Page 99 of Ruthless Game

“Not good enough.” I started to lift off him, then lowered, but stopped at the tip, hovering until my thighs burned from the strain. “Beg, Max.”

“Please, Emma, I will give you any goddamn thing in the world, I’ll rip my heart out of my chest and hand it to you. It’s already yours. Just move. Make yourself feel good. Make me feel good. Please. I swear I’ll⁠—”

I slid all the way down his length, until he bottomed out inside me, and he ...

Fucking.

Howled.

“Emma!”

I did too, the wet friction between us so good, I was close to coming. But I stayed there for a moment, enjoying the exquisite, painful fullness, and the way his muscles were rigid as he fought to obey me.

“God, you’re so thick and hard,” I moaned, scratching my nails down his pecs. “You feel so good inside me. Max⁠—”

“Fuck, that’s fucking it,” he growled, his eyes so dark the blue was black. “Say my goddamn name again⁠—”

“Max—”

He surged up, hands gripping my waist, rearranging us until I was in his lap, and began powering into me, lifting and lowering me, fast and furious, until he was bouncing me on his cock like he’d forgotten which sport he played. I was crying out now, screaming, no longer demanding he beg. In fact, I was the one begging as he took over—the way both of us preferred it. I was done teasing him.

“Are you going to come on your man’s fat cock, Starburst? You’re already drenching me, already pulsing around me. What if I played with your clit right now? Would you come screaming? Is my pussy ready?”

“Max—”

“Fuck, when you say my name I can barely stop myself. Gonna fill you up to the brim with my cum and keep you plugged up, make you take every goddamn drop, and then I’m going to do it again, and again⁠—”

Every hot, filthy word of nonsense made me coil tighter.

“Come for me, Starburst. Come for the man who loves you. Come on his cock. Make me come with you, and fucking call me Max when you do it.”

That’s all it took. Pleasure burst out of me, with the brilliance of a million stars. I screamed his name, so loud it should’ve shattered the windows. He followed me with a guttural roar, jerking inside me, filling me with his cum, so deep I came again, or my orgasm lasted forever and a day, I wasn’t sure.

Finally, finally, I came back to earth. Max kissed me, like he was a prince waking me from a sweet dream into a sweeter reality.

“Did I take away the hurt?” he asked, so solemn.

I laughed, breathless, falling against his chest as his arms came around me and pulled me tight, his cock still inside me, still hard.

“Yes,” I said. “The only pain is good pain, now.”

“Fantastic, because I’m about to fuck you all over again,” he growled, and then he was flipping me over and surging inside me, powering into me at a perfect angle, sliding his hand between us so he could play with my clit.

I lost track then; how long he fucked me, how many times we both came. The day disappeared, the sun setting outside the window as inside, he told me, over and over, how much he loved me, and showed me, over and over, how committed he was to fixing us.

But still, even though I used my body to show him back how much I loved him, I couldn’t say the words.

When it was finally dark and my insides felt raw, I’d come so many times, I couldn’t see straight, and there was so much cum inside me I worried I’d never get it all out, we collapsed on the bed.

“I can barely breathe,” I told him.

“I’m starving,” he admitted. “And while I could probably survive on your pussy for the rest of my life, I think you need a break.”

I laughed as he pulled me to standing, wrapping the blanket around my naked body, and carrying me down the stairs to the kitchen. He scrounged around for something for us to eat, then paused, looking at me.

“You’re cold,” he said. “I’ll start a fire in the fireplace.”

Before I could stop him, he was whistling, soft cock swinging between his bare legs as he went outside, ostensibly to collect firewood. Fortunately, the trees would hide him from any prying eyes, so I let him do what he felt like he needed to do and found stuff to make us an omelet.