Page 69 of Secrets

Refusing to let up, he enjoys her frantic strokes along his length with her hand while her thighs tense on either side of his head. Her hand clasps hard and tugs even harder when her entire body shakes.

"Oh, God!" she cries out, her hips bucking against his face until she comes down. "I love your tongue ring."

"Don't think for a second the feeling isn't mutual."

Gasping, her hand releases him. "Max, God, I'm so sorry. Did I hurt you?"

His hands grab her by the hips and lift her, spinning her in the air and setting her down to straddle him. "Baby, most of my skin has been kissed by needles. A little rough tugging while you fall apart won't cause me unbearable pain."

"Is this what you want now?" she asks as she guides him to her entrance.

"I need to see you," he admits. "I want to watch you ride me."

Lowering her hips onto him, she gasps as he enters her fully. "These piercings are amazing."

"They make it good for me, but they make it great for my partner," he says, his hips lifting as she comes down on him while she rides his length. "Ride me, baby. Come for me. I want to see you fall apart."

"Oh, fuck, I love this one," she moans as she moves away from sliding along his length to grinding against his pubic piercing. "You feel so good. Fuck."

"Come, baby. I can feel you tightening around me. Your pussy muscles are tight."

She shakes as her body clamps around him, and it's almost his undoing. He holds out, and he loves knowing how much pleasure he brings her as her fingernails claw at his pecks while her head tilts back. "Max!"

Collapsing on him, he kisses her neck. "So. Fucking. Sexy."

"You're the only person I've ever believed means that."

She kisses his chest, her body moving on his cock again, and he pulls her head up to look into his eyes. "You believe me?"

"Yes, I do."

"Not that I don't want you to, but what makes me different?"

"I trust you," she whispers. "I trust you with everything inside of me."

Grabbing her hips, he stills her and flips them over to rest on top of her, his arms on either side of her face. "I've never heard anything more beautiful, Daphne."

His lips touch hers, their tongue rings dueling, and he thrusts long and slow until he feels her tighten around him again. He lets himself go with her, both of them finding their release together as they moan into the other.

Sliding out, Max moves to lie next to her, and she gets up to use the bathroom. "Sorry, I forgot to-"

"Don't you ever apologize for making love to me," she says, interrupting him. "Because that's exactly what that last one was."

"All of it was."

Hurrying back to the bed, she crawls into his arms and snuggles against his side. "Be careful, Maxwell Parks. I might just fall head over heels in love with you."

Like I love you."I can think of worse things."

"When the shop closes, we can get something to eat, and I'll work on your tattoo. Unless you have somewhere to go?"

"I have nowhere to go. I'm yours until you kick my ass out."

"Well, I guess you're stuck here because I don't think I could ever kick you out. It's a very nice ass, don't get me wrong, but I'd like to keep it here with me."

His eyebrow raises. "Nice ass, huh?"

"Ten out of ten."

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