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“As you wish.” He kissed me. It was a sneak peek at what was to come. Pleasure. Excitement. Wild desire. “Take these off.” He pulled at the waist of my track pants.
I did as he’d asked, scrambling to my feet at the side of the bed and pushing them off my body. At the same time he shrugged out of his shirt and pulled off his track pants, kicking them to the end of the bed.
When he was naked, he examined me, every inch of my body. From my head to my toes, his eyes danced lazily over my skin. My nipples hardened with every jerk of his eyes to a new spot, and I couldn’t stop doing the same to him.
He slid to the edge of the bed and rubbed his palm in a circle over the comforter, inviting me beside him.
I took one step, and he held up his hand. “The panties, too.” He smirked, a damn sexy smile that almost melted them off. I stopped to bare my skin, letting the cotton, polka-dot thong fall to the floor.
I took my place beside him. The excitement in my stomach was so tangible, I found it hard to catch my breath. His hands immediately roamed over my limbs, then my stomach. It jerked when his warm hand made contact.
“Please…” The single word, a breathless croak that had escaped my lips.
He responded by planting his mouth over mine. His tongue slid between my lips and I welcomed the warm glide inside my mouth as he twist
ed and tangled his lips and tongue with mine. His thumb stroked the side of my neck and I felt his erection against my thigh, but I was helpless to reach out and touch him. He’d rendered me helpless with one, smooth kiss.
His hand swept from the top of my head down my hair, then cupped the side of my face. I turned into his touch, kissing his palm, and he smiled.
He grabbed the condom packet and ripped it open. I watched as he slid it down his length, with every light touch of his finger, it bobbed against his stomach.
When he was sheathed, he kneeled over me. He was perfect. Hard. Male. A girl would be crazy to pass up an opportunity to have this man between her thighs. And in mere moments, he was going to be between mine.
Like a dream. Like a vivid, graphic sex dream, it was finally coming true.
He pressed his tip against my opening, but he hesitated. He didn’t enter. His neck corded. Who would have thought tendons could be so sexy? His were. He breathed deeply, but his eyes, they didn’t meet mine.
So I helped him along.
I reached between us. I rubbed his cock along my folds. When he slid against them with ease, I knew I was ready to take him. Foreplay not required.
With two fingers against his shaft, I lifted my pelvis and pushed down, slipping him inside.
I moaned as he slid deeper, his length filling me, pressing against my sensitive walls.
“Christ.” He tumbled forward, his palms hitting the bed on both sides of my head and his face knitted up like he was in pain. “You’re so tight.”
I felt the tip of his cock nudge inside me. He was buried to the hilt and his body wasn’t even flush against mine.
My eyes rolled back in my head at the mere idea of him being too big to fit. So I did what I thought needed to be done. I squeezed him tighter, lifting my pelvis, making more room for him to slip inside. I wanted to feel him, pelvis to pelvis, feel him flush against my body.
“Everly…” He groaned my name. A guttural sound that caused my core to tighten.
He was a god above me—strong and ethereal. His biceps flexed from the weight of his body on either side of me. I lifted my legs and rocked, doing whatever I could to feel him move inside me.
He pulled back, giving me one hard thrust, his pelvis scraping against my clit, pushing me up the bed.
When I moaned, he did it again.
“That’s it, sweetheart.” He picked up the pace, the softness in his eyes disappearing behind a shadow of something dark—animalistic. “Let me hear those sexy noises you make when you’re turned on.”
Like a man possessed, Max picked up the pace, giving me exactly what I wanted, but so far from what I needed.
I gripped his biceps, then ran my hands along the ripple of muscle on his abdomen, letting him take me. Beautiful. Smooth. Rhythmic.
He lowered to his forearms, enveloping and invading my body all at once. Quaking beneath him, I hugged him tighter, my legs trapping him against my body.
I wanted him to feel me, every part of me, when I came. And I was close. The steady thrusts and friction from his pelvis rubbing against my clit had my orgasm coiled inside me, ready to burst.
