Page 11 of Kiss Marry Kill
I laughed, and he turned in my arms. We kissed, and the feel of his mouth on mine soothed me. Comforted me. Coming home to Max every night was the highlight of my day. I loved having him in my home. I didn’t appreciate his company simply because I’d been lonely. It was far more than that. When he wasn’t near me, it was like I was missing a limb. I’d toyed with the idea of asking him to move in with me permanently but didn’t quite have the nerve yet. I couldn’t remember ever being so consumed with anyone I’d ever been with. Max was everything to me. My rampant need for him was both exhilarating and disconcerting.
His kiss deepened, and he slipped his tongue into my mouth. My dick warmed and hardened as he pressed closer. He broke the kiss just long enough to whisper, “How about we eat later?”
“Yes, please.” I smiled, happiness spiraling through me.
We made our way into the bedroom, kissing and laughing. I guess we could talk about River later. Right now, I wanted to enjoy Max.
Chapter Three
Maxwell
After feeling stressed most of the day, I was ready to let go and enjoy Royce. I was relieved he was in the mood too because I needed him. I wanted to lose myself in my need for him. As we undressed and got on the bed, I was trembling with the desire to take him.
He stiffened ever so slightly when I covered his body with mine. Tonight, I needed to be on top, and I tried to tell him that with my hungry kisses and the weight of my body. He slowly relaxed his muscles, and I let out a happy sigh as the taste and scent of him surrounded me. Sleeping with Royce was so much more than just sex. There was a melding of our souls that happened every time. Every. Fucking. Time. The heat of his skin and the look in his beautiful tawny eyes took my breath away. When he arched into me, his groans made me hungry to please him even more.
I leaned down to kiss his neck, nibbling a trail down his sternum. Next, I nipped and sucked one of his flat brown nipples, enjoying the sensation of them hardening and beading against my tongue. I took my time with him, worshiping every inch of his lean body. I wanted him tofeelmy need as I worked my way down to his cock. I slid my mouth around the wide head of his dick, and he gave a chest-deep moan.
Fuck. I loved his taste. His whimpers of need. My dick ached to be inside him soon. I took him deep, all the way to the back of my throat. He rolled his hips, fingers tangling in my hair. He thrust gently, the grip on my hair tightening as he used my mouth.
“Max,” he breathed out.
I sucked him harder, cupping his swollen balls in the palm of my hand. He dug his heels into the mattress, writhing around the bed. I didn’t relent at all though. I followed him wherever he went, licking and sucking him. His pupils were blown, lips wide, cheeks flushed. Lust scorched through his gaze like a match dropped on dry brush.
Once I knew he was about to lose control, I slowly let his dick slip from my mouth. Climbing up his body, I grabbed the lube and settled between his muscular thighs. His hands roamed my body, nails digging into my spine. I lowered my head and took his mouth roughly, tongues dancing together as I pressed the lube-slicked head of my cock to his hole. As I pushed inside his tight body, I kept my mouth clamped on his. Swallowing his silent cry of pleasure, I began to thrust.
He shuddered and wound his legs around mine, pushing down on me. I went deeper and deeper, pounding into him, my lust making me feel a little wild. I loved that he let me take him sometimes. I knew it wasn’t easy for him. He liked to be on top and in control. But now and then, he gave me the power. I wasn’t wasting it either. I pumped in and out of him fast and hard. Every time I entered him, he groaned and his fingers dug into my skin.
“Fuck, Max.Please.”
“Love seeing you under me, begging to come,” I rasped, sweat beading on my forehead.
“Oh, God.”
He threw his head back, neck muscles distended as he took the pounding I was giving him. He was so fucking tight it would be a miracle if I lasted even three more minutes. I couldn’t think straight. I just needed to feel his body quaking on my dick as I came inside his body.
As my orgasm began to unravel, I thought about how much I needed him. Nothing was better than being in Royce’s arms. I wasn’t sure he had any idea how much power he had over me. I’d give him anything he wanted. After almost losing him, I’d give him literally anything he asked of me. I wouldn’t lose him. I refused to let my screwed-up childhood ruin the best thing in my life.
I felt his dick swell between our writhing stomachs, and he gave a strangled cry. The warm pulse of his release that spilled between us was too much for me to handle. My cock throbbed inside him, and I came hard. My vision blurred as my orgasm slammed into me. I groaned deep in my chest, still thrusting, chasing the last few moments of ecstasy.
He pressed his face to my breastbone, his breath hot against my flesh. I thrust until my burning thigh muscles couldn’t take it anymore. When I finally stopped, I sank down on him, and his arms came around me. Strong. Protective. We stayed like that for a long while. Intimacy was new to me. Allowing him to see how much he meant to me was a new experience. How much I wanted and needed him was scary. Beautiful.
Eventually, I pulled out of him and rolled to lie beside him. “I did remember to shut the stove off, right?” I asked, frowning. “I had tunnel vision.”
He chuckled as he grabbed some tissues from the nightstand. “Yep.”
“Good. I wouldn’t want to burn down your house.”
“Uh, no. I think we’ve had enough of that.” He wiped his stomach and mine clean. “Of course, River would probably let us stay with him.”
I scowled. “Please don’t mention that man’s name.”
He tossed the used tissues into a small trash can across the room. Looking pleased with himself for making the shot, he lay down again. “So, how was it at work today? Awkward?”
I sighed. “River was nowhere to be seen.”
“Really?”
“Nope. He was out of the clinic the whole day. I didn’t even see Lucas.” I’d been a bit frustrated, to be honest. I’d wanted to face the discomfort of being around him head-on so I could get past it.
