“I love you, Max. I never stopped.” I pant out, my eyes watering as emotion overwhelms me.
“I never stopped loving you either.” He replies, before taking my lips with this.
As soon as his skin touches mine, I am completely lost in all that is Max. His touch, his warmth, his smell. All of it consumes me. My body is alight with the happiness that being with him like this always does. Nothing is enough for me right now. I need him inside of me, the connection that it brings to make me feel whole again. It’s been less than a week, and I’m acting like a starved beast.
“Max.” I whimper his name into his mouth.
He knows exactly what it is I need.
He lowers me back to the ground and spins me, so my back is against his chest. His hand comes up to scoop my hair over my shoulder, leaving one side of my neck bare. My heartbeat is thumping so loud in anticipation, I can feel it everywhere he touches. Gently, he leans in and leaves soft,open-mouthed kisses along the side of my neck. I shiver in delight and rock myself back into him.
“Sugar,” he growls, not moving from the crook of my neck.
With one hand, he cups my breast as the other trails down my back. Once he gets to the hem of my skirt, he lifts it above my arse. Giving my cheek a quick, firm squeeze, he hooks his finger under the string of my thong and yanks them down my legs.
The moment the cool air hits my already soaking centre, I gasp out loud. But Max is only just starting. Using his knee, he spreads my legs apart, making the ache for him even more unbearable. Then I hear the sound of his zipper lowering.
Holy shit.
My whole body is pulsing with need. Need for him to fill me. To take the ache away and replace it with pleasure. With the palm of his hand, he presses me forward so I’m open, ready, and waiting for him. I spread my legs slightly further apart and brace my hands on my knees. I can feel the heat of his cock as he slides it through my folds, lubing himself up for what’s to come.
“I’m sorry, baby, I’m not going to last long. Right now, I need to be inside of you.” He groans out just before sliding all the way inside of me.
A low moan leaves me at the intrusion. In this position, he feels so deep. I have never felt so full. He rocks into me slowly at first, taking his sweet arse time and groaning in response.
“Fuck, baby. You were made for me. This pretty pussy only belongs to me.” I shudder at his words. He knows damn well how much he turns me on by speaking this way.
“Max. I need you. To fuck me. Now.” I grind out.
I’m so close to the edge, but I need more. So much more.
“My greedy girl.”
I can hear the smile in his words as his grip on my hips tightens. Without missing a beat, he picks up the pace, fucking me the way I love it. Fast and hard.
I’m panting and toeing the line of bliss within no time at all. With the help of his hands, I meet him for every thrust, my moans getting louder and higher-pitched. His dick seems to feel even bigger now, or is it that my walls are clamping him so tight? Either way, I fucking love it.
He reaches a hand around my front and pinches my clit. I can’t contain the scream that leaves me, my orgasm crashing into me like the waves only a few meters away from us. I’m dragging in lungfuls of the sea air, as I ride out the rest. I was so lost in the moment, I didn’t even register that Max had cum too.
He doesn’t pull out of me, though. He just uses his hand to gently follow the path of my spine.
When he does eventually pull back, he spins me back to him and takes me into his arms. My legs can barely hold me up after that.
A small chuckle leaves his lips.
“What?” I ask, smiling up at him.
“We missed the sunrise.” He beams down at me.
Looking up at the sky, I realise how bright it is now. How could we have missed that? It just goes to show how much he consumes everything around me.
“Max, you are my sunrise.” I say, leaving a quick kiss on his cheek, “But, how the hell are we going to sneak back now?”
