Chapter 49
Chapter Forty-Nine
Maximillian
“Are you sure?” I ask because even though I need her just as much, I want to make sure this is exactly the next step. “We’re doing this at your pace. I want you to feel comfortable with me.”
“I’ve missed you a lot. Not only you, but your body. Last night, even when I wasn’t feeling well, I wanted it,” she says, her voice needy and sultry, eyes smoldering with desire. “Don’t make me beg for it—for you.”
“You don’t have to beg for me, babe. You have me. All of me,” I say before I wrap my arms around her, and my mouth finds hers. Our kiss is slow and deep as we cling to each other. Her body presses against mine, carrying a hint of her jasmine scent. Each touch from her hands on my back is electrifying. With trembling fingers, I unbutton her blouse, revealing the delicate lace of her bra underneath.
She fumbles with the buttons on my jeans, and with a lift of my hips, I assist in shedding them. As my jeans hit the floor, my cock springs free, hard and ready. Zoe’s eyes widen, and she licks her lips, her gaze fixed on me with a hunger that makes my pulse race.
“Like what you see?” I murmur, my voice low and rough with desire. “You ready to take it all—with your mouth, with your little, tight cunt. I think we should try your ass too, baby.”
Her breath hitches, and she reaches out, her fingers lightly grazing the length of me, sending shivers up my spine. Her eyes lock onto mine as she leans forward, her tongue flicking out to taste the bead of precum at the tip. The sight and sensation make me groan.
“You’re perfect,” she whispers, her voice filled with awe and lust.
“Fuck, Zoe,” I growl, my voice rough with need. “You’re such a dirty little tease, aren’t you? Look at you, licking me like that. You want more, don’t you?”
She nods, her eyes dark with desire as she continues to lap at the head of my cock, her tongue swirling in a way that makes my head spin. “Yes,” she breathes, her voice quivering. “I want all of you.”
“Finish undressing,” I command, my tone firm and filled with anticipation. “I want to see every inch of that gorgeous body.”
She stands up, her hands trembling slightly as she unhooks her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her beautiful breasts are now fully exposed, and she hesitates for a moment before sliding her panties down her legs, revealing the last of her perfect, smooth skin.
“God, you’re stunning,” I murmur, my eyes raking over her body. “I’ve been dying to see you like this. Touch yourself for me, Zoe. Show me how much you want it.”
She bites her lip, her hand moving to cup one breast, her fingers teasing her nipple as she looks at me with dark, lust-filled eyes. “You like this, Max?” she whispers, her voice seductive.
“Fuck yes, I do,” I growl, my hand stroking my cock as I watch her. “Keep going. Slide those fingers down to that pretty pussy. I want to see how wet you are.”
Her breath hitches as her hand trails down her body, her fingers dipping between her legs. She gasps softly, her hips rocking slightly as she touches herself.
“Good girl,” I praise, my voice rough with desire. “Now bury those fingers deep inside your little cunt. Get them nice and wet for me.”
She moans as she obeys, her fingers disappearing into her slick folds. She moves them in and out, her breath coming faster as she pleasures herself.
“Now, pull them out and suck them clean,” I order, my eyes locked onto hers. “I want to see you taste yourself.”
Her eyes darken with lust as she withdraws her fingers, bringing them to her mouth. She wraps her lips around them, sucking eagerly, her tongue swirling around her digits.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” I murmur, my hand stroking my cock faster. “You love tasting yourself, don’t you? Such a dirty girl.”
She nods, her fingers glistening as she pulls them from her mouth. “Yes, Max,” she breathes. “I love it.”
My eyes devour her, taking in every curve, every line of her body. She’s a vision of pure desire, standing before me completely naked. I stroke my cock slowly, letting her see how much I want her, before licking the tip and groaning softly.
“Come here,” I say, my voice softer now but no less intense. “Let me feel you. Let me see how beautiful you look when you ride me. But first, grab a condom from my wallet.”
She’s about to follow my order but hesitates. She looks at me, her eyes filled with desire and longing. “Can we skip it?” she asks.
I hesitate, unsure of what to do. “Are you sure?”
She nods. “I mean, I’m already pregnant and they just tested me and I’m clear. Are you . . .”
I nod. “No STIs since my last physical and you’re the only woman I’ve been with for a while,” I confirm. “But are you sure?”
“Yes. One hundred percent sure. And you?”
I nod, my heart racing with excitement. This is a moment I will never forget; one that hopefully will bind us together forever.
“Okay,” I mumble, stunned by her boldness. “I can’t wait to feel every inch of you, baby,” I growl, my voice thick with desire. “Straddle me. Now.”
Zoe moves toward me, straddling my lap. Her skin is warm and soft against mine, and the anticipation between us crackles like electricity. As she positions herself over me, her eyes meet mine, filled with a mix of determination and need.
