyes.

"When we get back to Seattle, I want you to take me into your playroom."