tightened around his prick as he withdrew and lunged back inside her.
“I want it, Max. I know I can do it.” Ella leaned back against him, savoring his warmth, his power, the feel of his skin, and the way his masculine chest hair rasped against her back. Arching against him, she lifted a hand and braced it around the back of his neck. With her other hand she gently caressed his face, brushing her fingertips across his parted lips. He responded, sucking her fingers into his mouth. The sensation felt exquisite.
“You belong to me now,” Max growled in her ear.
“Yes.”
“Say it. I want to hear you say it.”
“I belong to you now, Max.”
His tongue snaked out, tasting her lobe. His hand drifted down to her p*ssy
, and she cried out as he pleasured the sensitive nub again. A wanton feeling clamped around her stomach, twisting and constricting until she felt she would squeeze the life from his prick. “Come for me, Ella.” His deep, masculine voice reverberated in her ear. Those four simple words, spoken so seductively, sent her over the edge. Her whole body went rigid as Max filled her again and again. Her breasts thrust forward, and a huge arch developed in her back. She clasped both hands more tightly around his neck, pulling his head forward so she felt the stubble on his jaw rasp against her cheek.
She screamed out, “Max, oh, Max,” as a series of intense spasms exploded through her body. His cock felt huge as he lunged inside her several more times. She heard him groan his own release as he came loudly behind her, filling her with his potent seed. His breathing was heavy, his breath warm and sexy against her neck.
“Christ, Ella, you’re one hell of a woman.” He took a breath in between each word, until his breathing returned to normal. “There’s no going back on what you’ve said.”
“No, I’ve no intention of changing my mind. That was mind-blowing sex in the extreme. Thank you.”
For the next thirty minutes they lay together, tenderly stroking each other’s naked flesh as they came back to earth. No words were necessary. Their sweat-soaked bodies now joined as one.
* * * *
When Ella abruptly awoke, panic began to fill her lungs, until she realized Max lay next to her, fast asleep. The sound of his heavy breathing was of great comfort, and she relaxed her stiffened shoulders. She glanced at her watch. It was just past two thirty in the morning.
She stared at the man she’d known as a friend for more than a decade. Things had changed between them. Now he was her lover. She reached out to smooth a hand into his disheveled hair, but decided against it. Best not wake him after his sexual exertions. Instead, she took her time, enjoying looking at his naked body as he lay next to her, sleeping peacefully.
Max had a body to die for. He was well muscled, with strong forearms and biceps. Evidence of his long workouts formed in the ridges and planes of his washboard stomach. Dark, masculine hair covered his well-developed legs. A small tattoo decorated his right hip. She’d never seen it before. The letters M and D had been woven on top of one another in some sort of tribal design. In sleep, he had an angelic smile to his handsome face. Yet it was no angel who’d made love to her in this very bed just a few hours ago. Max had a wicked, sexy streak coursing through his veins. She figured he had some exciting plans for her in the near future. Although she felt scared, her whole body throbbed right down to her very core. More than anything, Ella wanted to know what made Max tick. It was obvious he was into domination, but what really made him passionate? She had no doubt she would enjoy finding out.
The tranquil and relaxing sounds of the fountains in the courtyard drifted through the partly opened glass doorway. She saw the pretty lights dotted around in the undergrowth, casting their magical glow over the inner garden. This really was a great place to relax. She actually felt free of the emotional burden that had plagued her for the last few weeks. Since Kirk had died, it had been a stressful time. If she could just sort out the house and sell it, she knew that everything would be okay. She hoped Max would ask her to move in with him. If he did, she’d go home and pack some more clothes and toiletries. If everything failed with Max, she still had a small amount of cash left. Then she could rent herself an apartment locally, and find a job.