Page 14 of Just My Luck

Her words were a soft plea; however, they fired off in my mind like a canon. Over. And over again.

“Elaina, are you–” I questioned, but nipped my bottom lip. “Fuck.”

She giggled softly before straddling my waist. Her body now pressed down against my rock solid cock that was anxiously waiting to be buried deep inside her.

“Oh, my,” she whispered, leaning down to my ear and moving her hips. “Is this for me?”

“Fuck, Elaina,” I gritted through clenched teeth, grabbing her ass. When my hands touched bare skin, I sucked in a sharp breath. I looked down to find her skirt up around her waist and her wearing a black thong.

“Fuck,” I moaned.

“Like what you see?” she asked vixen-like. There was an intense lustful look in her eyes. A look that stirred so many things inside me. She was driving me to the brink of madness with all of her sexiness. And, something told me that anything from this point forward was going to be mind-blowing.

CHAPTER NINE

ELAINA

The emotions flowing through my veins were pure primal instinct. There was nothing else to blame for my actions. Not the whiskey. Not the emotional baggage. Nothing but Maxwell. I had never wanted a man as much as I wanted him. He was like air to me and I feared if I didn’t take the chance, he might slip away.

“Maxwell?” I asked softly.

“Yes, Beautiful?” he replied, looking up at me.

“Take me.”

“Fuck,” he groaned, closing his eyes briefly and thrusting his hips up.

His hard-on rubbed against my pussy, making my desire for him ignite tenfold. I grabbed his shoulders as a tremble ran up my spine and a gasp escaped me.

“Please. Maxwell. I need you,” I whispered.

“I want to taste you,” he said huskily. I shook my head and his eyebrow rose.

“Later. Right now I just want you to take me.”

“Yes, fucking ma’am,” he smirked. “Sit up just a little so I can take off my pants.”

“Yes, Sir.” He swallowed hard at the wordSirand watched me like a hawk as I lifted up just enough for him to get his hands between us. “Is that good… Sir?”

“You’re so damn naughty,” he grinned then slapped my ass. The strike stung, but also made me throb.

“Maxwell,” I whimpered.

“Don’t worry, Beautiful. I’m going to take care of you,” he assured me, reaching between us and working his pants down. His cock sprung free, pressing against me. My mouth watered as I stared down between us.

“Mmm. Is that for me?” I bit my bottom lip then slowly brought my gaze up to his. He kissed me gently.

“All yours, Baby. If you want it,” he smirked.

Without another breath or thought, I quickly shimmied my thong off then straddled his waist once more. I reached between us and took hold of his shaft, positioning it at the place I desired it most. Maxwell and I both sucked in a sharp breath when the tip pressed through the warmth, wetness, and tightness.

“Damn, Baby,” he moaned, looking me in the eyes as he raised his hips and pushed deeper inside me.

I winced from the pain and moaned from the pleasure all in the same breath as my body stretched to fit his size. Emotions consumed me. So many damn emotions.

“Maxwell,” I said, trying to catch my thoughts.

“I’m here, Baby,” he replied, holding still and allowing my body the time it needed to adjust. “I’m not going anywhere.”

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