Fuck, I love her like this.
Starving for something only I can give her.
“Maxim,” she sobs.
I tsk against her clit, letting the sound vibrate the sensitive nub, which has her wailing my name this time.
She doesn’t know what I’m waiting for…
A single click.
The severing of my name into two whimpered, broken syllables that are my favorite type of music.
I lash her clit over and over, until I know her sensitivity makes her weep.
Then, she gives it to me.
“Mak—seeeeeem.”
My lips tug on the hypersensitized nub, and I suck hard and fast until her ass bucks up and off the bed. Her thighs take her into a modified bridge and she rides my face, fucking my tongue like it’s my dick.
She screams when the orgasm hits.
Her legs clamp around me, keeping me in place, holding me fast so that I can’t stop. Won’t stop.
But I have no desire to.
She fucks my mouth until she ekes every drop of pleasure out of me.
Her muscles turn to goop as she splats into the mattress. I surge high, shove the covers out of the way, settle my cock against her slit, and rock home.
She’s so wet, it’s insane.
Her inner muscles twitch and spasm like they’re in overload, but she’s also relaxed so I slide in with ease.
A deep moan escapes her when I hit home, and her sleepy eyes catch mine before they drift over my face. The moment she recognizes the juices on my chin as being hers, a smug smile creases her lips.
Then, she whispers, “Fuck me,dorogoy. Fill me with your cum. I need it. I need you.”
My nostrils flare at the provocation, but I’m not one to back down from a challenge.
I fuck her.
Giving her what she asked for.
Claiming what we both need.
Over and over until she’s screaming, her body quivering, those tremors soaring over her limbs as she bursts around me. Her pussy’s so tight, she nearly pushes me out. When I thrust back in, it’s like she snaps—every muscle growing taut as I fuck her through her orgasm.
I growl her name as release finds me too, resting my forehead against hers as I strain and explode and implode all at the same time.
Then, just as I sag into her, I feel the soft swell of her tongue smoothing over my lips.
“My curious kitten,” I boast as she tastes herself.
She hums.
Twisting us back over, I encourage her to remain on top of me.
