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She didn’t have to wait. He guided his cock into her slick channel. Her inner muscles clasped him tight as he pushed further, groaning the whole way.

“Oh God, baby, you’re so tight and wet for me.” He lifted her legs over his shoulders, tightening her hold on his cock. He slowly pulled out, then slid back into the hilt. Finally, every inch of him was inside of her. But it wasn’t enough. She wanted to be fucked hard and fast. But Max had put her in a position where he retained control, where he picked the rhythm. Frustration boiled even as he pulled almost all the way out and then thrust back into her.

She wiggled as much as she could against him. “Harder.”

He chuckled and pulled out again. This time his thrust back in was rougher but still controlled. As she watched him, his lips curled in pure masculine satisfaction and dominance.

“I’m going to fuck you like you need to be fucked. No quick screw. I want to push you. I want to make sure you can’t control yourself. I want you screaming my name when you come.” As he spoke, he continued his same lazy rhythm.

Irritation had her lifting herself to her elbows, but Max pushed her down. His hands stayed on her shoulders, pressing her into the couch.

“You asked to be fucked, and you’re getting exactly that. You are going to take my dick the way I want you to.” His demanding tone should have scared her or at least angered her. But another wave of juice filled her pussy, wetting his dick further. Never in her life had she been this turned on.

“Touch your breasts.” Without a thought, she reacted to the command immediately. Anna circled her nipples with her fingers. “Now, pinch them.” She did. “You like that, don’t you?”

Anna nodded as she pinched them again, sending another rush of electricity through her. His measured thrusts were increasing in speed. With each move into her, he pushed her just a little closer to the pinnacle.

“I want to see you come. I want to feel your pussy clenching my dick as you scream my name.” His harsh words sent her rushing over the edge into a free fall. “That’s it, baby. Yeah, that’s it.”

“Max!” He thrust harder and faster. The coil drew tighter, then burst into a thousand pieces as her orgasm ripped through her.

“Ahh, Anna.” He thrust hard, once more. He exploded as he shouted her name again. She looked up at him at that moment, his eyes closed, a look of sheer pleasure sweeping over his face. He shuddered twice then opened his eyes. The warmth in his gaze was what she expected. But around the edges of it, past the sexual satisfaction, there was something more.

Emotions she hadn’t felt, hadn’t allowed herself to feel for years, filled her. Tears gathered in her eyes as Anna closed them. The emptiness she’d denied dissolved and was replaced by something deeper, scarier. Panic rose and she pushed the feelings to the back of her heart, her soul. Thinking in terms of love and commitment when her body was still warm from Max was impossible. Because it would ruin the mood, and there wasn’t a damn thing she could do to change it.

Max gently released her legs from his shoulders, but Anna wouldn’t, couldn’t, open her eyes. She didn’t want him to know he had brought her to tears. And, truth be known, Anna didn’t want to see the regret he would start to feel any moment now. Max settled on top of her. His dick, still pulsing from his release, rested inside of her.

His hands burrowed beneath her ass, a hand cupping each cheek. He sighed, the sound filled with so much sated satisfaction that her heart turned over.

Anna wrapped her arms around him, knowing deep in her soul they may have really screwed up their friendship. There was no way back from this, no way to be just friends. They’d gone over the edge and turning around and pretending it didn’t happen would be impossible. The regret she expected was there, as was the sadness knowing that one day, he’d realize they wouldn’t work. Max would never want forever with a woman like her. She knew she was in for a world of hurt.

But in her heart, Anna knew she’d do it again, given the chance.

four

Every musclein Max’s body relaxed, his cock still inside of Anna, as he shifted to the side to give her some relief from his weight. Warmth filled his chest as she followed him and snuggled closer. Anna had never had a problem with showing affection toward him, but he hadn’t been quite sure how she’d react after their lovemaking. With all of her boys, she seemed to keep them at a distance. There was sex, always, he thought with a frown, but there never seemed to be any sort of genuine fondness, at least on her part. He knew it was her way of keeping it on a certain level, all about sex. Well, he wasn’t going to let her do that. He’d make sure she knew it was more than that.

Max drew a deep breath. The musky scent of sex hung in the air. He waited for regret to fill him, but the only thing coursing through his veins was bone-deep satisfaction.

Max pulled Anna even closer, one hand still resting on her rounded ass. Using his other hand, he pushed back some of her hair, his fingers threading through her wild curls. Even though she kept her eyes closed, a smile curved her lips.

In satisfaction?

He was sure of it. He kissed her temple. Hot and moist from their lovemaking, her skin smelled of passion and of Anna.

Max closed his eyes as the memories flashed in front of them. The taste of her skin, of her mouth, the way she moaned his name. Nothing had felt as good as sinking into Anna’s hot sex. When she had tightened around him…

His dick hardened. He pushed deeper into her. Anna hummed, arching her back. He slid back out and pushed in again, and both of them almost toppled onto the floor.

Anna laughed, and the sound of it skittered across his skin and sank into his heart. “I think we need to head into my bedroom.” Her husky voice skated along his senses.

“I agree.” Max nipped at her earlobe. “Although, I’ll never be able to sit on this couch again without thinking about sliding into you and hearing you moan my name.”

Anna shivered and his cock immediately responded. Reluctantly, Max moved away from her, but couldn’t resist kissing the tip of her upturned nose. Sitting up, he maneuvered over her. Drawing in a deep breath, he pulled off the condom and threw it in a nearby waste bucket. Max scooped up the rest of his condoms and turned back to face her again. Grabbing her hand, he yanked her to her feet and lifted her in his arms.

“Max!” Exasperation and embarrassment colored her voice.

“What?” He liked the way she felt as he carried her. She was warm and soft. Just like she felt when he slid into her.

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