15. Maks
15
MAKS
I t’s all I can do to make myself wait until we get to the bedroom. I walk Lindsey backward, I remove her clothes one layer at a time, taking every last strip of fabric until she’s wearing nothing but her glasses. Then I move on to mine, leaving a trail of discarded items as I steer her blindly down the hall. She lets me do the work as she keeps our lips locked, her fingers twined in my hair, refusing to break the kiss until we’re both gasping for breath. My lungs burn for oxygen, but my ravenous appetite overrides even my most basic needs as I claim her lips with the same enthusiasm as she kisses me.
I can feel the desperation in her touch, the need for relief. She has so little control over her life right now, so much built-up frustration. Maybe I’m taking advantage of her situation, tempting her with a different kind of release—a metaphorical freedom—because I can’t give her what she really wants. But I can’t seem to stop myself. Being near Lindsey night after night, hour after hour, is slowly driving me insane. I’ve tried to control myself, to keep my distance as best as I can, but it only took one word from her to shatter my resolve, and I feel my convictions slowly slipping away every time I get a taste of her. She’s an addiction. Now that I know the high of being inside her, I keep coming back for more.
As we spill onto the bed together, her naked body warm and lithe as she squirms beneath me, I know I’m in trouble—I’m in too deep. Telling Lindsey that, after Emiliano is dead, she will never have to see me again was more painful than I anticipated. I don’t know if I’m capable of simply letting her go, and guilt gnaws at my stomach to realize my selfish desire for her could be what made her question my honesty. In truth, I’ve never been more at war with myself. I stepped into a trap of my own making, because I can’t have a relationship with her in the long run—it will put her life at risk, and I won’t allow that. But the thought of watching her walk out of my life is nothing short of agonizing.
Knowing that is what drives my need to get her out of my system—to fuck her until the novelty of it has worn off and I have no more excuse to want her as badly as I do. But this insatiable desire only seems to build over time, so tonight, I intend to satisfy every last dirty fantasy I’ve had about Lindsey. Maybe then, I’ll be able to keep my word.
I’m half-crazed with the need to feel her orgasm soaking my cock, and as her legs wrap around my hips, her golden hair fanning around her head like a halo, I grasp my hard length and stroke my tip across her clit then press between her slick folds. Lindsey mewls, her back arching and her taut nipples brushing across my pecs as her hips roll beneath me. Without warning, her hot entrance finds my cockhead, and I sink into her an inch without a latex barrier to separate us.
“ Fuck, ” I groan, plunging deeper because her silky wetness feels too fucking good to resist.
Lindsey cries out as her walls ripple along my length, and her legs wrap around my hips as she finds her climax. Holding me buried in her depths, she comes on my cock after the first hard thrust. Her tight heat nearly sends me over the edge, and I grind my teeth, my muscles straining to hold my load despite the most exquisite sensation I’ve ever felt. The powerful clench of her pussy around me is almost more than I can stand. Nothing has ever felt this good. I want to stay buried inside her forever, and as her hips rock, chasing her pleasure, I move with her.
I’ve never had unprotected sex before. Though I’ve been with plenty of women, I’ve always been careful to wear condoms to avoid any unwanted consequences, so claiming Lindsey with no barrier between us is beyond stimulating. She feels fucking glorious, and it’s all I can do to hold out as I pound her throbbing pussy, stretching her tight walls with each powerful thrust. It’s a good thing I already came in her mouth. Otherwise, I would have come as soon as I was inside her. Still, the urge to unleash my inner beast on her is driving me mad, and I fuck her hard and fast, punishing her with pleasure.
“Oh god, Maks!” she cries, bucking beneath me, and I pin her down with my hips, driving inside her with my cock as I grind against her clit.
Her fingers release my hair, making my scalp prickle with relief, and my balls tighten dangerously as she runs her palms down my chest and across my abs. If she keeps touching me like that, I won’t have time to pull out of her. Hooking one elbow beneath each of her knees, I reach up and snag her hands, pinning them to the bed at her sides as I adjust our position. Her thighs spread for me, exposing her glistening pink lips as her toes point toward the ceiling, and with her hands trapped near her hips, she’s entirely at my mercy.
“Fuck, you feel so good, little rabbit,” I groan as our skin slaps wetly together, her breasts bouncing with each deep thrust.
“You’re so big,” she gasps, her voice strained as she quivers beneath me, but behind her oversized glasses, Lindsey’s blue eyes are heavily lidded with lust, her lips softly parted in an expression of intense pleasure.
“You take all of me so well,” I murmur, holding her in place by her wrists as I slide in and out of her hot depths.
