Page 27 of Until Now
No response leaves his mouth, but his body is communicating it all. He’s about to come too. His hips lift hard against me, driving his cock as deep as is possible. I’m an animal, doing what nature intended. It is inborn and out of my control. I pinch my nipples for his pleasure and mine. Oh, fuck! Here I come.
“Oh! Here! Here it is!”
My cries fill the room, and within a few seconds, they are joined by Maxen’s. His are all male in their power and strength, mine tones of pure female ecstasy. His chin stretches back, and I half expect a roar to rise. My eyes are locked on his face, which brings my orgasm to its furthest reach. Oh. My. God. I have left the planet.
After we have savored the last drops of pleasure, he speaks through uneven breath.
“Dominique, baby, what was that?”
The words slip from his perfect lips and settle in my heart. At this moment, I’ll take any of his thoughts that are proceeded by the phrase,Dominique baby.I remain atop him for a minute, taking in what just occurred. It was breathtaking. Too much for me to form actual words. I’m still lost inside some paradise with him.
As the sensation dies down, I slip beside his body and fall into the embrace he offers. And the kissing. The unbelievable art of kissing he has perfected. Obviously, I knew practically nothing about how erotic it could be. It is like the creator designated Maxen as the official spokesperson.
The idea of having him inside my mouth takes over. I slide down between his legs, and there is no conversation needed. He opens wide for me as I run my fingers up his muscled thighs. When I reach his balls, I cup and kiss them as a prelude.
“Baby. Yes,” he says, eyes closed in the feel of the moment.
But it’s the cock that calls me, even before the first touch. A rebirth after the spectacular orgasm. Ha! Half erect already, I take my tongue and lick the tip. Lips surround the head, and I circle in a slow trip around. When I feel the frenulum and run my tongue up and down it, Maxen grows.
“God,” he says through clenched teeth.
The shaft does not get shortchanged as my mouth takes it in. It’s a job being able to fit it all in. But I’m nothing if not resourceful. As I angle my throat, the task is mission accomplished. He’s lost in the feel, and the look on his face lights a fire within me. This will be the greatest blow job I have ever had the pleasure of giving.
His legs stretch out as the cock gets harder and harder. The balls are not ignored. Not in the least. I take them in my mouth, one at a time, and gently suck. Then I run my tongue from shaft to tip and back down again. My hands are working a rhythm that seems to be pleasing to him. So pleasing that he begins to moan.
The sounds turn me on, and I’m aware my pussy is getting wet again. So as I’m stroking, I rise to my knees and use my free hand to start playing with myself.
“Watch,” I say softly.
Maxen’s eyes open, and when he sees what I’m up to, it arouses everything within him. Every sexual fiber of his being seems to be present. And the expression he wears makes me so hot. He watches like an animal who has spotted its next meal. Focus and barely contained excitement.
Pulling back the hood, I expose my clit. It’s hard and pink with the engorging blood flow. My breathing quickens. Then his hands reach for me. He is on top now. In one smooth move, he brought me off my knees and onto my back.
“Let’s make love,” he says.
It’s not a request, but a gift offered. It feels like something I’ve never completely felt. How can the idea of making love be so different from what it was with Robert? That was youthful ideas of sex. Somehow Maxen has introduced a newness to the concept, and I don’t even know how. It’s just there.
My arms lift around his neck, and my legs open in agreement. We kiss, and it’s filled with longing not only met but exceeded. All that a kiss should be lives here. Everything it could lead to, it has. His hand reaches for his cock, and he plays with it against my lips. The tip of his cock gets wet with my juices, and he smiles.
The sensation of him entering me is unreal. Like I’m being reunited with something I lost so long ago I forgot it was ever mine. This is the real thing, like a dream come true. It’s all physical and emotional wrapped together.
I know we hardly know each other. I know Maxen is only here in Smyrna for three months. But tonight, I learned something about the intangible that changes everything. I’m falling for him, and it is plain to see. This is not an illusion.
