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But not Max.
Being with him is a whole new experience. One that I want to repeat over and over.
“Dio mio.”He nips at my inner thigh. “I think I may never want to leave this bed.” His mouth trails up, hot breath tickling my bare skin. Every place he touches me sends my nerves firing. It’s like having my own personal fireworks show going off inside my body, all because of him.
His mouth finds my pussy, and he gives it one strong lick before swirling his tongue around my sensitive clit. “Mmm. You taste like us.”
He climbs up my body until his cock is prodding against my opening. I arch my hips up to meet him, urging him on and feeling impatient. He enters me in one swift motion, hitting so deep I swear his tip touches my cervix. I cry out in pleasure, feeling warm all over. Stars dot my vision as he pushes inside me.
We move together in a synchronized dance, his eyes on mine as if he can see right into my soul. The way he looks at me rattles something in my chest. This thing between us feels like a bomb waiting to explode. It’s fragile and new but intense.
His thumb trails my jawline before he grips my chin and brings my lips to his. He kisses me hard, tongues tangling in a fit of desperation as our hips grind together. Seeking our mutual pleasure. This time, he takes his time with me. While he’s still demanding, it’s gentler and more intentional—like he wants to savor every second and commit it to memory. Breaking our kiss, he stares down at me like I’m the most precious thing he’s ever held in his life. My brows pinch together, not knowing what to do with all these emotions floating through me.
“Give me your legs.” He says, gripping onto them and hauling them both over his shoulder. The change in position has him getting impossibly deeper. My eyes roll back into my head as his pelvis rubs against my clit with each thrust.
“Eyes on me,Bella.” He demands, smacking the back of my thigh hard enough that it has my eyes flying open, seeing himwatching me so intently. His dark hair is a mess, falling over his forehead, mouth slightly open. Unable to take my eyes off of his body, I watch as his abs contract as he fucks me harder. His pace picks up, eyes trailing down the length of my body.
“I love seeing these tits of yours bounce for me.”
Raising my eyebrows, I trail my fingers over my perky nipples, pinching and tugging on them. His pupils eat up the space in his dark eyes, making him look more like a predator as he watches me. I roll my nipples, and he thrusts harder and faster. My whole body is being slammed into the bed. He has me practically folded in half, taking him so deep that I think I might scream from the building pressure. He’s so big that it stings, but also it feels so fucking amazing.
My head swims, and the edges of my vision begin to go spotty as my orgasm slams into me so hard that I cry out. I feel like I’m about to pass out from how amazing I feel.
His hips jerk wildly, and I can tell he’s close.
His mouth finds mine, and he twists my nipple in between his fingers. I yelp and feel another wave of pleasure erupt.
“Fucking hell!” Max yells out as he comes.
He finishes inside me and slides my legs down his body. They feel non-existent like they’re no longer attached to my body. It takes me a few minutes to get my bearings.
Rolling off me, he gathers me against him and tucks me against his bare chest. I can feel his heart begin to beat in a steady rhythm as he runs his hand absentmindedly down my tangled blonde hair.
If I wasn’t in trouble with losing my heart to this man before, I most definitely am now.
CHAPTER 14
Maximo
After however long ittook for us to stop clawing at each other, it was only when the sun began to set, and the sky started turning pink that she passed out from exhaustion. My intention wasn’t to bring her here and fuck her. In fact, I’m not actually sure why I brought her here. My father’s cabin isn’t exactly a place I choose to bring a person I only just met. But after she took me somewhere that meant so much to her, I couldn’t stop myself from arranging this.
Since she’s been sleeping, all I’ve done is stare at her. Watching the rise and fall of her back as she lay on her front, her head turned towards me. Her blonde hair splayed over the pillow, and the white bedsheet covering only her ass as she peacefully dreams.
It’s been so long since I’ve felt a connection like this with anyone, and honestly, it scares the living shit out of me because I know that if the police ever finds out what I’ve done, whatever this is between us, can go no further. Who would want to be with a cold-blooded killer like me? My cell phone vibrates against the wood of the bedside table. Her body stirs slightly, and I answer it.
Carefully getting out of bed, I grab some gray sweats from the drawer, pressing the phone between my jaw and shoulder while putting them on. “What?” I murmur, careful not to wake Julia.
“I figured I’d give you a call and see how you’re holding up,” Rocco says.
I step out of the bedroom and close the door behind me. “I’m good, why?” I whisper further.
“Well, you did just...wait,” he pauses briefly. “Why are you whispering?”
“No reason.” It’s not like I’m going to give him a full breakdown of the fact that Julia is sleeping after fucking my brains out.
He laughs down the phone, “You’re with her, aren’t you?”
“That’s none of your business.”
