Page 47 of Where the Dark Knelt
I muttered loudly, “Fuck me, Max, please, fuck me!” I didn’t even recognize myself.
Max turned me to face him, held his cock against my entrance, and immediately thrust it deep into me in one glide. He stilled and inhaled deeply. “You are so tight,” hehissed, before hepulled back and sunk himself deeper with a long groan. “Amazing,” he whispered.
Each thrust rubbed at a spot inside of me over and over and I moved wildly, chanting, “Oh, yeah, like that,” rocking backward and trying to get him deeper. The noise of his balls slapping against me as his skin connected with mine fueled our arousal.
Maxheld me tightly, his hands almost grazing my hips, making gruff noises and soft moans. He began to growl and grunt louder. I reached behind, cupping his balls as I felt myself begin to come and tried not to. “Let. It. Go. Come. Fuck.”
“Oh,sh… shit, I’m coming.” He grunted with each thrust. The pressure built up, and I came squeezing his cock hard. His pace picked up, and he growled when my vagina walls clenched down on him.
Max went stiff and began to jerk, his come filling the condom inside of me. He rolled me over with him into a spooning position, still inside of me. He growled his appreciation and started laughing. “Fuck.”
I must have fallen asleep and woke with Max scooping me up. “Shush, I’m taking you to bed.” I moaned sleepilyand melted into his chest. Pulling back the covers, he placed me gently down on my pillow. I felt him kiss me softly on the forehead before pulling the sheet halfway over me.
“Do you want me to stay with you, or go toSaffy’sbed?” He sounded unsure.
“Huh?” I said drowsily.
“What do you want, Lily? I don’t want to spoil the night, tell me what to do.” I was exhausted.
“Stay.” I demanded. “We’re adults, Max, are you ashamed? Are you worried aboutSaffy? What she’ll think?” I sat up, more awake now. “Do you want to stay?”
Max stroked my hair back and locked eyes with me. Bending, he put his forehead on mine. Inhaling sharply, he smiled. “Absolutely!” He scrambled in and crawled up to spoon with me.
His right hand cupped my left breast as he tugged me closer. It felt so different to have someone care for me after what we had just done. Max lay nuzzlingmy neck, playing with my hair, stroking it, then smelling it.
“Is that roses I smell? Your hair smells awesome,” he murmured. His breathing and wriggling slowed until his deep, even breaths told me that he’d fallen asleep, right before I did.
When I woke,Max’s strong arms were wrapped around me. He’d nestled me to his chest. It was hot, and we were sticky. I hated waking up sweaty.
I felt him slowly peel himself away trying not to disturb me, and I fell asleep again as soon as I heard my bedroom door close.
The next time Iwoke, it was to the sound of water running, and I deduced that he’d gone to shower inSaffy’sbathroom. He was in the shower when I padded through. “Were you trying to sneak out on me?” I asked, feeling slightly apprehensive about what he thought about last night.
“Hell no! Why would I do that? I was hot… I didn’t want to wake you.” When he winked at me, I felt relieved. “It was too hot in the room, and you looked so cute asleep. I woke up with your legs stuck to me. I just thought I’d cool down, that’s all.”
Wrapping a towel around his hips, I scooted in the shower after him.Max looked at me seriously. “Regrets?” I stopped shampooing my hair and turned to look at him pursing my lips.
“You mean last night?”
Max held out his handto me. I rinsed the soap from one of mine, put it in his, and gave it a squeeze. “Max, I had a crush on you for years, I don’t regret finding out if my crush was worth it.” I smirked.
“You did?” Nodding slowly, I smiled at him, conscious I was bitingmy lip. “Well, fuck, I’ve been hot foryou since I was fifteen. I remember wanting to kiss you so badly.” He stood holding his bottom lip. His mouth broke into a wide grin. “Glad I waited though, because I got to kissallof your lips!” he confessed, chuckling and wiggling his brows at me.
My jaw dropped at his crudecomment. I turned back into the water and rinsed my hair. When I was finished, he wrapped me in a fluffy white towel and leaned back on the counter. I began rubbing myself dry, and Max stood watching me with fascination.
I became embarrassed at him staring and stopped.He sighed. “Amazing.”
Blushing, I asked, “Breakfast?”
Max shook his head, as if to clear his mind and smiled. “I thought you’d never ask. I’m starving.” He chuckled.
We crept through to the kitchen wondering who else was here, and grabbed some ham, Cokes, and a tub of humus from the fridge before heading back to the bedroom. We closed the door and sat on the bed with our feast.
“Oh, we forgot to get any breadsticks,” I mumbled. “Noworries, it tastes better this way anyway.” Max scooped some onto his fingers and placed it in front of my mouth, for me to suck his finger. A pang of sadness hit me when I remembered how Alfie had fed me.With Max it felt a lot less sensual.
I enjoyed beingwith Max though. For the first time, sex didn’t seem complicated and secretive.Saffywas going to freak.
Max’s face became serious. “What? What’s wrong?”
