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I whimper when he pulls away, until I see he has grabbed his iron shaft, running it between my dampening folds to cover himself. His frenum barbell rubs over my clit, sending acute waves of pleasure deep inside of me. He lines his long erection up to my hot, damp entrance, lifting his eyes to mine before sliding little by little inside.
My mouth parts in a silent moan as he sinks himself deep enough for our pelvises brush, and I feel ever single inch of him inside of me.
“Fuck, you feel perfect around me,” he whispers breathlessly.
His mouth connects with mine again and he gently sucks on my lower lip. He pulls his hips back, only to sink deeper, dragging his piercing along my sensitive walls. My legs wrap around him and I grasp his arms for support. Maceo takes his sweet time, pumping in and out. His hands caress me everywhere, on my face, my neck, my arms, and breasts. His touch ignites desire and passion so deep it bruises my heart.
“Right there,” I moan. He thrusts harder, hitting the spot, and watches me fall apart under his touch.
I feel his lips curl into a smile against my throat. “If you like how this feels…” he trails and tilts his pelvis up, rotating his hips.
My body arcs off the bed, my toes curl, and my pussy squeezes tight around Maceo’s iron cock. I claw at his slick shoulders as I orgasm.
He sucks in a ragged gasp. “My God, you come beautifully.” His silky lips press hard against mine, until I open up for his tongue to explore.
This time, being intimate with Maceo is nothing like this morning. On the trail, we fucked—hard and desperate—both of us trying to get our fix like addicts. This time there’s tenderness, longing, and an overwhelming desire to draw this out.
I don’t recognize this type of sex. I’ve never experienced anything like it. Once I realize it, I nearly burst into tears.
We’re makinglove.
Maceo brushes his thumb over the rogue tear falling down the side of my face. He kisses me firmly, affectionately, giving my tongue long fluid strokes with his own.
He quickens the pace of his hips and I fist my hands into his hair, arching my hips up to meet him thrust for thrust. My already heightened libido escalates when I hear his breathing get ragged, and the sound of his pelvis grinding against my clit.
Maceo’s body glistens with sweat and it only intensifies his musky, woodsy fragrance. His scent envelops my senses and makes my blood pulse wildly.
When he brings me over the edge again, I cry out his name. Maceo thrusts up into me and stills. He groans loudly in my ear and I’m filled with warmth as he empties himself deep inside me. He rests his forehead against mine and my eyes flutter shut with satisfaction.
When I finally open my eyes, lazy, I find his, dark and adoring, staring into mine.
“Josephine,” he murmurs, claiming my lips in a searing kiss. He pulls out of me and rolls us to our sides, face to face, pressing his lips gently over my forehead. He pulls me tight against him and I sigh.
His chest feels so warm against my cheek. I press my lips to his left pec muscle. The action must surprise Maceo because he sucks in a ragged breath, like I actually kissed his heart.
“I want more,” I purr greedily.
Maceo gives me a sluggish smile. “Oh, baby, that was only the warm-up. I’m far from done with you. Hard, fast, gentle, and slow are all amazing with you. Christ, it’s like you were shaped specifically for me.” He runs his nose along my neck. “Mmm, you smell good.”
I laugh. “I smell like sex.”
“And if I could bottle it and sell it, I’d make a fucking killing.” He runs his nose along my neck again, kissing the tender skin underneath my ear. “You’re my new favorite scent.”
My God, the words this man uses to melt me.
“You’re mine, too.” It’s so easy to open up to him after he’s fucked me ragged.
His big palm runs down my side, over my hip, and covers my bottom. “God, I love your ass. It’s firm and round and fits perfectly in my hands. And when you walk…”
His reaction makes me giggle. “You’re an ass man.”
Maceo winks at me. “The things I’m going to do will make you squeal.”
Eek!Is it wrong that his comment makes me ache between my legs?
Maceo kisses my neck once more, then props himself up on one elbow. He sighs and looks at me. “Pixie, you’re too precious. The things you make me feel and the way you get in my head…” he shakes his head. “Can you do me a favor?”
“Sure,” I say dreamily.
