The look on Veronica's face said enough—he had never seen her look so scared and small.

No wonder his little games didn't phase her.

Adrian turned to face a large and hulking man behind them. The guy looked like a gorilla—he was huge.

His arms were almost as big as Adrian's thighs and his mug looked mean and scarred. Adrian felt annoyance rise within him—of all the times to interrupt?

"Let me guess," Adrian said, feeling Veronica's hand slip from his, "You're the muscle for repo?"

The man glared at him, arching an eyebrow— "This ain't between you bitch—leave me and the little lady alone." The man was light skinned and his voice had a thick accent—he sounded like he was from Jamaica.

The man took a threatening step towards him.

Adrian felt Veronica's hand on his shoulder, she pressed her body close to his. Even in this moment, it made him ache.

"Adrian—" her voice was so quiet, "Please go—I can handle this."

Adrian placed a hand on hers squeezing it, "You're crazy if you think I'm going to just leave you."

"You heard the lady—" the man stood straight and tall, squaring to Adrian's chest. The man looked down at Adrian, sneering.

"You always pick on ladies?" Adrian could feel the anger rising—this guy should be taught a lesson—how dare he pick on her.

The man huffed, offended, "None ya business—now, scram like she said."

He felt Veronica's pull again—she shuffled with something in her pocket, "Adrian I've got this—god, I'm so sorry—"

From the corner of his eye, she saw she hand an envelope with her, she was about to hand it to the gorilla.

In an instant, the large man reached out and grabbed Veronica's wrist, yanking her towards him in a flash. He pulled her into the shadows, and Veronica let out yelp.

Adrian froze for only a moment, surprised at the man's speed.

The man dragged Veronica into the shadows and Adrian ran after them.

The gorilla turned the corner, Adrian could hear him say "Causing me too much trouble—I'll show you."

The man had walked yards within a few seconds. So, Adrian sprinted towards them.

"Please—I have the money—here!" Veronica was pleading.

The man had brought her behind the tents and the shadows lined the narrow space like a dark hallway.

Adrian caught up in a second, and slammed his hand down onto the Gorilla's.

The man looked down in surprise. Adrian twisted the man's wrist easily off Veronica's and pinned it up towards the sky.

Veronica cried out, dropping the packet on the ground.

"Didn't you hear her—she said take the money," Adrian growled.

The man looked to his wrist in shock and pain—not expecting Adrian's offense.

The gorilla growled and reached for Adrian's neck—but, Adrian slid off easily and turned around, twisting the man's arm behind his back. The man yelped in pain.

With a swift kick, Adrian knocked the man to his knees—the man groaned.

Adrian bent the man over easily, making him face the package on the ground.

"Pick it up," Adrian demanded.

The man growled, but Adrian lifted his hand higher, and the man yelled out, "Fine—fine!"

With his free hand, the man picked up the packet gingerly, afraid to touch it.

Adrian pushed the man's hand further—pushing it until they heard a loud pop.

The gorilla screamed out.

"Now, apologize," Adrian knew guys like this—they wouldn't tell their bosses they got handled—it would make them look weak.

The man sobbed once, "I'm sorry—"

Adrian brought the man to his feet, pulling at his now dislodged wrist, the man yelped.

"I didn't hear you."

The man's head snapped up to face Veronica—Adrian caught her gaze, her eyes focused entirely on Adrian.

"I said—I'm sorry..." the man groaned.

Adrian let him go—pushing him away, "Now take your money."

The man looked at them once, leering—he clutched the packet to his chest and shuffled away.

They watched as the man disappeared down the long trails of tents. No one saw them, the market bustled on the other side—no one witnessed the man dragging Veronica, and how Adrian had slammed him down.

Adrian turned to her, "Are you OK?"

He took a step towards her, picking up the wrist that had been her leash. Her eyes were wide as she shook, but she nodded.

Her held her wrist to his eyes, checking for a bruise, "Bloody fucker—he didn't need to pull that shit."

Veronica didn't say a thing, her eyes were focused on Adrian, unblinking.