Her eyes lock onto mine, and for a moment, time stands still. Then, she lowers herself onto me slowly, her wetness enveloping me inch by inch. “Fuck, Zoe, you feel so good,” I groan, my hands gripping her hips tightly. “So tight, so perfect.”
She pauses, looking at me with a mix of desire and anticipation. “Talk to me, Max. Tell me what you want.”
“I want to bury myself in you, feel you squeeze every drop out of me,” I growl, my voice raw with need. “I want to watch your pretty little cunt take all of me. You’re so fucking sexy, Zoe.”
Her breath hitches as she takes me deeper, her eyes fluttering shut in pleasure. “God, Max,” she moans. “You’re so big. Fill me up.”
Her breath hitches, and she moves slowly at first, adjusting to the fullness. I can feel every movement, every twitch of her muscles as she settles onto me. Her hands rest on my shoulders for support, her fingers digging into my skin.
I grip her hips, guiding her movements as she begins to ride me. The rhythm starts slow, sensual, each rise and fall driving me wild. Her eyes never leave mine, filled with a mix of desire and vulnerability.
“That’s it, good girl,” I murmur, my voice thick with lust. “Take it all. You love feeling me inside you, don’t you? You love being filled by my cock.”
“Yes, yes,” she gasps, her hands clutching at my shoulders for support.
“Fuck, you’re amazing,” I groan, thrusting up to meet her every movement. “You make me so fucking hard. Ride me, Zoe. Show me how much you want it.”
“I want you so fucking much,” she whispers, her voice breathy and urgent as she digs her nails into my shoulders, her eyes locked onto mine.
I groan, my hands roaming her body, feeling the smooth curves of her back and the softness of her breasts pressed against my chest. “You’re all I think about, Zoe. Every minute of every day.”
“Max,” she breathes, her voice husky with need as she grinds her hips faster against mine. The friction and heat between us builds to a sweet, torturous pleasure, my every nerve ending alight with her touch. “I need more. I need you, Max.”
Her confession, her need for me, sends a jolt of white-hot desire through my veins.
In this moment, I can’t imagine a world where she isn’t mine, where her body doesn’t belong to me as much as mine does to her. Our bodies move together, a symphony of gasps and moans, our breaths in sync as we hurtle toward that delicious precipice of oblivion .
Her urgency echoes my own, surging through our connected bodies like wildfire. I grip her hips tighter, angling my hips up to meet her every thrust, driving us both higher. “You’re mine,” I growl, my voice low and raw with desire. “All mine.”
Her pace quickens, her moans growing louder as she bounces on my cock. I slide my hand between us, my fingers finding her clit and rubbing it in tight circles. “Max, I’m so close,” she whimpers, her voice trembling with need.
I press my lips to her ear, my voice a rough whisper. “Come for me, baby. Show me how much you want me. Squeeze me tight.”
“Feel how wet you are, Zoe,” I murmur, my voice dripping with desire. “Your little clit is so swollen. You’re such a dirty girl, aren’t you? Love it when I play with your clit while you ride my cock?”
“Yes, yes,” she cries out, her hips bucking as she grinds against my hand. “I’m going to come, Max.”
“Do it, baby. Come all over me,” I growl, my fingers relentless on her sensitive spot. “Let me feel you lose control.”
With a final, powerful thrust, she cries out, her orgasm crashing over her. Her body shudders, her walls clenching around me as she milks my cock. The tightness, the heat, the knowledge that I’m the one responsible for her ecstasy—it’s all too much. I follow her over the edge, our release crashing over us in a tumultuous wave, our cries of pleasure mingling.
As I feel my seed spill into her, marking her as mine, the primal satisfaction is overwhelming. “Feel that, Zoe?” I whisper roughly into her ear, my voice thick with possessiveness and need. “That’s me claiming you, filling you up. You’re mine, baby. All mine.”
Her eyes meet mine, and in that moment, I know she understands the depth of my need for her. The intensity of our connection leaves us both breathless, wrapped in the aftermath of our shared passion.
“Please, say it, baby,” I plead, my voice trembling with desperation. “I need to hear it.”
“Yours, Max. I’m yours.” She rests her head on my shoulder, satiated, tired, but I see the happiness in her eyes and I promise myself that I’ll always keep her like this. Happy.
“You were amazing,” I murmur, my voice filled with admiration as I kiss her forehead. “You make me so proud. You’re perfect, Zoe. I love you so fucking much.”
Her smile is soft, and she snuggles closer, her body still trembling slightly from the intensity of our lovemaking. “Thank you, Max,” she whispers, her voice filled with contentment.
I hold her tight, our bodies entwined, and I know that this moment is just the beginning of many more to come. We stay wrapped in each other’s arms, our breathing slowly returning to normal. The world outside fades away, leaving just the two of us, bound together by love and desire.