The Protector (11 page)

Before
Blair could respond Cole swept her in his arms again and walked through the
house towards the back room where he kept his play equipment.

“What
are you going to do?” Blair asked with excitement.

“My
little fox was very naughty, and it is Friday.”

Blair
grinned.
“Flogger Friday.”

Cole
walked over and plugged his tablet into the speaker system and chose the
playlist he wanted to play. He stripped off his sheriff jacket, gun belt, and
uniform shirt, leaving him in black pants and the heavy duty black boots he
wore. Cole pulled his gun off of his belt and opened a cabinet. He set it in
there and turned back to Blair.
 
“Come
here,” he commanded her while reaching out for her.

Blair
went into his arms and melted into his body. His arms wrapped around her.
“Blair, my sweet fox.
I could have lost you tonight.” He
held her to him while he placed gentle kisses on her head.

“You
didn’t though.” Blair looked up into his face. She could see the worry in his
eyes. She placed her hands on his chest and kissed his chin. “I can take care
of myself.”

Cole
leaned back and looked into her eyes while moving strands of her hair out of
her face. “I know you are not helpless, but if he had a gun instead of a knife,
he could have killed you.” Cole kept his eyes locked on hers while he pulled
her shirt up. His eyes darkened when he saw her breasts and her dark pink
areolas with engorged, hard nipples. “You didn’t wear a bra.”

“I
did, but when I shifted and then needed to get dressed, I just grabbed my shirt
and pants.”

Cole
gave her a look full of hunger. His harsh, jagged breathing fanned out over her
shoulders as he leaned in to take one of her nipples into his mouth. His hands
swept behind her to hold her in place, while his tongue lashed her nipples.

Blair
put her hands on Cole’s head, grabbing his silky hair. She moaned at the erotic
sensations that went straight to her clit.

“That’s
my girl. Let me take care of you.” Cole’s voice rumbled across her aching
nipples, making Blair whimper. His lips encircled one, sucking strongly on it,
then moved to the other.

Blair,
still holding him by the hair, flexed her hips against Cole’s muscular body.

“I
know, you need me as much as I need you,” Cole whispered.

He
tightened his arms and moved her over to a padded vertical table that had
restraints at various angles. “You remember your safe word?”

“Yes,
red alert,” Blair said while stepping up and placing her hands in a set of
leather restraints. She loved the bondage as much as the release she received
from Cole’s
play
sessions. Even if she didn’t love it,
Cole would still insist. When he got intense he needed to concentrate, not
watch her for possible movement. If he were to strike her in the wrong spot, it
could cause serious injury. With her properly restrained though, she was free
to enjoy the flogging, and not worry about moving.

“You
are a very naughty fox,” Cole said to her in the pure Dom voice he got when he
was getting himself ready for a scene.

“Oh,
I was?” Blair asked. She felt her heart pounding in anticipation. What would
Cole do to her this evening? How would he work in her orgasm to release her
emotions? Then, once the pain and pleasure were complete, she had the floaty,
happy feeling she loved, and the man she loved cuddling her close in aftercare.

“You
were. You hid from me, then came in and ate my favorite pizza. I thought Harley
ate it. I have been so distracted lately it is a possibility I told him wrong.
It was while I was out on that call, that I remembered the smells of two pizzas
in the air and that missing pizza is your favorite as well.” Cole paced back
and forth behind her as he spoke.

Blair
pressed her face into the padding, but was unable to hold in her laugh. “I ate
your favorite pizza, Sir.”

Cole’s
hand ran across her back lightly before she felt the cool leather straps of the
flogger run across her skin. He chuckled.
“Yes, you naughty
fox.
You ate my pizza.” He paused and moved her hair so he could see her
eyes. “You also hid from me. Don’t ever hide from me again, Blair.”

“I
can’t promise that I won’t, Cole,” Blair said then wiggled from Cole going over
a ticklish spot.

“I
will do my best to make you promise me, baby.” Cole lifted the flogger off of
her back and started lightly stroking it across her skin. Not striking in any
way, just letting the leather move over her skin.

Blair
hummed in contentment. It was relaxing to feel the cool leather drift over her
skin. She was so relaxed she felt she was in that state right before sleep. The
flogger started to transition from moving over her skin to lightly hitting it.
The leather thudded against her skin, and felt sort of like a massage.

A
song with a strong, steady beat started, and Cole stroked the flogger against
her skin with the beat of the song. With every beat of the base drum, Cole
struck down on her skin. Slowly he worked his way up and down her body,
carefully avoiding her lungs and kidneys. She was sure he was not hitting hard
enough to cause injury, but Cole would never take that kind of risk.

The
song changed to a faster paced drum beat. The lyrics were loud and fast. Cole
picked up speed, lashing her thighs and ass with the straps of the flogger. She
felt the burn from repeated strikes and tried to twist away from him. She was
held in place despite her efforts to move. She felt tears forming in her eyes. “Cole,
that’s enough. Stop,” she cried.

Cole
leaned in and wrapped his arms around her. “That’s it baby, cry.”

Blair
felt a harder hit and realized he had switched to a crop. It hit her ass, and
the sting had her shaking her head back and forth. “That fucking hurts, Cole,” she
yelled, then let out a cry of pain when he hit her again.

“Do
you need your safe word?” he asked, leaning in so he could see her tearful
eyes.

“No,
I know my safe word, Cole,” she said with a hitching voice.

“Good,”
he replied and slapped the crop against her fiery, red ass once again.

Blair
yelled out in pain. It stung at first, then dulled to a small fire before going
back to just feeling hot. He hit the other side of her ass, and she again cried
out. Each stroke was just a bit harder until her entire ass was burning, and
she was sobbing and felt her emotions finally let go. She hit that sweet spot
where she could cry. Memories of Mandy and how terrified she was came up to the
surface.

