Brushing across her clit, Max drove her into a quick orgasm. As she trembled over him, he glided one finger into her tight channel. Saylor bounced on it, extending her own orgasm. Her hands drifted down from her face, returning to her breasts.
Max groaned against her pussy as the erotic view she presented pushed his iron-clad control. She’d never understand that if he died now, he’d go happily. He etched this memory into his brain.
Eager to help her climax again, Max wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked softly. Saylor froze and pressed against him. When she whispered, “More,” he gradually increased the suction. With a cry, she shattered above him again as she lifted herself away.
He allowed her to recover for a moment before guiding her back into place. He added a second finger. Saylor shuddered over him and gyrated against his touch. Max curled his fingers slightlyinside her, searching for that sensitive spot on her inner wall. Her gasp told him he’d succeeded.
An idea blossomed in his mind. Max turned his head back and forth slowly, trailing his evening whiskers against her. “Yes!” she whispered urgently to encourage him. Continuing to explore her most sensitive spots, Max pushed her arousal upward. His fingers gripping her hip tightened as she moved above him. Her self-consciousness was completely eliminated by pleasure.
“Please, please, please,” she chanted above him, making Max totally committed in lavishing at least one more orgasm on her.
Her keening yell filled the room, making him smile against her.Good girl!Max slid another finger inside her. She lifted her hands upward, thrusting her fingers through her hair as if she needed to tether the delight with a taste of pain.
Unable to resist her allure a moment longer, Max roared up from his position, shifting her easily to straddle his thighs. She gasped and clutched at his shoulders, using him as her anchor in her shifting world.
“Help Daddy, little girl. I need to be inside you.”
Saylor nodded eagerly and reached for the condom as he unwrapped it. She bit her lip as she concentrated on her task. Her fingers moving on his shaft made him grit his teeth. Maybe this was the worst idea he’d ever had. He was going to explode before she got the protection rolled into place.
“Got it, Daddy!” she announced proudly, meeting his gaze triumphantly.
He’d torture himself again at a moment’s notice to give himself a reason to praise her. “Good job, baby. I need you badly.”
“Now, Daddy. I need you to fill me.”
Max closed his eyes to reinforce his control before wrapping his arms around her and taking her with him as he stretched back out on the mattress. He immediately rolled her over onto her side and pulled her thigh over his hip. Placing the tip of his shaft at her entrance, Max pushed himself slowly inside.
In this position, he couldn’t thrust deeply, but she would feel every inch of his entrance. Her quick inhale told him everything. She was primed to come again.
“Kiss me, baby,” he ordered.
She pressed her lips to his and hesitated. He loved to discover her response to experiencing something new was to stop and savor it. He groaned as she licked her lips, tasting her juices. Eagerly, she leaned forward to swirl her tongue over his skin. Her hum of approval went straight to his cock.
Damn, she was so sensual, enjoying everything he shared with her. Max couldn’t wait to experience more new things with her. He moved inside her, savoring the grip of her aroused body. The walls of her passage quivered, signaling her approaching orgasm.
Max didn’t rush. Making love to Saylor deserved time to savor the heaven she promised. He entered as smoothly as possible. Their bodies straining together established a pattern that threatened his control as she ground her pelvis to his.
When a cry burst from her, Max allowed himself to orgasm with her. He held her plastered against his chest, feeling her heart beat rapidly against him.Please let her give me her heart.Saylor already held his in her talented hands.
* * *
After cleaning them up a bit, Max ushered Saylor into the kitchen. “Let’s get some dinner going. I’m ravenous.”
Saylor nodded. “Me, too. Put me to work. What can I do?” she asked as he opened the refrigerator to grab the steaks he’d left to thaw during the day.
“You did eat today, right?”
“Yeah. I had a sandwich for lunch.”
“Good. We’ll have to talk about what you like to eat. I’ll call an order in and pick it up tomorrow.”
“Oh! You don’t have to do that. It’s not like I’m always going to be here,” she said quickly.
Max tilted his head, scanning her as he tried to read her expression and body language. “What’s wrong?”
“Wrong? Nothing’s wrong.”
“Did you have a good day here today?” he asked.
