My Protector

Chapter 9

It was impossible to escape his grip at the party. Brian's hand always held mine and he never would let me out of his sight. It was annoying and it showed just how much he trusted me. He was scared I would go off and grind on another guy just like the last party. But I was wiser this time, and I needed to stay on his good side, so I stayed close to him.

            The music was banging in our ears as we danced on the dance floor. I could feel Brian's hands holding my hips against his, but I refused to sway my hips. I didn't need him thinking that I wanted him like that, because I didn't.

            "Grind, baby." He whispered in my ear.

            I turned around and faced him. Maybe if my backside wasn't in his buldge, then he wouldn't expect me to grind. Well, he expected to kiss instead. His lips locked onto mine as his tongue entered my mouth. I let him in; knowing that if I didn't he would become angry. His hands fell onto my waist and slowly I felt them drift to my backside, lightly squeezing it. No. He wanted me, but I didn't want him. I wasn't ready and I was scared. So, I pulled away from the kiss.

            "Mhmm, baby, lets take this to the bedroom," He whispered in my ear again.

            Before I could respond, his hand was tugging mine towards the stairs. I tried pulling away, but his strength overpowered mine.

            "Brian! Please stop!" I yelled as he continued dragging me up the stairs.

            "Please! Please!" I begged. No one could hear my cries over the loud music.

           

            We finally made it to an empty bedroom. He pushed me inside and closed the door. At least the door didn't have a lock. Actually no, there was nothing positive about this situation.

            His body slowly made its way to mine and he smacked his lips against mine.

            "Please." I begged between each kiss.

            "Just enjoy it." He said as his hands once again cupped my backside. I pushed him away.