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My knees shook as desire blasted through me at the first brush of his thumb over my clit. “Max!”
He shifted his hold from my jaw to brace one arm around the small of my back, holding me upright for his own exploration. My fist firmed around his cock at the rush of pleasure.
“You feel so fucking good, baby,” he ground out, his deep voice guttural with the strain of holding back his own lust. A warm tingle spread from my core all the way to my fingers and toes in response to his praise, and a slow shudder rolled through me. “So fucking good,” he repeated with the ghost of his wicked smile, reading my pleasure as though my body betrayed all my darkest secrets.
His fingers caressed my desire-slick folds before dipping between them, pausing at my virgin entrance.
“No man has ever touched you like this,” he said, a possessive declaration as he slowly eased one finger into my tight channel. My body resisted for a few seconds, a pinch of pain setting my teeth on edge. “You’re mine, Allie.” It was a promise with a hint of a warning.
It was too late to go back now. He was claiming my body in a way no man had before, and this moment would always be his. This part of me would always belong to him.
Another pleasurable shudder rolled through my body, and my knees went weak. His arm firmed on my waist, holding me upright.
He dipped his head lower, so he could nip the sensitive shell of my ear. “Don’t stop, angel.”
I realized my fist had stilled around his shaft. I gripped him harder and resumed stroking him, craving more of his praise and pleasure.
He dropped a kiss on my neck in reward, tracing the column of my throat with his hot tongue. I released something between a moan and a whimper as bliss washed over me. I reveled in his confident touch, his assured commands.
His finger moved inside me, finding a secret spot at the front of my inner walls. I went up onto my toes, and my back arched as pleasure burst through me. I cried out his name and rubbed my tight nipples against his chest, greedy for more stimulation. His low, arrogant chuckle rumbled over my sensitized neck, and I trembled in his powerful hold.
My touch on his cock faltered for only a second before I remembered his pleasure through the haze of my own bliss. With every pass of his finger over that spot inside me, my core tightened, and ecstasy began to spiral low in my belly. I moved my fist faster and was gratified by his hiss of approval. He began to pump his hips toward me, his own body coiling tight with his mounting pleasure.
“Come for me, Allie,” he commanded against my mouth, just before he claimed a savage kiss.
He continued to stroke the spot inside me, and his thumb pressed down on my clit. I screamed his name against his plundering tongue as ecstasy crashed through my body in a visceral wave. Wet heat lashed my belly, and Max released a primal snarl at his own completion.
My free hand clutched at his back, my nails scoring his shoulders as I struggled to remain tethered to him. His grip firmed on my waist, his fingers curling into my hip with a bite of pain that only heightened the bliss coursing through me. I rocked my hips into him, riding out the peak of my orgasm until the pleasurable tingles began to sting my overly stimulated sex.
I whined into his mouth, and his kiss gentled. He slowly withdrew his hand from my panties, and my core fluttered around him one last time, as though my body wasn’t ready to let him go.
I released his cock and held him tight, my trembling limbs barely clinging on. He lifted me briefly and carefully lowered me onto my bed, tucking the duvet around me. I watched him through heavy lidded eyes, my mind too fuzzy with the haze of my lust to fully comprehend what he was doing.
It wasn’t until I heard the rustle of his clothes that I realized he was getting dressed.
“Wait!” I gasped, bolting upright. “Don’t leave.”
Cold washed over me despite my cozy blanket; I hated that I was deprived of his heat. I reached out a beseeching hand, begging him to come back to me.
His jaw tightened, but he stopped putting on his jeans. “I shouldn’t stay, Bambi.” The nickname was laced with regret. “My family—”
“I don’t want to talk about your family.” I cut him off harshly. “I don’t want to think about any of that.” I softened my tone. “I feel safe when I’m with you, and after Gavin… Come to bed with me. Please?” The last hitched with a sudden vulnerability that tightened my throat. I couldn’t bear it if he left me now. The loss of his touch after the most intimate encounter of my life cut at my chest like a knife.
