My self-control went out the window without a fuckingparachute.
I buried my tongue in her mouth, squeezed her wrists tight and started fucking her hard and deep, kind of mid-tempo and hungry. I wasn’t chasing the finish, but I wasn’t holding back either. I wasn’t even thinking about coming. I just wanted to make Maggie come. Feel her shiver and shake and run out of breath in my arms and fall the fuckapart.
Make her feel the way she always made mefeel…
I wasn’t gonna eat her out or play with her clit or tease her to get her there. I was just gonna smother her until all she could feel with every part of her hot little body wasme. I was gonna crush her, devour her, fuck the hell out of that tight, swollen little pussy of hers until she screamed so loud they heard it in thecockpit.
So that’s what I did, with single-mindedfocus.
I fucked her until I was lost, too. Until all I could feel was her body pinned beneath mine. All I could taste was her taste; chocolate cake and Maggie. All I could hear were her soft, panting cries in my mouth, against my skin. All I could breathe was her softsmell.
Until her pussy convulsed around my dick and she screamed… that soft, ragged Maggie scream that totally did mein.
I felt the rush, the high of making her come gripping me… and the pleasure tearing right throughme.
My balls seized and my cock blew up. I drove into her hard, shooting deep, as she murmured, “Yes…” against my skin. I felt her nails digging into me, her teeth in my neck, her grip on me heightening thepleasure.
Fucking Christ.No way I could hold that oneback.
Maggie panted softly beneath me, kissing my neck and kinda humming happily. As my body gradually relaxed against hers, she twitched and squirmed a little. I was still inside her and every time she moved, it sent a twinge of raw pleasure up myspine.
“Fuck…” I sighed. “Sorry, babe. I couldn’t even helpit…”
“I loved it,” she said, her voice soft. She gazed up at me. “Why do you apologize? I love it when youcome.”
“Yeah. Can’t even hold it back with you. You just make me lose myshit…”
Her gray eyes searched mine. “Why does it botheryou?”
“That I can’t last for shit with you?” I rolled off her, carefully pulling out. “Because I’d love to be able to fuck you for hours,obviously.”
“You do fuck me for hours. Just because you come multiple times, and so do I, it’s not a fail, Zane. I love that you can’t hold back. Don’t you know that?” She drifted her hand over my chest and down my abs, making my muscles tighten. Everything was so fuckingsensitive.
Maggie knew it. She leaned in and flicked my pierced nipple with her tongue, sending pleasure sparking through my body. Then she sucked it into her mouth, and Jesus Christ, I wanted to fuck heragain.
Then she kissed her way up my chest. “I love it that you lose control with me,” she told me. “I love making you lose control.” She smoothed my hair back from my face and smirked. “I guess this is the one area of your life that I don’t mind you being so out of control. Sounpredictable.”
“It’s predictable as fuck, Maggie.” I relaxed beneath her with a satisfied sigh as she lay half on top of me. “Get you anywhere near my dick, and I can tell you exactly what’s gonnahappen.”
She grinned at me. “Well, your dick’s not complaining, and neither am I. So just enjoyit.”
My gaze wandered down her face to her tits, which were pressed against me. “Never said I didn’t enjoyit.”
“Good.”
She started to sit up, and my dick twitched at the sight of her perfect naked breasts, her perky, rosy nipples. “Fuck it. Let’s do itagain.”
Shelaughed.
* * *
“Iknowwhat this is about,Zane.”
I looked over at Maggie as we got dressed; she was tucking her top into her skirt as I did up my jeans. We didn’t end up doing it again. I would’ve loved to have this conversation while we were horizontal, but the jet was about to descend and the flight attendant had already knocked on thedoor.
“You want us to tell everyone we’re together,” she said gently. “I know you do. You bring it up everyday.”
“I do? Thought I was beingsubtle.”
