Protecter's Love by Kayla Trautman (books to read in your 20s female TXT) 📕

tilted my head back to look at him. I licked my lips and they stayed parted.

He looked at my eyes, questioningly, before bending his head to lay his lips on mine. Fire burned up inside me and I leaned against him. His hands moved from face to my shoulders, to run his fingers along the sides of my breasts, to my stomach, then to my hips.

His one hand continued down my thigh to hook behind my knee and lift. He wrapped that leg around his hip and I could feel his erection on my stomach. His hand trailed back up my thigh to grip my one cheek. His other hand moved to grip the other.

I gasped and his tongue swarmed inside my mouth and lashed against mine. My leg tightened around his hip. Why was I letting this go on? I hardly knew the guy.

I pulled back and he moved to kissing my neck as my head was bent back. I panted, "Taliesin? What are we doing?" "We were making out . . ." He found a spot on my neck that made me shiver and he stayed there. He was kissing my neck and it was so delicious. "Now we're groping . . . which could turn to sex, if you'd like."

Oh, would I like . . . but no! I couldn't. I hardly knew him. I couldn't be like this with him. My hands were gripping his shoulders holding him to me. But that's not what I needed. As he started to lower his kissing on my neck to the part of my shoulder that was showing from my tank top, I pushed back on his shoulders, "No. Stop."

He lifted his head and when I put my leg down he let go of me, "What's wrong? I thought if a person liked someone else that they showed that person. Do you not like me?"

I took a deep breath and stepped back, "That is something that people do when they like someone but . . . after they get to know each other. And I . . . I am attracted to you."

He frowned, "Attracted? Is that a good thing?" I laughed a shaky laugh, "Yes It's a good thing. It means I like you. I think you're . . . beyond hot."

He stepped forward, "So why not? If you like me, then shouldn't that be enough? It's enough for me." I rolled my eyes, "Of course it would be enough for you. You're a guy. But I'm a girl and need time to get to know you before I stick my tongue down your throat and jump into bed with you."

"But you already had your tongue down my throat. And why do you talk like you have something against guys?" He asked. I shook my head, "I don't have a problem with guys it's just I know how they are. They're horn dogs and only think about food and sex. Sex being on top of the list.

"And, yes, I kissed you now but . . . I lost control and let it slip. But I have myself in check and am thinking clearly."

He groaned, "I liked it better when you lost control. It was more fun. But if that's what you want, I can wait. You're worth the wait." I chuckled and turned, "Lets go. I wanna give you a tour of the place. Wouldn't want you getting lost anymore." And it was true for me too, I did have more fun when I lost control. But I still need to use common sense.


Chapter 9: Quality Time

"So, what did you think about the picnic?" I asked. Taliesin dared to put his arm around me as we walked through the room, "I liked it. I especially liked it when we fed each other."

I chuckled and reached up to hold his hand that layed hanging in front of me from the arm he had around me, "Yeah, well, I'm glad you enjoyed it while it lasted because that's the most intimid moment you'll get."

"I think I could persuade you otherwise." He said, lowering his head to my ear. I looked over at him, "Have you remembered anything yet?"

He frowned and lifted his head looking straight ahead. He swallowed, "No. And it's getting damn frustrating. But . . . the doctor said that it could take weeks to months. I have to try to be patient."

I nodded and looked ahead, "Exactly. So therefore, I won't let anything happen between us. At least, nothing intimid. You could have a wife and children."

"I don't have a ring. So I can't be married." He said. I turned him down a huge hall leading him to a movie theater at home to watch a movie. I shook my head, "No. Not necessarily. You could've taken it off because it got irritating or you could be a cheating husband and took your ring off so that other women wouldn't know."

He smiled slightly, "Then it wouldn't matter if I was married or not, if I were a cheating husband. Or boyfriend, if possible she is just a girlfriend. I would be doing something that I already do."

I pushed his arm off of me and quickened my pace, "I don't think so. I am not going to be the woman that a husband cheats with on his wife or girlfriend if I know. And since I don't know, I don't want to take the chance. And besides, the only thing I've learned about you is that you love strawberries as I do, and you love bacon and Ms. Granger's cooking."

