He sucks and licks, doing most of the work, but my breath heavies like I’m the one running the marathon. I bite down, a groan stuck inside of me.
Fuck, I let out a heavy, strained breath. “Maximoff.” His hair tangles in between my fingers. My muscles are on fire.
And then Maximoff lifts his eyes, my erection all the way in his mouth. His gaze alone nearly makes me come. He wears a look I’ve never seen him given anyone.
It’s one that firmly.
Confidently.
And effortlessly says…
This is my kingdom.
My entire body responds, my world lit to the core. He takes my cum in his mouth, licks the remainder off my cock, and heswallows. When he eases onto his feet, like every action he just made is the most naturalthing in the world, I almost harden again.
Maximoff looks utterly consumed by me. His breath heavy, gaze roaming every limb, every inch of my flesh. I pull my boxer-briefs and pants up, and he catches my hand before I zip.
One breath, he says, “I need inside of you.”
Need.He’s dying to come. I let go and surrender to his desires. Whatever he needs, I’d offer him. With the smallest window of time, we urgently slip into the tiny walk-in pantry.
Maximoff shuts the door and yanks my pants and boxer-briefs back down while I unbutton his jeans, freeing his erection soon after. Our hot and heavy breaths mix together.
“Condom?” I ask him.
He pulls one out of his pocket.Of course.
We kiss in rough, hurried waves, and I steal his condom and roll it on his shaft. Faster than he would be. He spits in his palm for lube, the image sticking in my brain. Pulsing blood in my veins.
I turn, put my forearms on a shelf next to jars of peanut butter and jam, and bend slightly over. I feel his strong grip on my waist.
His deep, edged voice kills my fortitude. “I’m going to fuck you fast.”
I press my forehead to my arm, stifling a gnarled moan.
“Good,” I say, choked. “Fuck me fast.”
Maximoff eases into me, the pressure nerve-blistering and fucking…fuck. He sinks full in and starts thrusting with a quick, hungered pace.
I try to seize the wooden shelf, but my mind ascends to a place with zero common sense and just body-numbing feelings.Good fucking God.The pleasure wells up inside of me.
I grit my teeth, breathing hot, ragged breaths through my nose. I glance back, his gaze devouring the way his dick enters me in deep and fast repeated succession.
His satisfaction grips me in a stronger vice. Sweat coating his biceps, he quickens, holding me closer. My jaw aches, gritting down hard, and I let my lips part. A raspy groan barreling through.
“Fuck,” Maximoff growls into a low moan. “Farrow.” The wordsI’m about to comeare all over my name. His hand shifts from my waist to my muscular shoulder.
Cords in my neck pull taut, heart rate elevated, and then a feminine voice shouts, “Moffy!”
Jane.
Dammit.
“We’re home!!” she blatantly announces her presence. I assume to give us time to “collect” ourselves if we’re indecent.
We are very fucking indecent.
“Finish or pull out,” I tell Maximoff, voice hushed.
