Terror, that’s what I felt when I heard the fear in her voice on the phone. As long as I live I never want to feel anything like I did in that moment. The one word she’d been able to get out had been enough to spring me into action.

Even now I don’t know how I remained so calm with everything going on inside me. I’d brought up the house security on the computer, grabbed the office phone and called Tony, all in a matter of seconds.

The only thing that kept me from climbing out of my skin was the sight of Travis plowing his fists into that asshole, at least then I knew she was safe. I don’t remember the car ride with another member of my security team.

Neither did I realize that I’d been holding my breath until she rushed into my arms when I walked through the door. Her body was shaking uncontrollably when I pulled her head into my chest and wrapped my arms around her.

“It’s okay baby, I’ve got you you’re safe.” I said those same words over and over softly in her ear as I ran a hand soothingly up and down her back. Her tears soaked through my shirt and when the shakes refused to stop I pulled the sides of my jacket around her, trying to give her as much of my warmth as possible.

“Come sit baby.” She wouldn’t let go of me. Tony, Travis and Marcus, the guy who drove me, were busy cleaning up the flowers and broken vase. I was surprised that nothing else had been broken, not that I cared. It was just something to think about, I guess.

I lifted her and headed to our room and the bed. I looked around the room not seeing a damn thing, that’s how pissed I am. I laid back with her in my arms, shoes and all and let her cry it out. All the while apologizing for not being here for her.

I’ve had strong dislike and even minor hate for someone before, nothing came close to what I felt now. I’m not the pontificating type, the whole world doesn’t need to hear what I want to do to a motherfucker that cross the line, all that shit gets played out in my head. This asshole was soon going to be a chalk outline.

She cried herself to sleep in ten minutes. I hated to leave her, but I had shit to take care of. With one last kiss to her forehead I pulled the covers up over her and snuck out of the room.

The other three were in the kitchen, I heard their voices as I made my way down the hall to the door. I didn’t have to look when I heard running feet behind me. “Get off!”

“No!”

Asshole Tony jumped ahead of me and put his hand against the door blocking my exit. “Move that shit before I break it off and beat you with it.” It didn’t take long for the other two to join us.

I finally got a look at Travis and was satisfied that there were no bruises on him. “Did he hit you?” The kid shook his head and it was obvious he was still angry. “Where are you going Max?”

“To the station.” I didn’t look at him when I answered.

“Nah see, now that’s not gonna work. I called Jackson and he took him in. Which means you can’t touch him.” Jackson is another one of our childhood friends who joined the force after years of breaking the damn law.

I knew what Tony was trying to say. That because it was Jackson shit was gonna get done and I didn’t need to worry. But nothing the law does to this asshole is ever gonna be good enough.

“Besides, you really want to leave her now?” I glared at him because the asshole knew that was the only thing that would stop me. Since I wasn’t exactly thinking clearly, I figured I could make a run and be back before she woke up.

“What do you plan to do down at the station Max? You gonna put hands on him, that make sense to you?”

“Did you see her face, her neck?”

“I saw, and he’ll be taken care of. You going down there now isn’t gonna do a damn thing. First of all they’re not gonna let you see him….”

“Jackson would.”

“Yeah, and lose his damn job.” Who the fuck has time to think about that shit?

“He’s right boss, just go take care of your girl. Tony and I’ll head back to the club and make sure shit’s square there and we’ll come back.” I gave him a look that had him taking a few steps back.

“How the fuck did you not know he was back in the city Marcus?”

“Don’t blame him bruh, that’s a dick move. Now calm the hell down and go be with your woman. You’re not getting through the door.”

“Max?” Her tinny voice rang out in the following silence.

“Fuck!” I went back down the hall to her. She was sitting up in bed with fresh tears running down her face. “Hey baby I’m here.” The swelling in her face had gotten worst and so had the ugly red marks on her neck.

I swallowed my anger as common sense kicked in. Tony was right, it was more important to take care of her now. I bit back the guilt and moved over to the bed.

“Come on baby.” I lifted her and took her into the bathroom, sitting her on the counter between the his and her sinks. I wet a cloth with cold water and cleaned up her neck before rubbing some cream into the scratches.

“I have to get some ice for your cheek.” What the fuck had I been thinking? “Do you need to go to the hospital? Are you hurt anywhere else?” She shook her head no, but it was when she held out her arms to me like a baby that I really lost my shit.

I lifted her in my arms as my eyes filled. As a man I can’t tell you the last time I cried, unless it was from laughing too hard, but this shit had me on the brink. I took her back to bed and headed to the kitchen for a bag of ice.

The three musketeers were still standing around in front the door like they thought I was gonna make a run for it. “You two head back to the club. Tony make sure my office is locked up, I don’t remember doing it. Marcus you stay there.”

“You want me to call aunt Sophie?” Tony relaxed his stance.

“You mean you haven’t already?” His guilty ass grinned. Nosy fuck! I got what I came for from the kitchen and went back to her.

I guess they left because minutes later Travis came and stood in the doorway.

