Page 127 of Are You Going to Love Me

Maximus chuckled. “And I ain’t?”

“Mm mm, that was done before you got me,” Eden hummed as she leaned down to kiss him. “I’d be happy to add to it, though. And to apologize for being an asshole.”

“You wasn’t being an asshole. You’re a woman concerned about her man, but your man got it,” Maximus reiterated, hooking her chin.

“Does that mean I can’t apologize?” Eden’s ask was accompanied by her hands reaching between them, finding his erection.

Maximus palmed her ass. “Do your thing so I can fix that attitude for the rest of the weekend.”

His eyes, heavy with the effects of the blunt, trailed Eden as she moved between his open legs. Kneeling on the pillow, Eden freed him and hummed. He gathered her hair in a ponytail andwatched her mouth perform magic on his dick. Up and down, in and out, softly moaning and slurping.

Maximus re-sparked his blunt and grumbled, “Eyes up, E.”

Eyes open and peering at him. “There she goes. Don’t take your eyes off me.”

His pleasure mixed with her lubricant oozed out of the corners of her mouth and slid down her chin.

“Pretty ass. You gon’ have a mouth full.”

Eden moaned, her dimples piercing with a smile in response to his praise. It was like a challenge. Eden wanted a mouthful of him. Simply loving the way he tasted and smelled on her skin, on the sheets, intensified their connection. Her hands moved from the base of his dick to her center, fingers slipping through her wetness. Maximus could smell her arousal, and it only made his nut spray down her throat with a low growl. He yanked her back onto his lap, and Eden pushed her fingers in his mouth.

Maximus sucked her fingers clean. “Get up and get in the room.”

“I can’t have you right here?”

“Nah, Brody got guests in the pool, and I do not want to beat the sight out that nigga’s eyes for getting a peek.”

“I don’t know why the thought of you beating someone up turns me on so bad,” Eden muttered, pulling herself off his lap and trekking inside.

“You like that ya nigga gon’ rearrange a nigga’s life behind you,” Maximus grumbled, pulling himself together and roaming inside behind her. Securing the door behind him, he removed his clothes and tossed them somewhere.

Eden was already naked at the edge of the bed. “I love it, actually.”

“Oh yeah? What else?”

“Ohh, look who is fishing for compliments.”

Maximus smirked.

“The way I love you, I can’t describe. It's like something new I’ve been wanting, and finally it’s mine. So much so that I want to covet it. But I can’t because it’s so much bigger and I can’t hold it close. I just have to love it, treat it really good, and let it roam freely.”

Maximus laughed. “You just described a dog, E.”

Eden’s brow rose, and she nipped her lip. “Mmhhmm. My dog. Big Dawg and I need to pet it. Let me pet that dawg.”

He stroked himself, closing the space between them. “Open up.”

She did, yearning for his closeness again. Maximus’ smoke-tinted lips found her flesh. Eden backed up into the middle of the bed, grabbing his chains and pulling him down. Moans and lip nips as he pushed his way inside of her heat.

“That’s what I needed,” he shuddered, connecting with her again. “Fuck. This pussy regulate a nigga’s mood.”

“That’s what it’s there for.” The words flowed out like a sultry singer moaning over a soft beat. It sent chills down his spine. “Your dick makes me fuckin’ crazy.”

Lost in the feel of her, Maximus licked and kissed her neck, slowed his stroke, pushing her legs toward the headboard. Eden pushed her foot against the headboard, pushing her center up against him, grinding around his stroke.

“Got damn, Honey Baby. You so fuckin’ wet,” he groaned.

She tangled her fingers in his chains. The initial one she bought him, and two he’d added to his neck in the past weeks. “That’s all for you, Max Baby. All for you.”

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