I relaxed into him, spreading my legs apart in hopes that his fingers would find their way there. “Why does Bri not like me?”
Max shrugged beneath me. “I don’t know. Doesn’t matter. Because I like you.”
“Well, I’d like you a little more if you put this,” I said, grabbing his hand and placing it on the apex of my thighs, “here.”
His chest moved with a suppressed chuckle. “Well, sweetheart, I’d like it a little more if I put this,” he said, picking up my hand and touching it to his face, “here.” He took my hand and joined it with his on my sex.
I placed my hand on top of his and pushed it towards my opening. I picked up his middle finger and pressed it against my clit, letting out a small breath. “I won’t say no to your face between my legs. You’re like a damn wizard.”
“A wizard?” He laughed, tucking one arm under my waist and tossing me across the bed. He spread my legs and positioned himself between them.
“Yeah, a wizard,” I said, distracted with the anticipation of what was coming. “Now work your fucking magic.”
“Language, Kari,” he warned, narrowing his gaze and making me giggle.
“Magic Max. Get on it.” I lifted my hips towards his face and he chuckled.
“Impatient?”
“Now.”
He picked up my left leg and left a trail of kisses from my calf, up to the inside of my thigh. Every touch of his lips on my skin sent a direct burst of heat to my core. Once he reached the top of my thigh, he grazed his tongue mercilessly over to the center of my thighs. I rolled my hips, needing relief from the ache that was throbbing.
With his hands pressing roughly into my thighs, he opened me with his thumbs. His tongue was hot against me as he licked up my slit and landed on my clit. The contact sent my nerves on high-alert, a burst of energy shooting through my body.
He dipped his tongue into my opening, swirling it around and driving me crazy. I grabbed the back of his head and tugged on his hair, needing a way to release some of the energy that was overflowing inside me. He swirled his tongue again, causing a soft moan to escape my lips.
Once again, he licked up my wetness, landing on my swollen bud. Working circles against the heated flesh, he increased the pressure and intensity slowly, making me lose my fucking mind.
I pushed on the back of his head, trying for more contact. I needed a release, the build-up beginning to exceed the limits of what I could take. He dug his fingers into my skin, warning me to let him do his thing. I squeezed my eyes closed, my mind buzzing with way too many sensations to think straight.
He stroked his tongue down again and licked inside me, removing it quickly and replacing it with a finger. I pressed my head against the pillows, moving my hips around without thought. I tried to make sense of what he was doing, but all I could see was the proverbial light ahead. My orgasm was imminent and I needed it to happen. Quickly.
He massaged my clit with his mouth, his tongue stroking it with more force this time. He added another finger inside me, moving them in and out slowly. My legs began to shake, my core heating.
“Max,” I warned through gritted teeth, the stimulationpreventing me from saying much more. I tugged at his hair again, the soft locks slipping through my fingers.
He licked harder, my legs shaking faster, and before I knew what was happening, I toppled over the edge. Multi-colored glitter flashed through my vision, my body exploding from the work of Max’s tongue.
I moaned his name, trying to pull his face away from my body, the contact now suddenly more than I could bear. He groaned against my body, objecting to being tugged away. He slowed his onslaught, licking more gently, the strokes of his tongue softer.
My legs felt completely dead. My heart and breath both struggled to achieve some rhythm. My eyes were heavy but I forced them open anyway, wanting to see the grin I knew was staring at me.
His dimple was set deeply in his cheek as he wiped his face with the back of his hand. “Good?”
“Magical.”
Kari
The cafe on Mill Avenue was bustling. Patrons were going in and others leaving, waiters and waitresses buzzing around tables. The sounds of laughter and silverware clamoring from the kitchen filled the air.
I sipped my water and waited on Sam to show up. I had called her that morning and agreed to meet her for lunch at a cafe close to Alexander Industries so she could swing by on her lunch break. It wasn’t the best way to spend the afternoon, but it seemed to mean a lot to Max that I tried to be friends with her.
I swiped the Arizona Republic from a nearby table and paged through it until the seat across from me was pulled out. “Hey, Kari!”
I looked up to see Sam’s pretty smile. “Hi, Sam.”
She sat down next to me and shrugged off her sweater. “I’m sorry I’m late. I got stuck in construction traffic.” She tookoff her sunglasses, a teal color with a fancy gold emblem on the side that was vaguely familiar.
