“I’ve never seen this film before.” I motion to a poster, leaning in to read the credits in tiny print below the romantic image.
“That’s a female director who made a name for herself a few years back. Not in big circles, but her movie hit the charts in the online distribution sites. Amazon Prime had an exclusive deal with her at first and when that ended she went wide and got a lot of eyeballs on this. It was good—I enjoyed it.” He bites my bottom lip, massages my ass some more.
“This is for inspiration, isn’t it?”
“They all are.”
“But this one is what you want to do.”
Max nods and pulls me closer. His masculine scent intoxicates me, inspires my eyelids to go heavy with desire as he leans in and murmurs, “You’re who I want to do.”
My lips part and he seizes the moment, making a meal of me until I’m moaning. His hard length is pressed into my hip as we kiss. But those fingers! They’re sliding down my body with all kinds of promises of what they want to do to me.
“Gorgeous,” he rasps, eyes dropping to my breasts as skilled hands slip underneath my t-shirt. “Give me these. Give me everything.”
Pushing him off I walk away from him. “Wait, just wait.” Over my shoulder I hold his hungry look. “Just give me a minute.”
“You don’t really want that.”
Biting my lip I shake my head.
“You want me to fuck you.”
“No. Yes. But just this once.”
“Deal.” He rushes me, sweeps me up in an intense embrace, claiming my mouth as his hand dives under the elastic of these comfy cotton pants. Groaning, “You left the panties at home?” he slides urgent fingers into my tingling folds, stroking me and closing his eyes.
“Who wears underwear at home?”
“Not me.” He guides me to his length and my gaze drops to admire it, the elastic pulled away from six pack abs. Max groans as I reach in and stroke him, give him a few hard tugs as I nibble his chin. My eyelashes get heavy as we touch each other, turning up the heat with each passing second.
I whisper, “I need you inside me,” biting his lip.
Those green eyes darken and he brands me with a kiss so rough and hot that it knocks my knees out from under me. Max catches and carries me across the loft, his mouth on mine as we tongue each other.
“Say it again.”
“I need to fuck you.”
“Beg me.”
“No.”
He grins and lays me on the bed. “Beg me. Tell me what you want.”
“It’s not what I want. I don’t want this. I need it.” Pulling his soft cotton sweats down I gaze at his shaft, the thick vein, the dark curly hairs. I take him into my mouth to hear him moan. I love sliding my tongue up and down, tickling under his tip, forcing him to sway into me while I suck and lick him into a frenzy.
“Fuck yes,” he growls and fists my hair. I moan around him, suck harder, pump my hand around his base. I like having this power over him. Making him bend to me, think of only me for this moment. That’s all I want. Just this and to forget it ever happened when I leave.
Can’t let things get messy.
I never do.
Grunting his objection to things going too far, he breaks free, rips my clothes off, tearing my t-shirt in haste. His teeth lodge into my thigh as I spread my legs for him. He licks me now, stroking me with his hot tongue, teasing the pulses out. “More!” I whimper, clutching his hair. “I want your cock!”
Max’s eyes meet mine from where he is buried in my pussy. I crook a finger and he smiles, rising, pulling his t-shirt over his head and making my mouth drop open at his body. It’s perfect, and he’s not even a stripper.
And lucky me is about to feel the strength of all of that.
His skin on mine.
He’s so hard he doesn’t need his hand to penetrate my pussy. Latching onto my thighs he watches as inch by inch his gorgeous cock fills me.
“God, baby, you’re so wet.”
“I’m aching for you, Max, that’s why.”
“It’s mutual,” he groans, shutting his eyes for a second as he grits his teeth with pleasure, diving slowly in and out of me. In a split second he drops his sinewy body onto me. He takes my hands, laces our fingers, pulls them over my head, locking eyes as we begin to fuck. I pretend like I want to buck him off of me and that only makes him fight back. Claiming my mouth he slips his tongue in and then breaks free to smirk, “Trying to get rid of me?”
“Uh uh, fuck me, Max! Fuck me, please. Keep doing that with your hips.”
“Like this?”
“Yes!”
Grinding, they urge me to let go. Heat pools in my tummy, waving down in heavy bursts. The tingles are divine, building with each stroke his huge cock serves me.
“Just like that,” I whimper as the orgasm hovers deeply in my core, on the edge. “I’m so close, Max. Tease me.”
He chuckles, rises up, so handsome as he plants my ankles on his shoulders and fucks me with the sexy winces. I’ve gotta run my nails down his V it’s so beautiful.
“I’m close,” I moan, arching my back. “So close!”
“Give it to me. Give me that sweet pulse.”
“Your cock is amazing.” My breath hitches as my pussy tightens, burns with an ache I can’t get enough of. Max senses I’m about to slide past the edge and he steadies his strokes, making them long, getting faster and faster as I cry out, clawing