He held her gaze for a moment, feeling the warmth of her wrist—it felt fine, but he wondered instantly about the moment they had earlier—they held hands, but didn't she want to run away from him earlier today?

Veronica spoke, "I—I'm fine—thank you."

They were close to each other—the small maze back here was surprisingly narrow, the small slants of sunlight shone across her eyes which were shining with some tears.

He was about to ask if she was ready to return, when suddenly she pushed herself against him. She pulled her wrist away and pushed her lips against his—clutching herself to him.

Her kiss was fierce, she pressed against him hard—a ripple of shock went through him.

She pulled back, "I can't thank you enough," her cheeks burned a pink-red, "Let me thank you."

He looked down as her hands pulled at his shorts, finding their way past his zipper. His member engorged, thinking about her soft lips on his dick again. The breath left him—in instant anticipation for her sweet touch. She pulled his shorts towards her, bringing Adrian's body to crush hers against a metal wall behind them.

His body responded to hers, going hard instantly. Her hands pulled his dick free—and he thought about the sweet pleasure of popping her cherry.

But, no—not like this.

Was she doing this because she wanted to, or because he saved her?

Her lips licked his—and the thought left him instantly. He had a change of mind.

"I know how you can repay me," he stared into her eyes, he pressed an arm up against the wall, cradling her.

Her eyes looked into his—full of lust.

She nodded, licking her lips.

He brought his fingers towards his face, and placed them against her lips. Her eyes didn't leave his and as he pushed his fingers into her mouth—she automatically sucked them in, her tongue rolling around them. His dick throbbed—oh how he wanted to be inside her. He hadn't felt so much want.

But, first—he would make it up to her.

He pulled his fingers out of her mouth—her breath was heavy now, as she waited for what was next—unknowing.

Adrian's stomach pounded, he wanted to watch this desperately.

His hand moved down her stomach, and he easily unbuttoned her shorts.

She gasped, not expecting his fingers to cup her naked mound, he grabbed her into his hand.

She held her breath—not moving, as Adrien slid his fingers into her wet and hot pussy.

She let out a moan, as he pushed his fingers deeper.

Her breath hiked up, her eyes suddenly alert, "Sir—you need to know, that I'm—I've never—" she blushed, stumbling on the words.

Adrian bent down and kissed her hard, then he pulled back to whisper in her ear, "Oh—I know—and believe me that is so fucking hard to resist," he pushed his fingers in further, "For now."

Veronica let out a moan of pleasure as he began to finger fuck her—he hadn't reached her cherry and he had a feeling that his fingers would do the job just fine for now, until he could take her entirely.

Veronica gasped as Adrian's fingers picked up speed—pushing in and out of her. He pushed her body against the wall with his body—as he felt her knees weakening. She was crumbling under him.Veronica opened her legs, and Adrian took the opportunity to slide his leg in between hers—propping her up as his fingers went faster.

She bucked against his hand, and their lips found each other again—pulling at each other like never before. His tongue pushed into her mouth and she bit down hard—the pain shot through him, sending pleasure into his throbbing dick, "Fuck," he growled and he picked up the pace of his fingers.

She cried out instantly—grabbing his shoulder to steady herself as her body bucked wildly against his thrusting hand. They stared into each other's eyes, Adrian could feel his own temperature rising—like making her come might get him to come too.

She didn't blink as she bit her lip and held his gaze. Suddenly, her body quivered under him and she let out a cry of ecstasy—throwing her head back in waves of pleasure.

She cried out loud as her body convulsed, and Adrian felt her juices slide down his hand. She gasped, blinking.

"Holy hell—" she giggled. Adrian took his hand out, and looked at it like it was a trophy.

He kept his other hand and his leg propping them up against the wall, he was breathing hard too. He looked to Veronica's dark and sleepy eyes, and he licked at his hand—slurping in the juices. Veronica stared at him, gulping.

Beads of sweat dripped down her neck.

He wanted to stay there for a long time—he wanted to lick at his hand and push it back into her body—he wanted to see her come again.

But then, his phone buzzed.