He sighed and picked up the pace with me, "That remark wasn't a true statement. I was just being sarcastic. And are we back to the not knowing each other

again?"

I frowned, "If you don't like that, then tough. That lets me know what kind of boyfriend you would make anyway." He grabbed my arm and turned me around. He backed me up and slammed me against the wall making me shriek.

At first I thought I saw anger. But I realized that I had mistaken his passion for anger. And then he frowned and the passion started to retreat, "Are you afraid of me? Is that why you don't want to start anything with me?"

I shook my head and stammered, "N-no. Of course not. I just . . . don't know you." He sighed and nodded, "You're afraid of me. I can see it in your eyes now as you lie to me. And I saw it in your eyes before. You don't have to be afraid of me. I won't hurt you. I could stay somewhere else if that'll make you feel safe."

I frowned, "No. I don't want you to go anywhere until your memory returns. Don't talk rubbish. You're staying if I have to chain you to the wall. And for your information, I'm not scared of you. You just took me by surprise. I never thought of you as someone to get rough in passion. You've always been so gentle.

"And I think I like this side of you. Doesn't mean I'm going to do anything with you. I'm just letting you know what I like."

His hand reached up and grabbed my breast firmly in his hand as he smiled down at me, "I know you'd like that." I gasped, "Taliesin. What are you doing? I thought we talked about this."

He ran his thumb over my nipple before letting go, "I know. I just couldn't help myself after you admitted to what you liked. And I can't apologize because I wouldn't mean it."

I tried a smile but it wavered, "Of course you wouldn't be sorry. Now lets go watch a movie." He nodded and took my hand. We went in and I shut the door. I also locked it. If he tried anything and if I was too weak to stop him and let myself have my desires, then I didn't want anyone walking in.

"Pick a seat. Try one of the seats at the top. It's a better view. I'll go put the movie on. We're watching Insidious. It just came out in theaters but with money you can get a copy before anyone else." I told him.

He asked, "Do you always use your money for these kind of things? It seems like a waste of use for money." I froze and turned to him. I folded my arms across my chest and snapped, "Well if you don't want to stay here and watch the movie then just go. Do whatever you wish. No one's stopping you from going and doing what you

want. Whoever said that I wanted company watching this movie? I can watch it on my own if that's the way you see it."

He just stood there frozen. I turned and ran up the stairs. When I got to the top I took a deep breath and turned to him. He still stood where he was watching me. I frowned and tears burned my eyes but I held them back, "And I have contributed to charities." I turned and ran into the camera room.

I sat down on the spin chair and the tears poured out. I crossed my arms on the table and buried my head in my arms crying softly.

Hands ran up my upper back to my shoulders, "Elena. I'm sorry. What was it that I said? I don't understand. I'm sorry." "Go away Taliesin. I don't want to talk about it right now. I'm sorry. I probably overreacted." I told him.

He sat me up and turned me around to face him. He squatted down on his heels in front of me and reached up to touch my face, wiping my tears with his thumb. His other hand layed on my thigh to balance himself but it sent vibrations up my leg and between my thighs.

"What is it that made you upset? I want to know so that I don't do it again. Please." I sighed and wiped my face, pushing his hand away from my face. Now he had a hand on each thigh.

I folded my arms across my chest, leaned back against the chair, and looked to the side away from him, "What you said about money being spent like was a waste . . . it made me feel as if you were putting the same label on me that everyone else does."

"What label? I didn't put anything on you." He asked, confused again. I humphed, "It was just an expression. When people look at me all they see is a rich bitch. I'm either being labeled the rich bitch or only having friends and boyfriends because I have money." I answered. "I'm getting sick of it. I could have all the friends in the world but still be lonely.

"I only know of one friend that's a true friend and I can count on. I've known her all my life and she's rich too so I don't have to worry about any of that."


Taliesin smiled slightly, "What am I? Chop liver? I'm your friend. And I don't want your money. That makes two. And you didn't overreact. It may have looked that way from my side of it but you really didn't. Not when you look at how many times you've been used and mistreated." I looked at him and smiled,