I gently kick at her ankles, forcing her to widen her stance. She responds instantly, and I smile. I slip in a third finger and use my thumb to add pressure to her nub. Her walls begin to throb and tighten as her hands grip at my shoulder, her nails digging in.
"You're so wet for me, baby.” She nods her head in response, but her eyes flicker closed and her head tips back, just a little. I lean forward and grab her bottom lip with my teeth, nipping and pulling at it. Her eyes shoot open, but they shine with amusement. This woman is fucking incredible.
I increase the speed of my fingers, as I drag my teeth off her lips. I chance a glance at them, making sure that I haven't marked her. They are a little pink but there appears to be no other damage.
Her legs shake a little and I feel her body tense. She's so close to an orgasm, and as much as I want to her come apart, I really want to tease her a little bit. Just as I feel her about to lose it, I slip my fingers from inside of her and bring them up to my lips. She watches me as I lick them clean, making sure to taste every drop, and her eyes widen just a little as she watches my tongue start at the bottom of my palm and lick a path all the way up to my fingers, cleaning her cum that’s dripping down it.
"Please don't stop," she pleads with me.
"I'm just making sure that you are really ready for it," I tease.
She shakes her head at me. "Don't be a tease. Let me come, please," she tries again, and the sweet pleading tone has me quickly pushing all three fingers back inside of her. My speed quickens, and my thumb teases the nub as I curl my fingers inside of her, swirling them. Her back arches as I hit her G-spot, her nails cutting into my shoulders. "Oh, shit, Max, yes," she calls out.
I don't stop, I thrust my fingers in and out of her, as cum runs down my hands and down her legs, her body shivers, and her breathing speeds up. "M... Max," she breathes out, barely a whisper.
She begins to lose all control of her movements as she lets go and her orgasm rushes through her. As I let her ride it out, I slow my movements, wanting to give her a minute to catch her breath. But a minute is all she’ll get. Just as her body begins to relax, I pull my fingers from inside of her and place them on the seam of her lips. "Open up, baby, taste yourself." She opens her mouth, and I slip all three fingers in, and without hesitation she runs her tongue over them, sucking as she licks off her own juices. She lets out the smallest of moans, and if I wasn't so hyper focussed on her, I would have missed it.
"You like the taste of yourself, Dragonfly?" I ask her.
She nods as she continues to suck the last of herself off my fingers. Once she’s done, I slip them from her mouth and crash my lips to hers, giving her a punishing kiss. I pull away, leaving her a little breathless as I drop to my knees. I don’t give her time to react as I quickly place my mouth over her pussy, slipping my tongue straight into her hot, wet cunt.
She leans forward, quickly placing her hands on my shoulders, steadying her balance. "Oh," she cries out as I slip two fingers in alongside my tongue. I thrust my fingers in and out, running my tongue around her walls, and then suck on her. I feel her body shake, and she shuffles her legs a little wider.
I alternate my movements, my fingers thrusting and my tongue licking and rolling, and then I thrust my tongue in and out before running my fingers around her walls, curling them, hitting her G-spot once again.
"Holy shit," she cries, and her orgasm rushes through her again. I feel her legs buckle and I grab the backs of her thighs, holding her in place, pulling her closer to me as I suck, swallowing every drop of cum from her pussy.
I slow my actions, letting her come down from her high. Her body sags, her energy sapped. I stand and pulling her body to mine and step us fully under the spray. She rests her head on my chest, loosely wrapping her arms around my waist. I feel her let out a heavy sigh.
"Are you okay?" I ask her, my hand grabbing the top of her head and tipping it back slightly so I can get a look at her face.
"Perfect." One word and a smile is all I get from her, and I'm fucking ecstatic I gave her that feeling.
Chapter Fifty
Max and I showered, he had to practically hold me up for most of it as I was too worn out from the orgasms. Once we were clean, he lifted me out of the shower, helped me get dry and then carried me to bed. And this is where we've been ever since. I fell asleep on him within minutes of us climbing under the covers. I woke up a little while ago, I've just been lying here, listening to him breathe. I'm fairly certain that he's asleep, his breathing is too even for him not to be.
I really need a drink; we don't have anything in here. I'm going to have to untangle myself from his grip and go and get one. I slowly and gently push myself up, but the moment I move his grip tightens and he tucks me closer to him. I glance up at his face, but it hasn't changed, I think he's still asleep. Jesus, this guy has some strength.
I blow out a small breath, and stretching up, I place a kiss on his chest, then move a little further and place another kiss just on the base of his neck, right next to his shoulder. His arm tightens around my body, and I smile, reaching up and placing a kiss on his cheek.
I glance at his face and see his eyes flicker as his breathing changes. I make one more stretch and place a tiny peck on his lips, but he pushes his tongue into my mouth. I push back, trying to take control of the kiss, but he nips at mine, before he pushes it back with his. I moan into his mouth and he grabs me, lifting me up on him.
His hard cock nudges my arse cheeks as I settle, and I feel my belly flutter. I let my body lean into his, my bare breasts resting on his chest. One of his hands is holding my waist, his other cupping the back of my neck, his grip firm as his thumb runs up and down behind my ear.
The kiss gets more and more heated, and just as I'm ready for more his phone vibrates. I think he’s going to ignore it, but he breaks away from the kiss and grabs it, connecting the incoming call.
"Prez?" he asks. "Yeah. We'll be right there." He disconnects the call, placing the phone back on the dresser and turns to face me. He places a kiss on the tip of my nose. "We need to get ready and go downstairs, baby."
I pull back to see him clearly. "Oh? Okay, I guess it's perfect timing, I need a drink anyway," I say, a little disappointed.
He smiles at me. "Yeah. As much as I would love nothing more than to fuck you right now, we have something to do. Come on."
As we step into the main room, there is a sea of men and women milling about. Some of the females are the club girls, but some are family members or ol' ladies. I glance over to the kitchen door as Mason comes through it, with Georgia who has clearly given him a bowl of ice cream. I love that he can have what he wants here, but I need to limit the amount of sugar he's getting, it's not good for him.
Max grabs my hand and pulls me toward Nitro, who's standing near the front door. As the sea of people part, I catch a glimpse of dark curly hair. Before I even see who it is, I hear Mason shout. Turning, I see him shove the bowl of ice cream toward Georgia, who just manages to grab it.
"Andrea," Mason cries out with excitement. He races toward Nitro, and as I turn back, I see him smile and step aside, and there, right in front of him is my mum’s best friend. The woman who took us after our parents died, the woman who handed us over to my uncle after getting attacked in her own home.