I lean in, my shoulders extending her legs further, her knees spreading toward her breasts as I capture one hard nipple between my lips, and Lindsey whimpers. Her pussy clenches around me, and a rush of electricity ripples up my spine. She’s so responsive, so eager to come for me, even after our fight. In the back of my mind, I’m still sorting through how things escalated so quickly from nothing into a full-blown argument. Despite my best efforts to make Lindsey’s situation as comfortable as possible, she still feels trapped. Her distress over being stuck with me cuts deeper than I knew it could. It’s why I rose to her bait, let her pick a fight, and now I want to punish her for it. I want to claim a part of her no man has before—I want to own all of her in a way no man ever can again.
Releasing Lindsey’s nipple with a sharp pop, I brush my lips across the valley between her breasts to take the other taut nub in my mouth, and I suck it against my lips, swirling the hard peak until Lindsey cries out, her body tightening around me.
“Come for me again, zaya ,” I murmur against her soft flesh.
Lindsey’s wrists strain against my hold, her chest heaving and her back bowing as she pants with each powerful penetration. I know she’s on the brink as her walls swell around me, her channel flooding with arousal until the friction makes my spine tingle and my balls ache. Her head tips up, her mouth opening on a silent cry, and it’s the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen—Lindsey just moments before climax.
“Maks!” she screams, falling apart around me once more.
Her walls milk my length, urging me to follow her into oblivion, begging me to fill her pussy with my cum and damn the consequences. For half a second, I’m consumed by madness and dangerously tempted to do just that. I want to give her a reason she can never be rid of me. But I couldn’t do that to her. Lindsey might never forgive me if I got her pregnant after everything I’ve put her through.
With a grunt, I pull out of her abruptly, releasing one of her hands as I grip my painfully hard erection. “Play with yourself, little rabbit,” I command, and my cock throbs as she does what I say without hesitation, swirling the glistening arousal over her clit with her fingers.
I can feel her twitching beneath me with the aftershocks of her release, see her pulsing beneath her delicate fingertips, and if I weren’t so fucking turned on, I would be tempted to take their place with my lips. But I won’t stop until I’ve had every last inch of her tonight, and I’m so close to the edge, I need to come inside her.
I’ve been working on Lindsey’s ass these past few weeks, coaxing her into relaxing so she can take more of me at a time, but I haven’t fucked her there yet, and I want to so badly my balls feel bruised and tender. Collecting her arousal on my fingers, I generously lubricate her puckered hole to minimize her pain.
“Wait, Maks,” Lindsey gasps, her eyes flying wide as I line my cockhead up with her back entrance, and her fingers stop circling her clit.
“Relax, zaya . Breathe. And don’t stop playing with yourself,” I coach, my voice deep and ragged with desire. “Tonight, I will have all of you. You’re ready for me, and you don’t get to leave until I’m done with you.”
Lindsey’s breath hitches, and a shudder ripples through her body as goosebumps erupt across her chest, hardening her nipples. She bites her lower lip, tempting me to take it between my teeth, then she sucks in a deep breath through her nose, and her fingers start to tease her clit once more.
“ Good girl, ” I rasp, slowly pressing my hips forward until the tight muscles start to relax.
Her resistance buckles as her tension gives all at once, and Lindsey cries out when my thick tip pops inside her tight ring. Her muscles clench around me, and stars explode behind my eyelids at the intense pleasure of penetrating her. My cock is the only one she’s taken in this hole, and the victory of that unleashes a possessive satisfaction inside me that I’ve never felt before.
“Fuck, Maks, ” she moans as I inch deeper.
She’s so fucking tight, it almost hurts, but her slick arousal from coming on my cock twice gave me enough lubrication that I know she can take all of me.
“Breathe, baby girl,” I remind her, leaning in to run my tongue along the sensitive skin of her throat.
Lindsey sucks in a sharp breath, her muscles gripping me hard, and she nods as I lift my head to meet her eyes. Pursing her lips, she releases the oxygen trapped in her lungs. The fruity scent of wine fills the air between us, and I lean in to capture her lips, my tongue stroking between her teeth as she relaxes around me so I push the rest of the way inside her. I swallow her cry of pain-laced pleasure as I pause buried to the hilt in her ass. With my free hand, I explore her body, my fingertips brushing across her soft skin, teasing the hard points of her nipples as I stimulate her excitement. Lindsey’s hand moves aside as my palm travels down the flat planes of her stomach, my fingers finding her clit, and she whimpers, her muscles clenching around me as I start to circle the sensitive flesh.
She shivers against me as she sucks in a ragged breath, and I know she’s ready for more as her hips start to rock, grinding up against my hand.
