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When he opens the door, he’s in a black shirt that hugs his lean frame and basketball shorts hanging low on his hips. He lets me in without a word. I drop the foil packet on the bar. Max stares at it and then looks down at me.
“Em.” His voice slides over me like silk.
I say nothing as I bunch the material of his shirt and coax his arms over his head. He moves closer to me as the shirt falls from his wrist. Max just stares as I take off my robe, exposing my see-through tank top, my nipples erect and visible. Lust dances in his eyes. He wants to touch me, but he just watches.
Every part of me screams to run, but I ignore it. There’s dampness between my legs, and my core begs for release. Last time, sex was painful but beautiful. This time will be for us, burning and messy and crazy.
I pull down on his shorts, revealing black boxer briefs and an impressive bulge, solid because of me. Cupping him, I hear a groan near my ear. My panties dampen more, as I feel him in my hand, so full and hard.
He remains quiet as he kisses my neck to my ear, his mouth flicking against my earring, and my legs quiver. My vision is hazy.
Without warning, he picks me up by the bottom and slams me against the door, and I lower my head to fuse my lips to his. It turns from sweet to ravenous quickly. His tongue sweeps inside my mouth, and I press his face between my hands, kissing him deeper. I can feel his cock against my center, and my mouth opens in pleasure. I pull my tank top over my head, and now we’re down to our underwear. All terror gets cast aside.
One hand clutches my ass while his other hand palms my breast, pressing himself into me. His cock hits my clit at the perfect angle.
I screech as he keeps rubbing against me. My sounds get louder. His lips tickle my ear.
“Let go, Em. It’ll be the first of many tonight. We need to make up for lost time.”
His growly words make me build higher. His hardness against the most sensitive part of me is relentless. I’m so close, teetering on the edge.
He carries me to the small couch, laying me out. He rips my underwear from my body and pushes my legs apart, like he promised. He doesn’t say anything, but dives in, licking, covering my clit with delicate suction until I see stars.
My hands ruffle his hair as he drags his tongue up my seam, landing on the spot that matters. He takes his time, like I’m delicious. He sinks one finger into me, and I’m done. My back arches and everything goes bright as I cry out. He moves with the jerks of my body. I grip his hair until my legs relax, floppy on the cushions.
After a few quiet moments, he pulls me to standing by my arm, kissing me, letting me taste myself.
I cup him again, and he’s only gotten harder.
“Are you on something?” he asks, between gasps of air.
“I have an IUD,” I say. “I brought a condom as backup.”
“How many do you have?”
“A whole, brand-new box at the house. I just brought one, though. I didn’t want to be presumptuous.”
“I want your presumptuousness all over me.” We both laugh as I tilt my chin to meet his halfway. The kisses are sweet, tickling my skin so I scrunch my nose.
“You have no business being this fucking cute and sexy all at once,” he says.
“It’s a talent,” I say. Reaching into his boxer briefs, I work him down and up. Max drops his underwear at a pool around his ankles. We kiss again, building to our previous fervor, devouring each other’s gasps of air.
He finds the condom and rips the packet. His hands shake as he rolls it on, spending a little extra time to make sure it was secure.
“Knowing us, we have to be extra careful.”
I giggle behind my hand. He takes me in his arms again.
We fall together onto the couch, him on top of me, kissing every part of me—my neck, my breasts, my stomach. Under the overhead light, he can see everything, and he stops at my tiger stripes on my stomach.
“These are from when you were pregnant from Olive?” he asks. His hands are like feathers along my skin, creating a trail of goosebumps.
“Yes,” I say.
“They’re beautiful,” he says, tracing one finger over a gray rivulet down my abdomen as he kisses me. Max takes a moment to stare at me before he kisses me with more passion, more attention.
Lining myself up on his cock, I take a deep breath. If this is painful, I am ready to feel everything to be connected to him.
