Chapter Thirty-One Maksim
When I woke up the next morning, I had Sarah’s warm body pressed to my front, and Voxie’s furry body pressed against my shoulders. I brought my arm up to stroke Voxie’s soft fur. “You might want to g-go to your scratching post because I’m about to d-do despicable t-things to your mom again.”
Voxie merely purred and butted her head against my neck. “I’m serious, Vox. It’s not appropriate for you.”
With a flick of her tail, Voxie jumped off the bed. Turning my attention to Sarah, I slid my palm up over her ribcage. At her shiver, I asked, “Are you awake?”
Nodding, she replied, “You woke me telling Voxie you were going to do despicable things to me.”
I chuckled. “Do you object?”
“Never.”
After cupping her breast, I gave it a firm squeeze. “Are you t-too sore this morning?”
“Someone thinks very highly of himself,” Sarah mused to which I pinched her nipple. She gasped more with pleasure than pain.
“I was being kind since I went pretty hard on you last night.”
“Multiple times.”
“Multiple positions and multiple locations.”
“Mm, yes.”
“Have you g-got one more left in you?”
She glanced up at me. “For you, I have more than one.”
Leaning over, I brought my lips to hers. After breaking the kiss, I said, “On your knees.”
“Yes, sir,” Sarah replied with a wink.
Once she was in position, I moved behind her to where her back was against me. She threw a glance at me over her shoulder. “What are you going to do to me?”
My fingers gripped her hips tighter. “Should you be asking questions or taking what I give you?”
Heat flared in her eyes. “Take what you give me, sir.”
“I thought so.”
I dipped my head to graze her jugular with my teeth. “Where’s your vibrator?”
The urge to question me flashed in her expression, but she dutifully replied, “In the top drawer of my nightstand.”
Leaning over on the mattress, I then used one hand to slide open the drawer. I bit down on my lip to keep from chuckling at the sight of the sparkly purple silicone. Nothing about Sarah screamed girly colors for anything, least of all a vibrator.
“Lean back.”
Once her head rested against my chest, I said, “Spread your legs.”
After Sarah eagerly obeyed me, I turned the vibrator on. A shudder echoed through her body at the loud hm. I slid the vibrator down her breast bone and over one of her breasts.
She gasped as it zinged one of her nipples. As I circled the hardening nub, Sarah began thrust her hips up, desperate for friction from the building tension. “You like that, my little slut?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Do you want me to keep going?”
“Yes . . . please.”
Her breath hitched as the vibrator trailed down her abdomen. When it reached the top of her pussy, Sarah bit down on her lip in the anticipation of what was to come. As I pressed it against her throbbing clit, she cried out.
Raising her hips, she worked herself against the masterful vibrations. With my free hand, I squeezed one of her breasts, stopping from time to time to pinch one of the nipples. Just as she was getting close to coming, I moved the vibrator off her clit.
“Maksim, please,” she sobbed.
Hearing my name on her lips at that moment sent pride rocketing through me. I never wanted to stop hearing her calling out to me.
To appease her, I plunged the vibrator inside Sarah. Pressing the tip forward toward her pubic bone, I let it rest against her g-spot. “Oh God! Oh Maksim, yes! Yes!” she cried.
Her thighs began trembling, and her head rocked from side to side.
She continued moaning with pleasure. My cock was growing hard against her ass.
I debated between letting her come on the vibrator or making her wait until I plunged deep inside her.
But then I figured it wouldn’t hurt to make her come yet again once I was inside her.
“Maksim!” she shrieked as her hips seized up and she began convulsing in her orgasm.
I hated that I couldn’t see her face to see the pleasure reflecting in it. She’d looked so sexy and beautiful before. After pulling the vibrator out of her, I tossed it onto the bed. With my free hand, I grabbed one of the condoms off the top of the nightstand and brought it to my teeth to open it.
After ripping it open, I slid it down my length. “Are you ready?”
“For a good nap?” she asked teasingly.
