Page 28 of Obsessed Fox

“Cat got your tongue?” I teased while brutally thrusting in and out of her. I was showing no restraint, and based on the moans and screams she was giving me, she was fully on board.

“Oh God, yes!” She finally managed a few words after several minutes of nothing but noises.

I thrived on the sounds she was making. It made my chest puff up more and my cock so hard that I was sure this was going to be the hardest orgasm I’d ever had. I loved a woman who wasn’t afraid to express her pleasure.

“Give me another one. I want you to soak my sheets.”

It was like the magic words to make her come so hard she indeed made my sheets wet.

I came several seconds after her so hard that I didn’t have the energy to roll off her before collapsing.

When I finally caught my breath, I whispered in her ear, “I’ll move just as soon as my heart stops racing and I recover some of my energy.”

Maisie chuckled in my ear and traced her short nails up my spine. “Stay as long as you like. You feel like my personal weighted blanket.”

I was sure I was a lot heavier than any weighted blanket you could buy in a store but I was in no hurry to move. If she wanted me there, then that’s where I was staying.

We lay in comfortable silence for what felt like a long time before Maisie spoke up again. “I need to clean up. I’m lying in a wet spot.”

I wanted to pound my chest with pride. That wet spot represented the intense orgasm I gave her. With muchreluctance, I rolled off her and watched her walk toward the bathroom. I looked down at the spot she was talking about and realized it was bigger than I thought. It would probably be uncomfortable to sleep in that area tonight.

Figuring it was the gentlemanly thing to do, I stripped the fitted sheet off and replaced it with a new one just as Maisie stepped out of the bathroom.

“Did you change the sheet?”

“Yeah.” I shrugged. “I figured it would be uncomfortable to sleep on.”

“Just when I think you can’t get any better, you go and do something like that.”

I could practically see how uncomfortable she was with that thought, so I let her off the hook. “Don’t get used to it, and get your ass in bed.”

“That’s the Hendrix I know.”

I wanted her to add andthe one I lovebut she didn’t.

Without waiting for me to ask again, she walked over and climbed into the bed. She moved straight over to me and set her head next to mine.

“This is nice.”

“What’s nice?”

“Just being here in the moment.”

I couldn’t ask what she meant by that because I was already desperately wanting words I knew she wasn’t ready to give me. Thankfully she continued to talk.

Maisie snuggled into my side and asked, “Why the military?”

I thought about it for a few moments. People used to ask me that question all the time but no one had in a while.

“Because it seemed like the best way to keep myself out of trouble. I didn’t have the best life growing up and I found myself falling with the wrong crowd. A teacher of mine suggested the Marines to straighten myself out and I agreed to meet with therecruiter but made no promises. I was so sure I wouldn’t join, but by the time that recruiter left, I saw something different for my future. That teacher and recruiter saved my life. There was no telling where I would’ve ended up if not for the Marines.”

Jail, you idiot, or dead. That’s where you would’ve ended up.

“What future did you see?” Maisie’s words pulled me out of my thoughts.

She buried her head deeper into my chest. It was as close to heaven as a man could get. She would likely pull away again come the morning, but tonight I would take what she was willing to give.

“A family. Something I didn’t have growing up and was desperate for.”

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