Obsessed (The Protectors #13) - Sloane Kennedy Page 0,100

thinking I'm going to put out while we have guests inside waiting for us?"

I turned around and stepped back into his space. "Yeah, I do," I growled. Not surprisingly, Sam shivered in anticipation. Between the gunshot wound to my side and everything that Ryan was going through, our sex life had fallen by the wayside and I had no issue with that. But I also knew that we needed to get back to a sense of normalcy just like Ryan did. Moving forward with the wedding had been a good first step, but Sam and I had our own future to think about and I was eager to sow the seeds of that particular discussion.

I kissed him hard and waited until he was once again pliant in my arms. This time when I led him toward the shed, he followed without argument. As soon as we were inside the door, he was all over me. If I hadn't been so turned on, I would've smiled.

"We need to hurry," Sam said as he began ripping at the jacket I was wearing. "Contrary to what you might think, I don't want to miss Cruz and Elliot leaving for their honeymoon."

"Not possible," I said between kisses. "They’ve already started on that particular part of the celebration… in our bathroom."

Sam put his hand against my chest so he could put some space between us. "Seriously? Please tell me they're not in our tub."

"I told Cruz the tub was off-limits."

Sam threw up his hands. "You told Cruz to defile my son in my own bathroom?"

"I hate to break this to you, but your son was in the process of defiling my brother outside our bedroom door. It was just a matter of time before they ended up in our bed. You should be thanking me that it's only the bathroom that will get well used. At least that shit cleans easy."

"Oh God," Sam muttered.

I pulled him back against my chest and said, "I suppose I could've told them the shed was free."

"Don't even go there," Sam growled and then he was all over me again. "How long do you think we have?" he asked as he continued to tear at my shirt. "Do you think Ryan has noticed we’re gone?"

I shook my head. "Last I saw, he and Jamie were in deep discussion about Spider-Man versus Spinosaurus. They were trying to come up with a new superhero called Spider-Saurus. I'm not sure if that entailed Spider-Man being bitten by a radioactive dinosaur or a dinosaur being bitten by a radioactive Spider-Man—"

"Shut up," Sam barked and then he was shoving me back against the shed door. I would've laughed, but he chose that moment to drop to his knees and rip my pants open. "Commando, thank God," he said. My dick was in his mouth before I could even say anything. I’d really had an ulterior motive in bringing Sam to the shed, but it was hard to remember what it was as Sam hoovered my cock.

"Want you to fuck me," I managed to say between gasps.

Sam released my dick and practically crawled up my body. "Tonight," he murmured as he began kissing me again. "After Ryan's asleep. I don't… I don't want to rush it."

I nodded because as ready as I was, I didn't want to be hurried either. With everything that had happened, there hadn't been much opportunity for us to explore switching roles. As excited as I was, I was also nervous. The garden shed held a lot of memories when it came to our first time together, so I was okay with our bedroom being the place for a new first memory for us.

I lost my train of thought as Sam's mouth wreaked havoc on mine. I reached down and lifted him. He automatically wrapped his legs around my waist. Thankfully, he hadn't loosened my pants enough that they were around my ankles, so I was able to walk him over to the worktable. He began laughing as I ran into one thing after another. By the time I set him on the worktable, his laughter had subsided and he was all over me.

Our fingers couldn’t move quick enough as we finished undressing each other. I was rock hard by the time I got his pants down enough to expose his opening. But instead of turning him around and bending him over the table, I pulled his hips forward and braced my arm behind his back. The table was low enough that