“Come in Travis, how’s your hand?” I looked at his bruised knuckles and he flexed them to show me that nothing had happened to his throwing hand. “Put that in some ice.”

“Tony already did it, how is she?” She was lying down with her eyes closed. She opened them now and smiled at her brother in an attempt to ease his mind I guess.

He looked at me questioningly and at my nod came over to the bed and laid on the other side of her. Now she was cocooned between her two protectors.

None of us said anything for the longest while, just laid there giving her warmth and trying, at least on my part, to assure her that she was safe in her own home. That motherfucker came to my door. Some people don’t like breathing.

I lifted the bag of ice off her cheek to take a look and my anger just grew. I touched it and she winced, so I kissed her boo-boo. “It looks better baby.” I pulled her into my arms with her head on my chest and looked over her head at the kid.

I laid there feeling helpless, not able to do shit. At least she wasn’t crying anymore, but every once in a while she’d sigh or hiccup. She fell asleep again and I took the chance to ease out from under her and mouth to Travis to follow me from the room.

Tony was already back and sitting in the kitchen twiddling his thumbs. “I pulled the video, you sure you wanna see this shit?” That didn’t deserve an answer, so I just joined him at the table where he had the laptop open.

The video was from my home security. The three of us watched from beginning to end and you could hear a pin drop. “I made a copy for Jackson, I’m gonna run it to him….alone.” He got up and left.

“Travis you ate at mom’s?”

“Yeah.” He dropped down in the seat across from me, and for the first time in the last few hours I realized what responsibility really meant when dealing with a teenage boy. He was taking his cues from me.

How can I bring him down from his mad when I was feeling the same shit? “Tony’s right, we gotta let the law handle this one. Don’t worry, he won’t get away with it.”

“Is he the same guy who put his hand up her skirt?”

“Yeah.” He didn’t say anything, but he didn’t need to. “Travis look at me. Let it go, if you get into trouble it won’t help your sister.” I hoped my face wasn’t giving my inner thoughts away. I’d gone ice anyway, so wasn’t much danger of that.

Mom showed up not long after and pretty soon my house was full of people. Fucking reporters started

calling and shit, but I had nothing for them and didn’t stop to wonder how the fuck they knew something had gone down at my home. Mom and aunt Jess stayed in the bedroom with her while us guys hung in the kitchen.

Sherrie and her crazy ass called like three times, but we talked her into staying home with the baby once she was assured that her new friend was going to be okay.

That night when I crawled into bed with her sex was the last thing on my mind, but funny enough she seemed to want to fuck. I had my mother down the hall in one room and her brother in another. Tony had taken aunt Jess home an hour or so ago.

“No baby, you’re hurt.” I can’t believe I was turning down sex. She was crawling all over my chest, placing soft little kisses all over my face and neck while I tried holding her off.

I wasn’t so much worried about our guests as I was the fact that she was hurt. I tried pulling her into my arms so she could go to sleep and she grabbed my dick. Of course that shit was hard, but I was trying to do the right thing. She wasn’t having it.

No words were spoken as I helped her out of her clothes before shedding mine. Or when I turned

her on her back and kissed her lips. “Are you sure?” She nodded her head and pulled my head back down to hers. I felt my heart squeeze in my chest when I felt the cut on her lip.

I was so afraid of hurting her that I didn’t know where or how to touch her. I licked the red scratches on her throat gently until the tension left her body before making my way down her neck to her chest.

“Tell me if I hurt you.” I palmed her tit and teased the nipple between my fingers until she moved beneath the leg I had thrown over hers. I let my hand travel slowly down her middle to between her thighs listening for any sounds of distress.

I fought hard to get the picture of him attacking her out of my head, but the one thing I couldn’t shake was the question of what he would’ve done had her brother not shown up. That’s the shit that has me fucked up. The shit that’s gonna cost him his fucking life.

I kissed my way down to her pussy, damn near holding my breath while trying to give my dick a pep talk just in case she put the brakes on. Once I was sure that she wasn’t going to close up shop I took her ass in my hands and lifted her sweetness to my mouth.

Her fingers clenched in my hair and held me in place as I tasted her. I went slow and easy, taking my time as I dipped my tongue inside her, until everything else faded away and it was just she and I in the bed.

I licked up and down her slit until she tugged at me, telling me without words what she wanted. I didn’t give in, but ate her until her juices started to flow before giving her my fingers. I suckled her clit while driving my fingers into her and got the first moan.

I felt almost guilty at how hard my cock was when I moved up her body. But then she opened her legs wider and wrapped her arms around my shoulders. I took her hand in mine and wrapped it around my cock.

“Put me inside you.” I whispered in her ear before licking her there again. She stroked my cock until pre-cum dripped on her pussy before guiding it into her.

I was barely keeping myself in check and her ass wanted to play. She kept dipping my shit inside and pulling it out to rub it against her clit. I was trying to be a gentleman, to make this about her, but this shit was too much.

“Baby, what’re you doing?” She looked down between us at what she was doing to me, like she thought my dick was a toy. Back and forth, up and down until I was ready to fuck a new hole in her.

