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“I think that’s one of the things I love about you the most.”
My head whips back. “You love me?”
“I-I don’t know that yet. But there are definitely things I love about you.”
His lips curve up in a satisfied smile. “That’s good then since there are a helluva lot of things I love about you too. Like everything.”
She pushes the truck door open and hops down. “I doubt that. I’ve got a temper and a smart mouth.”
“I like your temper. It’s hot. And the smart mouth just makes me wanna paddle your ass. But in a good way!” He laughs and I groan.
“You are so damn bad, Max. Don’t make me wait anymore. I need you.”
I hop out of the truck and run around to throw her over my shoulder. She yelps and her head hits the middle of my back.
“Max! What the hell! Put me down! You’ll hurt yourself.”
“Nope. I’m good and you are light as a feather, princess.”
He grabs the key and slams through the door and then sprints up the stairs. Before I can catch my breath, I’m falling to the bed, my hair flying into my face so that I can’t see him.
“Oof!” I push my hair out of my eyes just in time to see him yanking at his shirt after toeing his boots off. Clothing flies off around us and then he’s standing there naked and my jaw drops. Miles of tanned, toned, muscular skin gleams like copper in the harsh bedroom light. He’s got a tattoo of a moon and stars on his right pectoral and my eyes widen. I reach up a hand and touch his chest. He takes a deep breath and shivers when my fingers touch him.
“Don’t stop,” he whispers.
“I won’t. I’m just stunned. I mean…you’re the most perfect man I’ve ever seen. Your body fat must be almost zero.”
I laugh at her and then crawl up her body. “Trust me. I’m just a normal man who really wants a woman.” My eyes drift down and it feels like I’ve swallowed my tongue. He’s rock solid and ready. His cock is even perfect. Thick and veiny and smooth as velvet. The mushroom head of his cock is dripping wet and he groans when I reach out to touch him.
“Damn, baby girl. Warn a guy before you do something like that. I almost had a heart attack. It feels too damn good.”
Another smile tilts her lips, this one full of her own feminine power. “I like that you want me that much, Max.”
“I want you way more than that.” I pull her to the edge of the bed and stand up, pulling her up. “Strip,” I order, watching her cheeks flush pink and her eyes dance.
But she obeys me. She reaches to a little clasp at the waist and begins to peel the wraparound dress open. My breath catches. It’s like Christmas morning, watching her reveal her curves.
Then she drops the fabric to the bed and I realize she’s not wearing a bra under the dress. Just a red lace thong that barely covers the lushness of her hips. I groan and turn her around, my eyes caressing the round globes of her cheeks. I reach down and slap her right cheek playfully, enchanted by the bounce and the pink imprint of my palm on her pale skin.
She gasps and her head whips around, but she doesn’t tell me to stop. Instead she pushes her ass back into my hand, silently begging for more.
“Oh, baby girl. You really are the most perfect thing I’ve ever seen.”
I push her back to the bed and she falls, her thighs attempting to close.
I shake my head and push my body between her long legs. “You don’t get to hide from me. I want to see every last bit of you. You can start by opening those pretty legs and showing me that pussy.”
Her eyes darken and the pupils dilate until only a sliver of midnight blue is left. She shivers but her legs open and I get my first look at her little kitty.
Barely covered by fire-engine red lace that’s soaked with arousal. My mouth waters and I lean in to run my tongue along the seam of her thong, smelling her arousal and feeling it wrap around me like a damn drug.
Rich and sweet and so damn perfect. My mouth drifts down and my fingers push the lace aside. She’s bare and dripping with her honey, glistening like a diamond under spotlights. I can’t resist and my mouth suctions onto her weeping lower lips, drinking in the sweet nectar that’s coating her thighs and pussy lips.
She arches her back and groans, her hands dropping to my head and wrapping tight in my hair, jerking at the strands. The sting feels so good, little sparks of electricity firing up in my scalp, tingling like I’ve been electrocuted.
“Max,”she growls. It’s primal, sexy and wild. That voice is nothing like anything I’ve ever heard before.
My tongue darts inside her weeping hole and licks up every last drop of her sweetness. Her hips try to bounce up into my face but I push her down, keeping her right where I want her as I eat her out, devouring her essence like a man who hasn’t had a drink for a month.
