Protege(94)

She stretched to his height, brushing a kiss along his jaw. “How was your day, mon Monsieur?”

His lips traced over hers, his hands tightening on her hips. “Better, now that I have my beautiful wife in my arms. Always better with you, peach.”

Her lashes lowered as his mouth closed over her lips, his hands pulling her into his strength. She sighed against his mouth, knowing, no matter how vulnerable she was, he would guard her always and be her strength, her protector, her gentle Dom.