When
her tears had turned to sighs once again she felt Cole’s hands wrap around her
hips and his fingers brush against the apex between her thighs and caress her
folds. “You are so hot and ready for me, Blair.” His tongue ran lightly over
her ear, and his hot breath tickled her ear and neck. “I am going to take care
of you. I know what you need.” The look on his face assured Blair that he would
indeed take care of her.

“Please,”
Blair begged with quivering breaths. She was desperate to feel Cole filling
her, while his large, muscular body surrounded her, protected her. Cole always
was and always would be her protector.
 

His
fingers swirled in her moist heat, coating them in her sweet cream. They circled
around her clit, slowly, driving her crazy with need. She shifted, trying to
force his fingers to touch her where it felt best. “Cole,” she moaned, wishing
he would give her more of what she needed to come.

“Patience, my naughty fox.
I
will give you what you need when I decide.”

Blair
let out another whine. Damn him and his dominant ways. She just wanted him to
fuck her hard and fast, and he wanted to play.

Cole
chuckled softly in her ear. “You never were a patient girl.”

“Cole,
please,
don’t
play with me.” Blair gave him a pleading
look, not caring that she was now begging. When it came to Cole a little
begging was not a bad thing.

Blair
let her head fall back against him when he finally stroked a finger over her
clit. She felt so swollen and needy she knew it wouldn’t be long before she came.
His fingers stroked over her clit once again, making her breath come out in
ragged pants.

He
kissed her neck,
then
whispered in her ear, “I am
going to make you come hard and then I am going to lick your sweet nectar off
of my fingers.” Cole’s fingers worked faster over her nub making Blair moan and
gasp for air.

“That’s
it, come for me, only for me,” Cole commanded her.

Blair
obeyed and let out a blissful cry as her body thrummed on the brink of orgasm.
“Cole, please, Cole.” She begged wanting just a little more so she could come.

“Yes,
baby.” His sensuous voice purred. He reached over to a table where he had a
vibrator. He clicked it on, making it hum on the lowest setting. He stroked it
up and down her slit before pushing it into her hot flesh.

Blair’s
fists curled and her body shook as her pussy clenched. Waves of pure rapture
rippled through her while Cole made sure to make her orgasm last. When she
could open her eyes again, true to his word, Cole pulled the vibrator out and
shoved his fingers in. He pulled them out and stuck them in his mouth.

Cole
hummed in pleasure. “I love your taste, sweetest flavor in the world.”

Blair
watched him, understanding why he enjoyed doing that. She loved the taste of
Cole when he came in her mouth. Even then it was more than just the taste, it
was knowing
the great pleasure she had given him.

Cole
released her from the restraints and walked her to his bedroom and placed her
on the bed. “Brace
yourself
,” he warned.

Blair
braced like he commanded her. She heard his belt and zipper before the rustle
of fabric told her he was pushing his pants down. She waited in anticipation to
feel his cock filling her, making her feel whole once again.

Blair
felt the bed dip where he climbed on the bed behind her. The head of his cock stroked
through her slick folds, gathering her cream, and he shoved into her with one
hard thrust. She cried out as he moaned.

“Blair,
my sweet Blair. You feel so good.” Cole groaned out the words, then pulled out
almost all the way before thrusting back in, hitting her G-spot.

“Cole,
oh Goddess,” Blair panted while her fists clenched the blankets on his bed. She
lowered her head and gasped for air while Cole thrust into her hard and fast.
His moans of pleasure heightened her own. She felt her orgasm building in her.
She cried out at the overwhelming feeling of a deep orgasm that she only got
from Cole making love to her.

 
“That’s it, baby. Come for me. I want to feel
you come around my cock,” Cole said while taking ragged breaths.

Blair
felt her orgasm start in her gut and explode out in blinding pleasure. She
raised her head and cried out her release while her pussy contracted around
Cole’s shaft.

She
felt his cock swell in her channel before he yelled out his own release, and
she felt him pull her close to him as his shaft start to pulsate as his own
release spilled deep inside of her.

Cole
curled his body around her while he was still trying to catch his breath. “I
love you, Blair. I never stopped.”

Blair
turned her head to look into his dark eyes. “I love you. Goddess knows I tried
to stop so I could stop hurting, but I do.”

Cole
pulled out of her, leaving her feeling empty, and pulled her to him on the bed.
He arranged her until she was facing his chest and wrapped his arms around her.
“Blair, there is nothing I can do to change how I hurt you. I have no excuse,
so I won’t make any. All I can say is I am sorry, and try to mend your heart.
Can you please trust me enough for that?”

Blair
snuggled closer to him and breathed in a sigh. She loved this part of their
play.
The cuddling and honest talk between them.
It
was so much easier right now when she felt so open and relaxed. “Yes, Cole, I
can give you that much.”

****

Cole
reached over to his nightstand for the Arnica cream that would soothe away any
soreness out of her skin. She cuddled into him accepting his aftercare. Blair
had a strong independent streak, and was constantly trying to prove she didn’t
need him or anyone, but times like now, when her defenses were down, her true
submissive nature came out. She did need him, and she needed to know he was
there for her, and would never leave her again.

He
kissed her gently as she looked up at him dreamily. He knew she was feeling
completely relaxed and happy right now. They had discussions in the past about
what she felt like at this time and what she needed from him. Cole knew she
wanted to be held quietly so she could enjoy the after play buzz. He finished
rubbing in the Arnica and kissed her forehead gently again. He shifted to a
more comfortable position and kept her tightly against him with one hand and
rubbed her back with the other.
 
He
watched her eyes growing heavier as she started to come down from the
endorphins of their play. Now thank
Ilithyia
she was
going to fall asleep. After what she had been through, that was what she
needed.