“Come down here,” he orders, biting my thigh before I even have a chance to fully recover, and I open my eyes just in time to watch him lean back, unzip his pants, and slide a condom down his length. “I want that pussy, April.”
I lick my lips and slide off the bed onto his lap, and he holds out his thick, long cock while leaning back on his heels. As he moves the head up and down between my slit, I wrap my fingers around his shoulders, then watch as he lifts his hips and slides into me inch by slow inch. “Maxim.” My head falls back on my shoulders. I’ve never had better than him, bigger than him, stronger than him.
“Give me all of it.” He wraps his hand around my back, urging me farther down his length, this position opening me up and leaving me at his mercy. Without a choice, I take all of him, my breath hitching when he bumps my cervix, only to lean back on his heels, then push forward and do it again. “Give me your mouth.”
Righting my head, I dig my nails into his skin, and I place my mouth against his. The first swipe of his tongue against my lips is sweet, then his teeth nip my bottom lip, and I lose it. I kiss him back, pulling his bottom, then top lip into my mouth, both of us panting. He fucks me hard, using me in the best possible way.
“I’m so close,” I breathe against his mouth, his body and mine shaking as we work toward completion, then he hooks one of my legs under his arm, spreading me open even farther, sending him impossibly deeper. His tongue delves back between my lips, and I cling to him as I climb closer and closer toward an orgasm that I know is going to completely wreck me. Then again, every single orgasm he’s given me has felt life-altering.
“Fuck.” He pulls my hips down as he thrusts up, the pain and pleasure almost too much to handle, especially when my core begins to pulse around his length, and he groans like he’s in heaven and hell.
I erupt in a plethora of emotions and sensations, moaning his name, my fingers and toes tingling, my legs shaking, and my pussy throbbing. His hips jerk, then he slows his movements, lets my leg fall back to the ground, and wraps his arms around me, pulling me down until there is no space between us. He holds me close as he pulses inside of me.
My head falls to his shoulder as our chests rise and fall between us, our hearts pounding so hard you’d think they were trying to reach each other. Exhausted, I wrap my arms around his shoulders as his forehead rests in the crook of my neck. His breath causes goose bumps to spread across my damp skin and a chill to slide down my spine.
“When I think my legs can move, I’ll find a way to get us off the floor,” he says, sounding relaxed, and I laugh, turning my head his way. He leans back to look at me, and the soft look in his eyes makes my heart flutter and anxiousness fill the pit of my stomach. I shouldn’t be in so deep with him, especially when I don’t know him or really anything about him. “Don’t, not when I’m inside you.” He lifts his hand and smooths my hair back away from my face.
“Don’t what?” I smile to hide how freaked out it makes me that he can read me. Then I carefully get my shaky legs under me and stand up, holding out my hand.
He looks at it for a long moment, then sighs and gets up without my help. I don’t wrap my arms around my middle like I want; I don’t want to admit I feel vulnerable. Instead, I head to the bathroom like nothing is amiss and walk right into the shower, since the water has been on. Leaning my head back, I let the warm water soak my hair, then a moment later, he gets in with me.
Without a word said between us, we both wash up, then get out and dry off. Dressed in a sleep tank and a pair of panties, I turn out the lights, then crawl into bed with him. As soon as I’m under the covers, I hold my breath and wait for him to wrap his arms around me and hold me like he’s done since the night we saw each other for the first time since I was sixteen, only it doesn’t happen.
Something ugly curls up in the pit of my stomach—disappointment in myself, maybe? I don’t know how long I lie there awake, but I see light coming in around the edges of my blackout curtains long before I fall asleep.