With a growl, I gripped her hips and flipped her around. I wanted to be able to look into her eyes when I was inside her. “You’re entirely too sassy after you come.”
As she grinned lazily at me, her hand came to my cheek. “Guess you only have yourself to blame for that.”
I leaned my cheek into her hand. “You make me t-too soft.”
Glancing between us, Sarah mused, “Oh, you mean I make you rock fucking hard.”
Grinning, I replied, “I’m not t-talking about my cock.”
“But I like to talk about it. Especially how much pleasure it gives me.”
I smacked her pussy, causing her to shriek. “You have such a smart mouth.”
“And you love it.”
“I fucking do.”
I then guided my erection to her core. Rubbing my cock against her entrance, I said, “I’m g-going to fuck your brains out.”
“Sounds good to me.” She then raised up on her knees, and her hand helped mine to glide me inside her slickened core. When she eased down on me, our eyes locked, and we both sucked in a harsh breath.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” I said as I panted against her breasts.
Placing her hands on my shoulders, Sarah began riding me. She alternated between swiveling her hips clockwise and counterclockwise. I couldn’t help but be reminded of how she’d ridden me at the hunt.
With a grimace, I pushed those thoughts out of my mind. This wasn’t the past. This was here and now. She’d chosen me, not the Beast.
Sarah’s hand came to my cheek. “Are you okay?”
“Fine.”
“But you looked like you were in pain.”
“I promise it’s a good pain”
With a sultry smile, she began rising off of my cock again. She’d rise up to where I almost fell free of her body and then she’d slam back down on me. After letting her set the pace, my hands came to the globes of her ass. I squeezed them as she bounced on and off of my dick.
I wanted to stay inside her all night, feeling her soft skin rubbing against mine, the silky strands of her hair falling in my face, and her pert tits just within reach of my mouth.
When I felt her walls tightening around me, I flipped her over onto her back. Sitting up on my knees, I began relentlessly pounding into her. “Maksim!” Sarah cried as she came.
I continued thrusting into her as her convulsing walls milked my dick. With a shout, I lost myself to the overwhelming pleasure of being buried inside her.
After my dick had stopped pulsing, I quickly eased out of Sarah before she could realize I was still hard just like the Beast would’ve been.
With my back to her, I slid the condom off.
When I glanced over my shoulder, I found Sarah watching me with a satiated smile.
“I’m not sure I’m going to be able to walk tomorrow.”
I threw her an apologetic look. “Was I too rough this time?”
“No. I loved every minute of it,” she replied in a husky tone.
“So did I.”
Glancing back down at my cock, I grimaced. “I’m going to grab a shower.”
“Do you want company?” she asked suggestively.
I forced a laugh. “I don’t want to wear you out. Rest up for now.”
“Okay,” she replied with a yawn.
Hurrying into the bathroom, I turned the shower on lukewarm water to ease the situation. The last thing I wanted was to be caught jerking off in case Sarah came in. As my dick started going down, I let my head fall back against the shower stall.
Once I was soft, I got out of the shower.
When I came out of the bathroom, Sarah was asleep.
Standing at the bedside, I watched her peacefully dream.
I would’ve given anything to have that peace.
My mind was a hive of out-of-control thoughts brought on by my fucked up life choices.
More than just thoughts, there was fear.
I feared how much longer I was going to be able to keep up the facade that I wasn’t the Beast, especially now that we were sleeping together.
I feared the pain I was going to cause her when she learned the truth. How once again a man in her life would’ve abused her trust and love.
Most of all, I feared that I wouldn’t be able to survive when the truth was out and my world imploded.
“Maksim?” Sarah murmured drowsily. Her eyes were still closed with sleep. I don’t know how she sensed me.
“Yeah?” I choked out.
“Come to bed.”
“Okay.”
After flicking back the covers, I quickly slid inside and spooned up behind Sarah. She gave a contented sigh when I pressed myself against her.
Although she quickly fell back asleep, I lay there for hours, staring at the ceiling as my mind spun out of control. And my chest ached with regret.