Page 52 of Four Weddings to Fall in Love
Yep, watching Max eat me out is utterly delicious.The view is doing nearly as much for me as his tongue on my pussy—and that’s saying something.
I grab his hair, needing to feel him with my fingers, but then my other arm starts shaking.I collapse onto my back and close my eyes.I’m a filthy slut who loves having her pussy licked and filled and will take it any way she can.
Yes.I love feeling like this.
I squirm against his face, and the next time his tongue touches my clit, I teeter on the edge of another orgasm.
“Max,” I plead, and he dips his tongue inside me as his finger brushes my clit.
I combust once more.
“Good girl.”He has that stern schoolteacher thing going on, and it really works for me.
He crawls up my body, his lips wet with my moisture—it’s a fucking beautiful sight.I pull him down and kiss him, working his shirt up his chest as our mouths are fused together.I lean back just long enough to get the shirt over his head, and then my fingers hurry down to unbutton and unzip his pants.
He helps me remove the rest of his clothes before pressing his naked body to mine.I start humping his leg; I’m sure he can feel how wet I am.
He hisses out a breath as I reach for his cock.
“I want you inside me,” I say.“Now.”
“You’re very greedy, Kimberly,” he murmurs.
I love when he says my name like that.
He rolls on a condom, and just when I think he’s going to slide inside me, he turns me onto my stomach.Max intends to fuck me from behind, and yeah, that’ll work for me.
He rubs the length of his sheathed cock over my pussy lips.I groan, desperate for him to penetrate me.I don’t need to come again; I just need to feel him.
“Max,” I plead.
His low laughter—unlike anything I’ve heard from him in public—tickles my ear.I clench my inner muscles as he rubs himself against me again.
And then he’s fully seated in one powerful stroke, and I nearly weep.
He thrusts in and out.I press my cheek against the bed, grip the sheets in my hands, and let him take me.When he slows down, I howl in frustration, and he spanks me.
“Ohh.”The slight sting on my ass makes me feel more present in my body.
“You like that, don’t you?”
“Yes.”It comes out as a sob because he’s fucking me rough and hard now.I feel like a vessel for him to use.I know that’s not the truth, I know he cares very much about showing me a good time, but I like feeling as if I’m just here for his pleasure.Paradoxically, that helps me get off.
When he speeds up and bends over so his breath is hot on my neck, I smile.He’s going to come any second now, and it’s because of me…and when he falls over the edge, I do, too.
This time, he doesn’t go to sleep afterward.Once we both use the washroom, we return to bed and lie naked together.He strokes a hand down my back.
“Was that better?”he asks.
“You couldn’t tell?”
“It definitely sounded like it was better for you, but I want to be sure.”
“It was really good, yeah.”
Was it the absolute best I’ve had?Not quite, but I certainly enjoyed myself.For the first time since last September, I’ve had satisfying sex.I twist my body this way and that, a dopey smile on my face.
There’s nothing quite like a good fuck.
