Page 88 of Are You Going to Love Me

Eden groaned, squirming under his touch, her body reacting to him just the way he liked. “How did you live without me?”

“I don’t fuckin’ know and I don’t want to know anymore,” he hummed, kissing her bud. “Open up for me, E.”

At his command, her thighs fell open for his viewing pleasure. “Gotdamn. Honey Baby.”

She nipped her lip, watching his head dip between her legs. The sensation from his tongue-lashing washed pleasure over her, making the coolness of the house vanish. There was nothing but heat and ecstasy blanketing her. Her hands gripped the sheets, eyes rolling back, and her hips whining over his face to give him what he wanted. A taste.

The issue with just a little taste was that she was going to want one of her own, and they would be warring against theclock. Maximus pushed his fingers inside of her, pushing her further and further to the edge, yielding him his honey. Her eruption oozed over his tongue, coated his lips, and facial hair.

“Max Baby,” Eden panted, feeling him kiss the inside of her thigh. “Pull it out.”

“I got to go, baby,” he grunted, checking the time.

“You’re not leaving without me having my own,” she directed, sitting up and dangling her legs off the edge of the bed. She could see the print against his sweats. “And you ain’t leaving like that either.”

Maximus happily licked his lips and smirked down at her. “Possessive?”

“You folded me up, this is what happens.”

He cupped her chin. “I’m with it.”

Eden freed him, laid flat on her stomach and smacked his dick against her tongue while looking into his eyes. Hands twisting, bobbing, and holding eye contact earned her his eruption. An eruption, she drank without missing a beat. Pulling back, she repositioned herself and smiled.

“Now you can go.”

“E, why you do that?” Maximus asked, wanting more.

She shrugged innocently. “You wanted a taste. I gave you a taste. I got a taste, now I’m going back to sleep.”

Eden attempted to crawl to her proclaimed side of the bed before he pulled her back and grunted. “Uh uh, bring that ass back here.”

Full of laughter, Eden crooned. “That’s not a taste.”

“I need a little more. You know I’m a little greedy.”

Pressing his head against the opening, Eden slurred. “A little is an understatement. Hurry up before you’re late.”

Maximus slowly pushed himself inside of her depths, considerate of how sensitive she was. “Fuck, I might need another flight.”

On a mission to get him off and onto his flight, Eden clamped her walls down around him and threw her ass back with precision. Slow and steady, she fucked him back until his seed was erratically spraying inside of her fertile garden. Flat on her stomach, panting, Eden moaned tiredly, “Is that going to last you?”

He kissed the center of her back. “If not, I'm bringing my ass home first thing smoking.”

“I’ve got to ration this out.”

“Nah, don’t do that, being inside of your skin is my favorite place to be,” he commented, roaming to the bathroom to get her a hot towel and to clean himself off. Returning to where he left her, he cleaned her up and kissed her lips.

“You don’t think that’s a problem? That you want to be in my skin all the time?”

“You think it’s a problem to keep letting me in?”

Eden tiredly looked up at him. “I think it’s a problem you’re making your crazy seem rational to me.”

Maximus bit a wide grin. “You see it. There’s a vision.”

“I see it. And I hear Keon outside honking the horn about to piss off your neighbors.” Eden lifted her body. “Kiss me. Have a safe trip.”

“You gon’ be here when I get back?”

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