Page 44 of Hate To Want You
My pants are down around my ankles, and I sense him crouch down. His hands trail down my legs, then he’s lifting my feet, one by one, to fully remove my pants. I expect him to stand up, but he doesn’t. He stays down on the ground. Instead, his hands lift up to my hips, sliding back onto my ass again as he slowly kneads the globes with his hands.
“Fucking. Perfect.”
“Max,” I moan, finally finding my voice after pushing through the initial haze of pure lust that has clouded me ever since he first pushed me against the door. “I need…”
“I know what you need.”
His teeth,bitingmy ass, make me gasp. Then he’s spinning me around, lifting one of my legs over his shoulders and bringing his nose to the gusset of my panties.
“You’re soaked. Jesus, Heidi,” he groans, nuzzling my sex.
“Max. Please.” I can’t keep the whine from my voice. I’m so full of pent-up need, I feel like I’ll explode soon.
His finger tugs my panties to the side and then finally.Finally.
The first swipe of his tongue is quick. The second is slower. The third he takes his time, his tongue finding every crevice of my pussy, licking and swirling around, whipping my already high arousal into overdrive. He growls, and the sound reverberates across my sensitized skin.
“Oh God,” I pant, my hands tugging on his hair, pushing his face into me. I should maybe be ashamed by my actions, but somehow, I know. This is what he wants. What we both want.
“Lick.” Max lifts two fingers up to my mouth and I eagerly suck them in, swirling my tongue around. “Fucking hell, Heidi. Your mouth needs to get on my cock.” I nod, releasing his fingers with a pop.
“Yes, please.”
“Later. I’m not done with you yet.” He slides those two fingers between the folds of my pussy, not quite entering me, just teasing with shallow dips. “You’re going to come on my face and my fingers first.”
He plunges his fingers in at the same time as he sucks my clit into his mouth, and I keen out his name. My head is thrashing back and forth, the hard wood of the door providing the only grounding I have right now.
I’m certain that anyone walking down his hall will hear us and know exactly what’s going on. And I don’t care. Because this man, with his magical tongue and magical fingers, is bringing on an orgasm that already feels more intense than anything I’ve ever experienced.
“Max. Max. Oh God, Max. Fuck, yes, oh my God. Max,Max!” I become a babbling, boneless mess when I finally break apart. Forget fireworks, I’m blinded from lightning strikes of pleasure as my release pulses through me. If he wasn’t holding me up, I’d sink to the floor.
Before I’ve even managed to come down from the high, Max is standing up and sweeping me into his arms, carrying me through his apartment. By the time he lays me down on his bed, my brain is finally feeling functional again. I lift onto my elbows to watch him peel off his clothes.
“That was the sexiest thing I have ever experienced. I knew you’d be amazing. But the way your body responded to me? Shit, Heidi, you almost made me come in my fucking pants like a teenager, instead of having the control of a forty-year-old man.” His intense stare is locked on me. I can’t look away, it’s like I’m caught in a tractor beam. Until he pulls down his black boxer briefs, and his cock springs free.
Good glory God. I had a tantalizing peek at him when he was in the water at the hot springs. But based on that, my imagination didnotdo him justice. Long, thick, and rock hard, my mouth waters. I want that very impressive cock in my mouth. I lick my lips and reach for him, but he steps back.
“Trust me. I want that too, gorgeous, but I don’t have a hope in hell of lasting more than a minute if you put that pretty mouth on me. And I need to fuck that sweet pussy.”
He strides around to the side of the bed, opens a drawer, and pulls out a strip of condoms and some lube. I arch my brow at him. “Pretty sure you made me plenty wet.”
His lips quirk into a cocky grin. “Yeah. I did, didn’t I.”
He unwraps the condom and rolls it on, and I’ve never found that to be sexy until now. But watching him squeeze and tug his length sends a fresh wave of moisture to my sex. And he knows it, the filthy man, because instead of climbing onto the bed and making good on that promise to fuck me, Max just stands there, smirking as he plays with himself.
“I thought you wanted to be inside of me when you came?” I say pertly, lifting my knees up and letting them splay open. I drag one hand down my torso, circling around one of my nipples before dipping between my legs. My back naturally arches when I flick across my clit. But my actions have the desired effect. Because Max lunges across the bed, covering my body with his own. He grabs my hand and pins it over my head with the other.
“Hands off,” he growls. With his free hand, he shifts me underneath him so that he’s perfectly lined up. His head dips down to meet my lips for a hungry kiss. “Your orgasms are mine.”
“Yes,” I gasp.
In one movement he plunges his dick into my aching core with enough force to send me sliding up the bed. He grabs my hip, digging in hard enough, I suspect I’ll have marks left by his fingers. The thought of him claiming me like that sends a fresh wave of heat pulsing through me, making my pussy clench around him.
“Christ, Heidi,” he groans, dropping his forehead to meet mine. “You feel like heaven.”
“Don’t stop.”
“Fuck. You gorgeous girl.” Suddenly, Max pulls out and flips me over, manhandling me in a way I never expected to enjoy as much as I do. He lifts my hips before swatting my ass lightly. “Goddamn, this ass.” He sounds almost reverent, and I know that’s his lust talking, but God, it feels good. His slick cock slides between my legs, nudging against my clit with every thrust. “You make me lose control like nothing else. I don’t know who I am around you except for the man who wants to possess every inch of your body.”
