He hums against me in approval. He seems to be enjoying this almost as much as I am. The vibrations from the noises he makes send me over the edge, falling, screaming in sweet release. My whole body feels the pleasure that rushes through me as I scream his name, but he doesn’t relent. He keeps going until he has taken every ounce of my orgasm from me.
“That was fucking spectacular. I could eat you for my every meal.” He says as he gently swirls his finger over me. Itfeels oddly intimate, seeing the look of awe on his face as he stares down at me. “Beautiful.”
I can’t find my voice to speak, so I just continue to watch him. Not once did I panic when he touched me. All I wanted was more. Normally, I would have run after kissing a man, never mind what he just did to me. My body has always known what it wants, and that is, without a doubt, Max.
I am deceased. Lying in a daze of extreme sexual exhaustion, but he isn’t finished with me yet.
“I need to be inside of you, Lou. I have thought about those days with you back in your student house every day. Don’t make me wait another day.” He says firmly, eyes wide as that sliver of vulnerability shines through.
“What are you waiting for?” I ask, breathless as excitement starts to build all over again.
The things this man does to me are incomparable. All it takes is one look in my direction, and my vagina is ready to go.
“You. Only ever you.”
Fuck me senseless. I can hear my heartbeat thumping loudly in my ears as it races at his words. The need to touch him is too much to resist. I slowly edge closer to him as he disregards his clothes. I don’t stop until I am finally back in his lap. My bare pussy is flush against his thick cock, and I start to do what I did earlier, rocking forward and back over him. Only this time, there is nothing between us.
His large palms grab onto my thighs. All I can hear is our breathless moans and the sound of my previous release as he guides me over him. Within seconds, I am already panting, the tip of his beautiful dick hitting my sweet spot again.
“I can’t take it anymore, Sugar. Lift up for me like the good girl you are and take it all.”
He doesn’t have to ask me twice.
I lift onto my knees, then leisurely drop down onto him. Taking him in slowly, inch by inch. It is complete torture in the most beautiful way. It’s been so long that I feel full already. I don’t know how he will be able to fit.
“You can do it, baby. Your pussy is clenching me so tight right now, wanting more. Give it what it needs.” He groans out through clenched teeth. His hands are moving up my body to hold me by the waist. I slam down the rest of the way. “Fuck!” he hisses. “Such a good fucking girl.”
Well, I never knew I had a praise kink. But from the way my arousal just coated him, I definitely know now. Arching my body back, I grasp onto his thighs and start to ride him, fast. I can’t slow myself down. I’m hot, horny, and in need of him. It’s been far too long to take it easy right now.
He must feel the same way, his hips lifting to hit that deep spot, meeting me thrust for thrust.
“Max!” I cry out as a second orgasm washes over me. He feels even bigger now inside of me, or is it the way I’m clenching around him as I ride out the pleasure?
“Lucy.” He growls back as he holds me still, his cock pulsing as he fills me up with his own release.
What the hell was that? I remember it being good, well, more than good. But this, this was like a full out of body experience. I can’t tear my gaze away from him. We are both trying to catch our breath, lost in our own world. As if only he and I exist.
Exhaustion finally wins out, and I sag forward onto him. His warm arms wrap around me to hold me tight to his chest. I just lay there, my ear pressed against his pec with the steady sound of his heartbeat lulling me into a peaceful daze.
I can’t move, can’t speak. My body is a boneless heap, and his arms are the only thing holding me together. How did I goso long without him? Was I crazy to run away in the first place? It must just be my sex clouded mind talking.
A faint buzzing sound of an incoming call comes from the heap of clothes scattered on the floor. But neither of us makes a move to find out who it's coming from.
Until it starts up again, pretty much as soon as it stopped. Then the other phone starts to vibrate.
“That’s strange, Tommy must have gotten back to the apartment and is wondering where I am.” Max guesses as we finally untangle from each other to get our phones.
Nine missed calls.
Four from Fallon and five from Dad.
Max leans over with a furrowed brow to check my phone after checking his. “Something isn’t right. Mum and Fallon have been calling me too.” He begins to type out a message when another incoming call comes through. “Hi Mum, what’s u…”
I can hear a panicked voice on the other side of the line, but can’t hear what they’re saying.
“Shit, where’s Tommy? Does he know? No, okay, I will go pick him up and meet you there. He’s got to be back by now.”
What’s going on? I check the time to see it’s already after 2 am. Fuck, Dad and Liz should have been back hours ago, and here I am fucking my stepbrother on their living room couch! What the hell is wrong with me?
“I’m on my way. Keep me updated,” he says briskly and ends the call, standing to throw his clothes back on in a hurry. “We’ve got to go. There’s been an accident outside Harry’s bar. Maya and Harry are in a bad way, and Fallon is having a breakdown. Tommy isn’t answering his phone, and he needs to know what’s happening; he’s going to be beside himself…”
“Listen, calm down. You’re rambling and not making any sense. You go and get Tommy, and I will meet you at thehospital.” I say, trying my best to keep my cool, though on the inside I’m freaking the fuck out.
“Okay, okay,” he comes over to me and tilts my face up to his, resting his forehead against mine. “Promise me this wasn’t just a blip, and that we can talk about it when all this is sorted? I’m scared to leave you in case you run away again.”
“I promise, I won't run from you this time.”
