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Of course, Anna did. She always rose to the occasion. She did anything guaranteed to raise a few eyebrows in their little town. It might be the twenty-first century, but Park City, Georgia, tended to be just a bit more conservative than the rest of the country. Anna’s independent streak had set her apart from most of the women in town.
Her attitude made her the complete opposite of the women he dated. They usually deferred to him for decisions on every level. From where to dine for the evening to where to vacation. Not one of them made decisions where he was involved.
He’d never realized until this moment how much that irritated him. Of course, none of them got under his skin like Anna. Knowing his self-control was being tested, he grabbed a condom and rolled it on before they went too far. He slid his fingers across her rounded ass cheeks. She wiggled.
“Hmmm, that feels good, Maxwell,” she purred.
His erection throbbed. He had to taste her, or he would go insane. “Really? Well, if you think that feels good…”
Max took hold of Anna by the hips and flipped her over. She landed with a bounce and a squeak. He covered her body with his and sighed as he reveled in all her soft curves against him. He pressed the head of his dick against her clit. Her warm juices poured over it.
Before she could do anything more than moan, Max kissed a path to her breasts. As he swirled his tongue around one nipple, he teased and pinched the other.
He moved from one turgid peak to the other. He raised his head. Her protest ended with a moan as he blew softly against her glistening nipple, then nipped at the tip, scraping his teeth over it.
Max continued his journey down her body, licking, kissing. Her skin was so soft, so fragrant that it intoxicated him. The tequila was barely a memory to the potency of her influence over him. When he reached her bellybutton, he stopped. There, glinting in the center, was a belly ring shaped like a zipper.
A surge of heat swept through him, and he shuddered. Max had always had a secret thing for belly rings. There was something so sensual, so wicked about them, it sent blood straight to his cock.
Anna moved restlessly against him and rose, settling back on her elbows. She opened her mouth to protest, but Max slid down between her legs and pressed a kiss at the soft skin of her inner thigh. She didn’t say anything, just watched him as he kissed his way to his final destination.
He closed his eyes and drew in a deep breath. Her musky scent filled his senses, and heat seared a path to his balls. God, there was something so sweet about her. Something that always crawled into his heart when he looked at her. Touching her, feeling her, making her come…it went beyond any feeling of joy Max had ever known.
He looked up and caught her gaze. Without breaking eye contact, Max leaned forward and licked her outer lips. Juice flowed from her sex. Sweet as honey and hot as sin, the flavor of her sent his heart beating out of control.
Next, he slipped his tongue inside, and the taste of her exploded in his mouth. Anna closed her eyes, moaning his name. He was certain he’d never get her taste or the sounds she made out of his mind.
Again and again, he thrust his tongue inside, licking, slurping her cream. Max moved up and took her swollen clit into his mouth as he slid two fingers into her slick channel.
Juice wet his fingers as her inner muscles clamped tight around them. He continued to tease her clit while he added another finger. Her moans grew louder, her muscles constricted around his fingers. Planting her feet on the bed, she pushed against his mouth. Max knew she was close, straining to reach the top. Humming, he sucked on her clit. Anna exploded, her convulsions shaking her body, and he lifted his head. Her hair was a mass of curls around her head, her mouth open in a silent moan. Max had never seen anything so beautiful in his life.
He moved up her body, licking each nipple on his way. Capturing her mouth in a searing kiss, he thrust his cock in her to the hilt with a fast, hard push. Her muscles still quivered with her orgasm, pulling him deeper, testing his control. Lifting his upper body, he rested his weight on his hands.
So completely lost in her, the taste of her still in his mouth, he plunged one, twice, and on the third thrust, Anna moaned out his name as he felt her sex clamp tight around his shaft. Max followed her into bliss after one more drive into her heated core. She shivered as her inner muscles convulsed around his dick.
He collapsed, his body drained of any strength. A moment later, he gathered enough to roll to his side and pull her against him.
Anna purred. There was no other way to describe the sound. And even though he was a man in his thirties and should be able to control himself, his dick twitched. She might just kill him.
“Well, you’re right about that, Max. I feel even better now.”
He chuckled and squeezed her closer. His eyelids grew heavy as he relaxed, and his thoughts drifted to the edge of consciousness.
But somewhere in the back of his mind, something nagged. Anna was a woman used to variety, keeping her relationships light. Max didn’t relish being another idiot she dumped. He’d known for years she kept herself at a distance with men to protect herself. He had to overcome whatever it was that made her run away from serious relationships.
Panic rose in his chest, almost clogging his throat. With sheer force of will, he batted it away. Why had it become so important to keep her in his life? Anna had always been there, a temptation just out of his reach. But now that he’d had her, Max knew deep down in his soul he could never give her up. Seeing her every day, knowing she was off-limits. Max had claimed her, and she was now his. Somehow, he’d convince her that they were meant to be together.
His thoughts drifted to possible ways to plead his case, all of them involving Anna naked. His lips curved as he drifted to sleep with that thought, knowing that in the morning, she would understand this was more than a one-month fling. If not, convincing her would definitely be worth his while.
* * *
Anna pulled her comforter closer and snuggled deeper in her bed. Normally, she was an early riser. She loved to hop out of bed and greet each day. Attacking her chores, at home and at work, wasn’t always her favorite thing to do. But she loved the fact that she was in charge of her life, professional and personal. She’d succeeded where many thought she would fail with her restaurant, and each day she took personal satisfaction that she’d proved all the naysayers wrong. Even if there was some gossip about Brad’s behavior, it would die soon. And no matter what happened yesterday, it was a brand-new start in the morning.
Even so, it was hard to get out of bed when her dreams were delightfully delicious. All of them revolved around Max, naked. It was as if she could feel his breath against her skin, know what it was like the moment he slipped inside of her and the way he looked when he came. She shifted her butt around, trying to ease the ache created by the fantasy, and came in contact with a wall of hard, muscled skin.
Anna froze. The memories of the previous night washed over her, tumbling in one on top of the other through her mind. A fire lit her blood. Tasting him, feeling him, having his mouth on hers, on her flesh, on her sex…
Holy shit.
