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Max slamsmy body to the wall next to the front door, shutting it with one hand and caging me in with the other. My lips quickly find his, opening as his tongue teases the seams. A little moan leaves my throat as he caresses my lips with his own. Our bodies are pushed flush, and through his tight black jeans I can feel the shape of his hard cock straining.
His left hand travels its way up my side, pulling my tight little jumper with it. He’s like a man possessed, his eyes are wild. Hungry. And I just feel desperate to have his hands on me again. To feel him, to see our bodies weaved together again. His greedy hands remove my jumper, I watch his eyes widen as he gets a sight of my tits, barely held in by the red lace bra that I had a long time before I got pregnant.
“I swear they’ve got bigger,” he mumbles as he reaches a finger into the cup and instantly finds my nipple. “Is that a pregnancy thing?” he asks, and I barely manage a nod as his teeth tease the material of the other cup down.
He kisses.
Kisses.
Kisses again.
My nipple pebbles into an impossibly hard pink knot. He pulls it between his teeth and sucks it into his mouth. I let out a loud, breathy moan as I lose my hands in his mass of black hair.
“Mine,” he moans into my chest as his tongue continues its assault on my nipple.
“Max…” I try to give my voice a warning tone, but the moan laced with it has me almost giving in.
He bites down on my nipple.
The pleasure mixed with the pain.
It’s too much.
It’s not enough.
“Angel.” He breathes his hot breath over my tits as he fumbles his hand around my back and releases them from the red lace. I watch them drop.
“Fuck, you are so damn sexy,” he purrs. “A proper woman. A real chest. Damn girl, you’re going to be the death of me,” he says straight into the seam of my lips. Helping me to forget any insecurities I have.
“Max,” I moan his name as he teases his calloused fingers across my chest. Flicking each nipple lightly.
“Max.”
“Yes, Angel?”
“Max,” I say his name again. it’s the only syllable I can form.
“Ali, baby, you keep saying my name. What do you want?” he asks, voice dominant and in complete control when I’m already a ball of nerves and wet, seconds away from my first orgasm and he’s barely even touched me. I can still feel his hard cock pressed against my core as his lips find my ear.
“I’m as desperate as you, Angel, desperate to strip the rest of your clothes off. To have you completely beautiful and bare again. To taste your beautiful pink cunt.”
“Maxxxxx,” I moan at his filthy words in my ear as I grab for his t-shirt. I pull it over his head and then I let my hands travel across his bare chest. The peaks and flow of every muscle. His abs, his pecs. His whole glorious chest. I trace the muscles of his arms covered in black ink, my fingers teasing across a spider’s web.
“You’re so gorgeous, Max. It’s a crying shame for you to cover this body up,” I inform him as my hands travel back down his chest and pop the top button on his black jeans.
Then the fly.
“Angel, if you want me to walk around your flat topless for the rest of time all you had to do was ask,” he tells me, his voice lazy. I’m breathless and I have to pinch myself that he’s feeling that way because of me. Because my hands are on his skin. My lips are on his.
“Max, I don’t want you topless,” I assure him, his moany tone making me cocky, giving me some confidence. I move my hands further, push at his jeans that are barely hanging at his hips.
“Max, I want you naked.”
His breath hitches and his cock twitches at my demands. His jeans drop to the floor and as he leans down to remove them fully before his lips find mine. We kiss desperately again until his hands are back to me, straight to my thighs, pushing up at my skirt. I’m not wearing tights today and he keeps pushing until his fingers tease at the material of my white cotton knickers. He weaves his body tighter, pulls himself closer so the outline of his cock is grazing against me—exactly where I want him.
Where I need him.
“And, Miss Cannock, what do you plan to do with me once I’m completely naked?” he asks as he drags his tongue along the lobe of my ear.
