True to his word, he’s devouring me like a peach. His head is between my legs, which are bent and shaking, and his delicious beard and mustache scratch and taunt my most sensitive skin.
Electric shocks shoot all the way to the arches of my feet, to my toes, and he holds me still by the two thick fingers sliding deeper, in and out of my core.
My stomach muscles jerk, and I cry out, riding another wave of orgasm gripping my body. “Oh my god, Maverick.” I gasp, rolling to my side. “That’s four!”
“I knew you could do it.” His chin shines from the wetness he’s drawing from my body, and he nips the inside of my thigh, making me yelp.
I’m riding his hand, but I want his cock. Even if it looks like a dare, I want it. I ache for it.
“I want your dick inside me now.”
“And you call me a dirty talker.” He grins up at me. “Shit, I just got harder.”
“Fill me.” I gasp, unable to wait any longer. “I want my come on you.”
He kisses the crease of my inner thigh, driving me wild. His head moves higher, to my lower belly, and his soft hair falls over his broad shoulder.
As he straightens, I’m able to slide around his hard body like a cat.
“Good I love your tits.” He lifts my breasts in both hands, kneading and kissing and sucking my nipples.
“Maverick,” I gasp. “You’re taking my breath away.”
He moves higher, sliding his palm up my forehead and looking straight into my eyes a moment. His are so deep and dark and hooded. Then he smiles, pulling my lips with his, sliding his tongue against mine.
He’s soap and leather and mint and the flavors of the sea… salt and musk and all of my orgasms. Peaches…
My nose wrinkles and I start to laugh, breaking our kiss, and he smile-frowns down at me. “What is it?”
“You won the peach-eating contest.”
He breaks into a laugh, his handsome face lighting up, and he leans down to plant another fiery kiss behind my ear. “You have the best peaches, so soft and juicy and warm.”
“Fuck me, Maverick,” I groan.
His smile disappears, and he kisses me again before standing straight, allowing me to see his gorgeous body. He takes his cock in his hand, fisting it up and down.
“You’re so beautiful.” His voice is hushed. “I want to killanyone who would take your beautiful body and not leave you satisfied. Lazy assholes.”
Holding out my hands, I reach for him. “If you don’t get in me right now…”
He slides his tip up and down my dripping core before pressing it inside me. His jaw clenches, and my eyes flinch as he continues.
“That’s right,” he whispers. “You’re so sexy. So perfect.”
I moan and quiver at his invasion. He stretches me past what I’m used to, and I hiss as my body opens to accommodate his size. His fingers tickle my inner thighs, and I moan.
“Such a good girl.” His voice is low, soothing, encouraging. “Such a sweet pussy. I’m gonna come so hard inside you.”
“God, Mav,” I gasp. “The way you talk to me.”
He plants his large hand on the bed above my shoulder, his elbow bends and he leans down to capture my lips, pulling them and stroking me with his tongue before rising up to watch.
“You like that?”
“Yes.”
“More?”
