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I gripped his forearm and nodded. “Please.”
He lowered his upper body until I could feel his breath fluttering my hair against the table. “Go on then,” he whispered into the curve of my neck, bringing one hand up my body cradle the back of it. “Come all over my cock, Ellie, just like you really want to.”
I did. I wanted to.
He held onto the back of my neck, lifting my head slightly, and didn’t just fuck me. Hefuckedme. He fucked me so emphatically I physically moved against the surface of the table, and I was pretty sure I heard the table legs squeak as it slid across the tiled floor a little.
Unbothered, Max moved with it, and there was nothing but the roaring of my pulse in my ears and the frantic beating of my heart as I did just as I was told.
I came.
The orgasm was intense, a whole-body experience that made all my muscles clench and my back arch and my breath catch. My fingernails dug into both the table and Max’s arm, and he grunted and groaned as my lower body muscles tightened like mad, almost holding him in place inside me.
It didn’t matter.
Through the rushing of my blood in my ears, I heard his low, guttural grunt, that accompanied by him holding his cock deep inside me told me I wasn’t the only one who’d come hard.
I loosened my grip on Max as he sagged down, holding himself up by planting his palms either side of my waist. We stayed like that for a moment, both of us breathing heavily, neither of us moving until my legs finally gave out.
Max pulled out of me, still using one arm to hold him up. “Fuck,” he breathed, dropping his chin to his chest. His hair tickled my breasts, and I pushed his head away while giggling at the sensation.
“I think we can consider that business finished,” I said, throwing my arm over my eyes again as I attempted to catch my breath.
“Oh, no.” Max lowered his face to mine and pressed a hard kiss to my lips. “After that? It’s not finished, Ellie. Not at all.”
I wasn’t sure I could argue with that…
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
MAX
A New Best Friend
“Good morning, you hussy,” Grandma said, sliding a fried egg on top of a slice of toast.
Fred paused in the doorway and turned to look at us. He was in yesterday night’s clothes and looked more than a little bit dishevelled. “Good morning.”
I smiled into my cup of tea.
“Sit.” Grandma pointed at a stool in front of the island.
“I really need a shower,” he replied.
She pushed the plate in his direction. “I made you breakfast. You will eat it.”
Fred dipped his head. “Yes, ma’am.” He shuffled over to the island and sat down, accepting the cutlery she handed him.
“And you can stop smiling,” Grandma said, looking at me. “Don’t think I didn’t see you slinking in here after midnight when I was coming home.”
I sipped my tea. “It’s my house.”
“Where were you? Last I was told, you’d left with a woman. I was almost excited until I remembered you’re an emotionless prat.”
Yep. She was hungover.
“I left with Ellie and her brother. Kevin had quite a lot to drink last night and she needed a hand getting him to bed safely.”
“Mhmm. That doesn’t take two hours.”
