Protector

Temptation of Her

Jackson's POV

As the night dragged on, the warmth of her body pressed against me.

As the sun begins to rise, the light streaming in through the windows, I look down and see her still fast asleep, the weight of the day and last night taking its toll. I run my hands through her hair, the silky strands running through my fingers.

I lean down and kiss her forehead. "Good morning," I whisper.

"Morning," she murmurs, her voice laced with sleep.

"How did you sleep?"

"Good," she replies, the smile spreading across her face.

"That's good," I reply.

"What do we do now?"

"We figure out how to find your dad and get you back to your life," I explain. "We will start with breakfast." I smile at her and gently kiss her forehead.

I pull the covers off of me and put my feet on the floor. I walk to the dresser and grab a pair of boxers. I slip them on looking back up to make eye contact with her.

"Come here." she smiles.

I walk to the side of the bed, the sunlight streaming through the windows.

"Sit down." she requests.

I sit on the bed and she gets up and moves behind me, her breasts pressed against my back.

"What are you doing?" I ask, confused.

"Relax," she orders, the sound of her voice sending shivers down my spine.

She lightly rubs her hands on my shoulders, her touch soothing.

"Amelia," I whisper.

"Please," she begs.

Her hands slide down my chest, her nails gently scratching my skin.

"Fuck," I moan.

Her fingers dance across my stomach, the sensation causing me to lose control.

"Amelia, I'm warning you."

"Please," she pleads.

I reach behind me and pull her to me, her legs straddling me.

"Amelia," I whisper.

"Jackson," she moans.

I wrap my arms around her, my hands gripping her ass.

"You're going to regret this."

She lightly bites my shoulder and moves her mouth up to my ear.

"Never."

I stand up and she wraps her legs around my waist.

I push her against the wall, my cock throbbing.

"I told you." I kiss her neck, her skin soft.

I move my hands up her thighs, the sensation causing her to gasp.

I kiss her breast, taking her nipple into my mouth, the taste of her skin intoxicating.

"Jackson," she moans.

I move her off the wall, and place her on the bed.

"Lay back," I command.

She lays back and I kneel down between her legs.

I run my hands up her thighs.

"Oh god," she breathes.

I lick her clit, the taste of her causing me to lose control.