“Greedy little rabbit, aren’t you?” I tease. “Are you ready to come with me in your ass?” I growl, my cock swollen and throbbing inside her virgin hole.
Lindsey nods, her head lifting off the bed to seal our lips in a kiss, and I devour her as I claim all of her holes at once. Her whimpers transform into mewls of pleasure as I ease in and out of her tight ass, my fingers keeping pace with my hips as my thumb relentlessly rolls her clit. She feels so fucking good writhing beneath me, her wet heat wrapped around me as she takes me like her body was made for my pleasure. Everything about Lindsey intoxicates me, from the sweet scent of her soft skin to the noises she makes as I claim her. She’s a glutton for punishment, turned on by the pain and pleasure, and fuck if that doesn’t make me even harder.
I’m supposed to be getting Lindsey out of my system, fucking her everywhere and in every way I can think of so, when the time comes, I’ll be done with her. But instead, it feels like I’m claiming her for my own. Every time I’m buried inside her, I want to make her mine. I want to mark her body so no other man will ever dare touch her. And when I come inside her tonight, I want to be the only man who ever has the privilege of filling her with cum.
“Fuck, you feel so fucking good,” I growl, my thrusts growing more intense as an animal desire consumes me, my arousal making it impossible to hold back.
A low moan rises from Lindsey’s chest, growing in volume as she tightens around me, her body nearing climax. Her nails dig into my back as she clings to me like her life depends on it, and her hips roll beneath me, seeking relief as she takes my cock all the way inside her.
“You like that?” I murmur, nipping the shell of her ear. “You like it when I fuck your ass, zaya ?”
“Yes!” she cries, shuddering violently.
“Then, come with me, little rabbit. Fuck , I’m going to fill you up.”
I press my lips to the tender skin behind her ear, suctioning it with my mouth, and Lindsey screams as her pussy clenches, her ass gripping my cock like a vise. The pleasure is so intense, I couldn’t stop myself from coming if I wanted, but I’ve never wanted to come so badly in my life. Thrusting forward to the hilt, I flood her ass with my cum, and I’m shocked by just how much of it I pump inside her. Lindsey ripples around me, her orgasm long and lingering, urging every last drop of my release into her body until my cum is leaking out around my throbbing length.
“ Fuck, ” I groan, pressing my forehead into the bed beside her head as I stay buried inside her. I breathe heavily, raking in oxygen to try and stop the world from spinning. I came so hard, black dots burst across my vision, and now that I’m finished, it feels as though all my frustration is gone, replaced by a deep sense of triumph that makes my pulse pound.
Lindsey releases a breathy laugh that ends in a whimper when I twitch inside her. The heat of her anger seems to be gone as well, a warm satisfaction softening her expression, and her lips curl into a lazy smile that makes my chest ache.
“That was—” She shakes her head as she searches for the right word and releases a breath through her nose.
“Good?” I suggest with a low chuckle, and I slowly ease out of her.
A shiver ripples through her body, a soft gasp parting her lips, and the wordless objection makes me instantly harden again.
“So much better than good,” she confesses, her cheeks flushing a delicate pink.
I smirk and lean in to brush my lips across hers. “I’m going to take a shower. Care to join?”
Lindsey groans, and my cock twitches, thickening against my leg.
“I’m not sure I can move,” she says as I rock back off the bed, and for one glorious moment, I get the perfect view of her open thighs, her glistening pink folds, and my pearly cum oozing from her tight hole. Then she rolls lazily onto her side and scoots toward the edge of the bed. “But a shower sounds nice, and I should probably clean off.”
Meeting her at the edge of the bed, I take her hand and pull her onto her feet, wrapping an arm around her waist until her bare skin is firmly pressed against mine. We’re both slick with sweat, the moisture cool between us as I lean in for another kiss.
“I can help with that,” I murmur against her lips.
Lindsey pulls back, her fingers running gently across my pecs, and she peers up at me through her thick lashes. “We’re just having fun, right?”
The question feels loaded and heavy with emotion, and my stomach twists. This was never supposed to be serious, but it feels like I keep creeping closer to that line, and I have to be careful not to cross it.
“We’re just having fun,” I confirm, trapping the sides of Lindsey’s glasses between my fingers and thumbs and lifting them gently from her face. I lean around her to set them on the bedside table and open the drawer, then pluck a condom out.
Her gaze heats as she watches me palm the foil packet, and the Baltic-blue intensity of her eyes makes me rock-hard. Tightening my arm around her hips, I pick her up, and she wraps her legs around me, her lips finding mine as I carry her toward the shower.