“Stop playing.” Her playfulness helped ease the fear and panic in my chest and on her last downward slide I pushed forward and slipped the head of my cock past her folds. “Gotcha!”

Her laugh made my heart smile and I caught her hands pulling them above her head while forcing my cock the rest of the way home. “Yes!” It’s the same every time the overwhelming feelings.

Almost like I’m surprised that she’s letting me have her. That feeling around my cock, the heat, the sweet silky softness, and the fact that no one else has ever been there but me, and never will.

I held still to enjoy just being close to her and looked into her eyes. “Your poor face!” He’s so fucking dead.

“Shh.” She was the one soothing me, running her fingers lovingly down my cheek. “I’m okay.”

I turned my face into her palm and kissed it before giving her a nice slow stroke. “Wrap your legs around me baby.” I wrapped my arms around her, burying my face in her neck.

I never have any control when I get inside her and this time was no different. Even as I told myself that I needed to be careful with her, the need to go deep, to fuck her into the bed like I do was strong.

I tested the waters with my next stroke, going in search of her sweet spot and finding it. I covered her mouth just in time to block the scream. I’d forgotten my mother and her brother down the hall for a second.

“You gotta be quiet baby.” As it is I was grinding my cock into her instead of thrusting because I didn’t want the bed to squeak. “I don’t want to be quiet.” What the hell?

I reared back and looked down at her and there was a fierce light in her eyes that wasn’t there before. “I understand.” She’d felt helpless before, and now my little fighter needed to get some of her own back.

I wrapped an arm beneath her ass and one around her shoulders and lifted her out of bed, still impaled on my cock. I put her on her back on the floor beside the bed and pulled her legs higher around my back, opening her up for my cock.

Her nails dug into my back and she lifted her hips, egging me on. I held her ass in my hand and planted the other next to her head and fucked into her hard going deep and holding until she got comfortable.

When she didn’t complain I knew it was okay to let go. The truth is I needed this as much as she did. Needed to reassure myself that my woman was really okay. So for now I put it all aside and concentrated on her and giving her what she wanted.

“I want you on your hands and knees.” She dropped her legs from around me and got into position before the words left my lips completely. Her pussy has this habit of staying open for at least a minute after I pull out and I can never resist putting my mouth on her.

I leaned down and gave her my mouth until she rocked back and forth fucking herself on my tongue. I drank her pussy juice as it escaped before licking her from slit to clit. When her body trembled with need I leaned over her back and eased my cock back into her.

“Tell me what you want baby.” I nipped her ear and held her in place with a hand on her tummy. “Tell me, don’t be shy.”

“Max!” Her cute little whine went straight to my dick.

I held still and flexed my cock inside her, teasing her with a finger on her clit until she was too hot to remember to be shy. “Fuck me Max.”

“How? Like this?” I slid out and eased back in slowly and she scowled over her shoulder at me.

I grinned at her snippy ass and held onto her hips, driving into her hard enough to make her head flop forward. I thought for sure I’d hurt her, but she pushed her ass back and worked her pussy on my cock.

“That’s my girl.” It was on now. My girl planted her knees, spread her legs and fucked herself on my cock like she was chasing something. It took me a minute to catch on and when I did my heart tripped in my chest.

“It’s okay baby, I’ve got you.” I tried soothing her, calming her down, but she was too far inside her head. “Shit!” I pulled out and turned her around in my arms, holding her close to my heart.

“I’m sorry Annabelle, sorry that I wasn’t here to protect you. It won’t happen again.” She trembled in my arms and I felt the warm wetness of her tears on my neck.

I moved to get up, but she held on tight and put her hand between us for my cock. “I need you.”

“I don’t want to make you cry.”

“You won’t, you’re not, just come inside me.” I helped her guide my cock to her pussy and slipped back in again.

This time I kept it nice and slow with my arms wrapped lovingly around her. Trying my best to show her that she was safe, that she was loved. Lowering my head I took her nipple between my teeth, biting down until I felt hot pussy juice crown my cock.

She arched her back, driving her nipple into my mouth harder as her hips picked up speed. I followed her lead, letting her set the pace, going as deep and as fast or slow as she needed me to.

“Cum for me baby. I want to watch you cum.” I pressed down on her clit and surged into her. “I want you to have my baby.” What the fuck? We both stopped moving. She looking up at me in

shock and I looked back at her wondering what the fuck had just happened.

“Max?” That little girl soft voice of hers did strange things to my heart and although the words had slipped out unintended, I didn’t take them back. She needs me, and I need her. No one else will ever take care of her the way I could. And it goes without saying I don’t want anyone else but her.

“I know, bad timing, but it’s what I want.” I didn’t give her a chance to answer, but covered her lips with mine and fucked her to completion. At the first twitch of her pussy walls, heralding her orgasm, I released and spilled my seed inside her.

When I could feel my legs and arms again I picked her up and headed into the shower for a quick cleanup before drying her off and putting her back to bed in another one of my old jerseys.

She was out two minutes after her head hit the pillow while I stayed awake staring up at the ceiling with her wrapped safely in my arms.