Her eyes blink open, her pupils large and glazed over. “Ian,” she whines breathlessly.
Not bothering to respond, I gently tug her shirt up, pausing until she lifts her arms. I hold my breath as I pull it the rest of the way off and toss it to the side. As her full breasts spill over the top of her bra, I bite back a groan. These are tits I wouldn’t mind getting smothered by.
Before I have a chance, Maggie reaches behind her and unhooks her bra. It slides slowly down her arms, and she tosses it in the direction of her shirt.
“Fuck,” I grunt as I take her in.
Her dusky nipples have me salivating. Not resisting the urge anymore, I bend and capture one in my mouth. Maggie’s palm finds the back of my head, fingers threading through the short hair there. A quiver runs down my body at the sensation. With each of Maggie’s panting breaths, they push her breasts into my face. I’m in heaven. I nibble and suck, alternating between the two until she lightly shoves at my shoulders to stop me.
I release her with a pop and straighten to my full height. Her bright, lust-filled eyes are watching me intently.
“You still good, baby?”
She nods enthusiastically. “So good.”
“Glad to hear it. Let’s get these pants off. There’s more of you I want to taste.”
Her fingers hook into the waistband of her leggings as she pushes them down her voluptuous hips and thighs. “I think you’re a little overdressed for this, Ian.”
I know the second my pants come off, I’m sinking myself as deep inside of her as I can. To appease her, and because Ineed to feel her skin against mine, I whip my shirt over my head and drop it on the floor. Her eyes turn hungrier as they track my movements, settling on my chest as I close the distance between us. I suck in a heavy breath when her hands find my pecs as I wrap my arm around her and pull her up and into my body. Her soft breasts against me have me hardening more than I thought possible. As I take her lips in an aggressive kiss, I love how she doesn’t waste any time and gives as much as she gets. My hand finds her plump ass, and I move us backward toward my bed.
I release her and take a small step away, my cock revolting at the motion. It’s the exact opposite of what he wants.
“On the bed, Maggie.” I groan when she runs her finger down my abs before turning and climbing onto my bed, teasing me with a gorgeous view of her ass and giving it an enticing shake with a smirk thrown over her shoulder. I grip myself through my jeans, my jaw clenching at the sight of her. “You’re killing me, baby.”
She flips over and grins. “I have a few ideas of how to remedy that.”
Chuckling, I shake my head. She lets out a little shriek when I grab her ankles and yank her across the bed, so her ass is right on the edge. I gently push her thighs apart and inhale deeply. Her musky arousal is nearly my undoing. I take a few deep breaths to get myself under control before I run my tongue along her slit. Her gasping moan is all I need to hear to devour her like I’m starving and she’s my Michelin-rated meal.
I told her I wasn’t a stranger to casual sex, and that’s true. But if I’m being honest, it’s been a while. And the times before were quick and meaningless, leaving me with a feeling of dissatisfaction that I wasn’t sure I knew how torectify. It wasn’t like I was looking for anything more than sex. But there seemed to be something deep down that made me uninterested.
That doesn’t seem to be the case tonight. I’ve never been more interested. It actually scares me how much I want Maggie. But not enough to stop because I have a feeling tonight will probably ruin me for other women. And I don’t care.
Between my mouth and my fingers, I have Maggie panting my name as her pulsating muscles grip onto me, and she comes with a soft cry. I’ve never heard anything sweeter.
When her body starts to calm, I pull back. “Maggie, you’re the best thing I’ve ever had in my mouth.”
Her dazed eyes find mine, and a goofy little grin plays on her full pink lips. “Holy shit, Ian. You’re like,reallygood at that.”
With a husky laugh, I swipe my tongue up her slit one last time, and her eyes widen. “Want to experience another one of my talents?”
She bites her bottom lip before saying, “Normally, I’d call you cocky and have my doubts about said talents, but you seem like someone I shouldn’t underestimate.”
My grin widens. “You would be correct.”
I push to stand, my knees protesting the position I was in for the last few minutes. Maggie lies unmoving, besides the rapid rise and fall of her chest, her eyes tracking every movement as I shuck off my pants. Grabbing a condom and rolling it on with record speed, I step between her legs and bend over her to check in before I do what I’ve been dying to do since the moment I saw her yelling at that idiot in the bar. When she pulls me closer, mouth colliding with mine, that’s all the confirmation I need to shift my hips and sinkinside. I should’ve given her a little time to get used to my size, but I’m desperate.
“Oh my god,” Maggie says on a gasp below me.
I don’t move to give her a few moments to adjust. Smoothing her hair back from her face with both of my hands, I take her lips in a slower kiss. As she moans into it, her core clenches around me. I pull back to rest my forehead on hers, barely hanging on, and we’ve just started.
“You feel so fucking amazing, Maggie. Tell me when you’re ready. I hate to admit this, but I’m not going to last long this time.”
She chuckles below me. “This time? Meaning, you want to do it again?”
I lift my head, and our gazes meet. Her eyes are wide and filled with desire and something that might resemble affection if it were being directed at someone else. Definitely not someone as fucked up as I am.
I answer honestly. “I don’t think once will be enough for me.”
