So I whispered, “Okay,” and laid back.
He leaned into me, one hand in the bed, one hand wrapped around his shaft. Then he slid the tip though the wetness between my legs, all the while his eyes roamed my face and down my body.
“Come closer,” I urged.
“In a second.”
He kept sliding his cock against me, rolling it over my sweet spot and all around, making me tremble and shift with impatience, my hands going anywhere on his body I could reach.
“Come inside,” I begged, bending my knees and putting my feet in the bed to get closer to him while capturing his hips and giving them a tug.
“In a second, baby.”
“Now, Max.”
“I like that,” he gritted, his head was bent, watching what he was doing then it lifted and his gaze locked on mine. “Beautiful.”
He was right, so very right. I still wanted him inside.
The tip of his shaft rolled over my ultra-sensitized sweet spot again, the feel of it shot straight through me, it felt great but it wasn’t near enough and I lost patience.
“Max!”
I watched as he grinned slow and slid inside slower. My neck arched back.
Max’s body covered mine and his hips moved in a slow, sweet rhythm while he wrapped my good leg around his back and I wrapped my bad leg around his thigh.
His mouth came to mine but he didn’t kiss me, instead he murmured, “So sweet, Nina, Christ, you feel so fuckin’ sweet.”
One of my hands trailed his back, my fingernails grazing as the fingers of my other hand slid into his hair.
“I need you to go faster, darling,” I whispered against his mouth but he shook his head and pulled out, stilling with only the tip inside. “Max,” I breathed, wanting him back.
“You like my cock,” he stated somewhat arrogantly and after he did his teeth nipped my lower lip which felt wicked and sexy so I decided to forgive him for being arrogant.
“Yes,” I replied, “I like all of you but right now that’s my favorite part and I want it back.”
I was concentrating on what was happening between my legs so I missed Max’s body going tense.
Then he asked, “You like all of me?”
I was in such a state, I didn’t think before I replied, “Yes.”
He slid inside, my eyes slowly closed then he slid back out so I only felt the tip and my eyes slowly opened.
“Max.”
“What do you like best?”
My attention was elsewhere so I had to ask, “What?”
“What do you like best? About me.”
“Max.”
“You want it, Nina, you gotta –”
“You know how I take my coffee,” I said swiftly and when his body didn’t move, indeed, when he stared at me like I’d grown a second head, I desperately went on. “And you bought me buffalo burgers, you call me ‘honey’, you kiss my forehead, you took me to your bluff and the ring is beautiful and thoughtful and may be the best gift anyone’s ever given me, now, please –”
He didn’t let me finish, he drove inside and he kept doing it, not a slow, sweet rhythm this time, but fast, hard, rough with his mouth locked to mine and our tongues clashing.
My legs tightened and my fingernails stopped grazing and started digging as it built back up and then, without warning, overwhelmed me.
“You’re there, baby,” he muttered against my mouth and he was right, I was there, my lips parted in a silent moan and I heard him go on. “Christ, Nina, your * feels so fuckin’ beautiful when you come.”
“Max,” I whispered as the climax he gave me continued to engulf me.
“Right here, honey.” He kept driving deep, hard and fast but his breath was ragged.
My arms and legs locked around him because he was right there, as close as he could get and I wanted him there forever.
I came down, holding him close, kissing him deep as he kept thrusting until he planted himself to the root, stayed there and growled in my mouth.
Yes, I wanted this forever.
I kept Max locked in my limbs as he started drifting in and out of me, he kissed my mouth, my jaw, my neck then rolled to his back, taking me with him and keeping us connected.
His hands glided along the skin of my back, over my bottom, aimless and soothing and I lay on top of him, my face pressed into his neck. I gave him all my weight not because my recent decision weighed on me. No, that made me feel weirdly free. I gave it to him because I couldn’t hold it and I knew he was strong enough to take it.
I liked that about him too.
“Duchess?” he called.
“Mm…” I answered and his fingers tensed into my skin then they started gliding again.
“When you were sick, saw birth control pills in your bag.”
“Yes?”
“You on the pill?”
“Yes.”
His hands stopped gliding and his arms wrapped around me. “Next time, baby, don’t want anything between us. Yeah?”
I had missed two pills while I was sick so I doubled up for two days after. I had no idea if this strategy would work and I didn’t care. Max didn’t want anything between us, I didn’t either.
“Yes.”