“But that’s exactly what we did. We fucked here and there, but you were closed off to me. I told you personal things about me, but you gave very little back.”
“I had always been used to people using personal information for their gain.”
“But you know I’m nothing like that, right?”
He nods his head. “I do. I should have known it from the very first word you said to me. You were sweet, stubborn, independent… You are nothing like Victoria.”
“Thank God for that,” I sigh with mock horror and Max laughs at me.
“This, what we have between us, is all new to me. I will fuck up. I will no doubt piss you off. But if you give me the chance, I will spend the rest of my days making it up to you.”
“And you’ll talk to me? You won’t push me away when the going gets tough?”
“It may take me a while to get used to sharing my life again, but I promise not to push you away intentionally.”
“I don’t usually give second chances, Max. You better not make me regret this.”
Max lifts me off my feet, and my legs wrap around his waist. My core rubs across the button on his jeans and an involuntary moan leaves my mouth.
“I didn’t plan to jump into this…”
I hold my finger over Max’s lips. “Desert first is always best. It makes sure you get the good part first.”
“I like that analogy.”
Max turns me and my back hits the pillar he was casually leaning against not ten minutes ago. He pushes my bolero cardigan down my arms until it hits the floor. His large hands caress up my arms and it makes my body shudder with goosebumps. Thank God my dress is stretchy, and it rides up my body easily to discard. Max is a pro, holding me in place with his hips.
“Hold on.” He rips the seams of my thong completely and pulls it through. The friction of the material hits my clit, leaving me begging for more. Max reaches between us and teases my clit with his thumb. I buck against him, chasing the waves of pleasure. The pillar is giving me much-needed strength to ridehis digit unashamedly. I’ve missed this man’s expert hands and body. It isn’t long until I’m crashing hard around him as my body spasms from an earth-shattering climax. Holy fuck, my heart is pounding so fast I’m seeing stars.
I’m lifted into Max’s arms and lowered down onto the side of the hot tub. Max places my feet on the step, pushing my knees further apart, opening my core further. He kneels between my legs. The look on his face is smouldering hot, his eyes are hooded, his jaw is square; he’s a starving man. He kisses the side of my thigh before running the tip of his tongue through my folds, circling my clit, teasing, biting. He pushes two fingers deep inside, making scissor motions to stretch me, thrusting as he devours my clit. Three fingers, and I can’t take anymore. I explode and scream out as wave after wave of spasm and emotion crash through my body.
Max kisses up my tummy, pulling my body flush to his chest, his forehead leaning against mine. I can’t see straight; my sight is blurry.
“Now it’s time for the main course, baby. Three is the magic number. Are you ready for me?”
“What is it with you and this magic three?”
“All good things come in threes.”
He pulls the tight T-shirt over his head. His abs flex as he moves to rid himself of the clothes he’s still wearing. I can’t speak. I just admire the view as he strips down to nothing. His dick is standing proud. I reach forward to fondle him, but he moves back. “There will be plenty of time for games later. Right now, it’s all about you.”
He attacks my mouth ferociously, delving deep with his tongue. My lips feel deliciously bruised, and not just the ones on my face. Max kneels back in between my thighs, pulls my hips over to him, lines his dick up with my entrance, and I plunge down on him. I feel full. I can’t move at first. My body feels heavy, but then need takes over and I ride Max like there’s no tomorrow. Up and down, he matches me thrust for thrust, pushing into me even harder every time. His punishing grip on my arse cheeks is enough to cross the pleasure and pain barrier and it fills me with so much elation. I’m tiring, but I’m chasing the magic orgasm, the big finale.
“Come with me, Lex. I need you to come with me.”
Like a puppet, his words trigger something inside of me. I crash with him, spasming, tightening my limbs around Max’s neck to keep me from falling back into the water with a splash.
Our breathing is ragged, our bodies are sweaty, and our limbs are entwined to the point I don’t know where I begin and Max ends.
Max lifts me, still deep inside me, steps up the steps, and deposits us in the hot water. I lean my cheek on Max’s shoulder, burying my face into his neck, allowing my body to relax from that overworked state.
“Have I rendered you speechless, baby?” His words are muffled from his breathlessness.
I lift my head slowly, place my hands on his cheeks, and kiss his mouth tenderly. “You’ve fucked me speechless, Max. You always have and I hope you always will.”
“This is just the beginning, Lex. I’ve always got to up my game where you’re concerned. You’re my spice of life.”
I lean my head back onto Max’s shoulder. For the first time in my entire life, I feel content. Life is never going to be dull with Max in it.
