I’d be a liar if I said the thought of taking her virginity hadn’t been keeping me up at night. I jerk off to thoughts of how tight she is. How slick. How sweet. How I’d suck her firm nipples and claim her as roughly as she’ll let me.
My cock throbs rigid against my thigh, and though I’m desperate to take her right here and now, I know I can’t.
Not like this.
Not after everything that happened today.
Maya deserves to know the truth. The truth about the real me. Hell, she deserves better than thereal me,but I can’t giveher up. I can’t stop touching her. I can’t stop licking. I’m barely holding back the urge to demand she get down on her knees and suck me dry. Barely holding back the urge to watch her mouth fall open as my come drips from her lips and onto her full, round tits.
Fuck! I need to get a grip.
Her hips roll forward and another sigh escapes as she grinds against my face. I love how much she needs it.Needs me.
“Holden,” she moans, digging into my biceps like she’s clawing her way through her sensations.
Fuck! I want it. I need it. I need her come all over my face.
“Come on, my baby,” I mutter as I finger fuck her tight little core deeper, then flick and suck at her swollen clit. “Come for me.”
“Oh God!” Her thighs shake as she whines and bucks. “I’m gonna come. Don’t stop… oh my God!”
Moments later, her thick frame is convulsing against my face. Her hips are grinding up against me and I’m in fucking heaven, teasing out every last drop of her pleasure.
“Fuck me! Please!” Her tone is guttural and desperate. “I need you to fill me up!”
I should’ve known this would be a dangerous game to play. She’s drenched, her come is all over my face, her pussy is bright red and hungry, and my cock is throbbing so hard that my brain is disconnecting from reality.
I’m not thinking straight as I kiss the inside of her thigh. Not thinking straight as I stand tall and land the tip of my cock against her slick entrance. Not thinking straight as I grip hold of her round breast and squeeze.
My throat is tight. I want to fuck her more than anything, but I can’t move.
“What’s wrong?” she pants as she stares at me, her pretty blue eyes shining in the dim light of the room.
Fuck!
The tip of my cock sits at the opening of her soaking, tight little core, but I can’t do it.I can’t fucking do it!
I drag in a deep breath and close my eyes, wrestling with every thought imaginable. There’s a filthy, carnal one where I bend her over the back of the couch, dig my hand into the back of her hair, and fuck her tight, little pussy until she’s begging me to stop.
I have to stamp that one out. That one doesn’t get me the long-term life I want. That one feeds the animal but nothing else.
The version I want is the one where I tell the truth, where she sees the real me, and still wants this. The one where I sink inside of her pulsing pussy, plant my seed, and live out my fantasy with her right here in this cabin for all eternity.
I drag in a deep breath and let it out slowly as I pull away. “We need to talk.”
I’ve barely said the words when a knock hammers on the back door, and it better not be who I think it is.
Chapter Seven
Maya
Holden helps me up from the counter and kisses the top of my head before tugging on his jeans. “Why don’t you go wait for me in the bedroom? I’ll send whoever this is away.”
I can’t imagine what he wants to talk about or who the heck would be knocking on the door at dinner time, but I’ve still got jelly legs from the orgasm he just gave me and I’m ready for another one, so I nod and smile sweetly.
Seriously, a genie granting wishes could be at the door right now and I’d ask him to come back later.I’m good.
I’m halfway down the narrow hallway, standing next to a framed painting of a wildflower field when I hear my brother’s voice. At first, I think I’m hearing things, so I pause and wait until I hear it again.
