His hands slide over my skin to my breasts. He squeezes them softly before he pulls one of my nipples between his fingers and twists it. Hard.
I let out a low moan and grind down on his cock.
"Is that all it takes to get you to ride me hard?" He asks in a dangerously low tone.
I slow again, enjoying the easy movements. "We can take it slow tonight."
"How the fuck am I supposed to take it slow when your pussy has my cock in its grip?" He pushes my hips down onto him. "Fuck me harder, Maya. Just fuck me."
I don't. I slow the pace even more, barely moving as I lean down to trace his lips with the tip of my tongue. "Take it slow, Julian."
He growls. It's an animalistic sound of need mixed with pure desire. "Slow is good, but tonight I need to fuck hard."
I scream when he flips me onto my back and dives his head between my legs. He eats me wildly, nipping at the tender flesh of my core as I wiggle beneath him.
"You're a tease." He pants as he licks slow circles over my clit. "It's your turn to be teased."
He pushes two thick fingers inside of me, probing, taking, finding that spot that he knows is going to take me to the brink.
It does. I cry out that I'm close but he chuckles and pulls back.
He stretches so he's on his knees over me, looking down, his slick-soaked fingers in his mouth.
"I'll let you come when I do." He teases my entrance with the swollen sheath covered head of his cock. "I'll fuck you how I want tonight, and then when you come, I'll fuck you how you want."
"Fuck me hard." I writhe on the bed. "Fuck me until I scream."
He does. He drives his cock into me in one violent, sudden motion. I fist the sheets of my bed and moan on every deep thrust until we come at the very same time.
CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
Julian
"I don't bathe,Maya. I shower."
"Has anyone ever told you that sometimes you sound like a stuck up snob?" She pours pink bubble bath under the running water.
I slide a finger down her bare back until I reach her ass. I give that a sharp smack.
"Um, ow." She rubs the now red skin with her palm as she casts a glance over her shoulder at me. "That hurt."
"It made you wet."
A blush creeps across her cheeks. "Maybe a little."
"In answer to your question, yes. My friend, Sebastian, tells me I'm a stuck up prick sometimes," I admit.
"I like him." She places the bottle of bubble bath back in a cabinet that's hanging on the wall. "Can I meet him?"
"He'd love to meet you." I don't add that he'd like to meet her sister as well because I need Sebastian in my life and if he fucked things up with Maya's sister, I might have to choose sides, and I'd choose her without question.
"Does he work for Bishop too?" Her blue eyes sparkle as she asks me.
We're both nude, standing in the middle of her washroom and I've never felt more comfortable with anyone in my life.
"Sebastian works for the NYPD. Homicide division," I say it with pride.
I'm very proud of how far both Sebastian and Griffin have come. They set out on their chosen paths after high school and charted the course they wanted. My sister's fiancé, Smith Booth, has done the same. We've been friends for years as well, and soon we'll be brothers-in-law.
