Chapter 30
Megan
The bed sunk next to me, the bed sheets rustling, sliding back over my skin. I managed to stripe out of my clothes in my sleep. It was too hot for me under all these covers. Max’s scent warps its way around me as he pulls me closer to him. His hair is slightly damp, the fresh scent of eucalyptus and cedar graze against my senses. My body finally touches his, skin on skin. His rock-hard dick pushes up against my ass. A part of me is telling my body, don’t move, let him hold you. The other half of my body is craving for the thickness of him to push inside me.
He takes a deep breath, shuddering as he presses his nose against my neck. He has one hand thrusted under my neck, fingers idly tracing the skin on my breasts, the other slowly dancing up my side grazing the soft under part of my breast before trailing lazily back down to my hip. I try to hold myself in control. I want to grind against him, move my hips just a bit so his hand dips down between my thighs.
We’ve practically lived together for a little over a month now and have yet to have sex. Just him eating me out like I was the only meal he wanted. Which I wasn’t complaining about, he has a mouth like a fucking god. He wouldn’t let me touch him though, a torture on its own because I have seen what that man is packing, and it is fucking glorious.
I hear him sigh as he rests his hand on my hip, before I have the chance to tell him I’m awake, his cock thrusts its way from resting against my ass to firmly between my thighs, sliding right between my folds. It’s so hot and hard. He thrusts his hips, sliding himself back and forth, rubbing against my clit to the point that I am a soaking mess.
He growls in my ear, “baby girl, if you’re awake, moan for me.” Like a command I open up my mouth and do as I’m told. His fingers grip my hip hard, eliciting another moan from my lips. “You’re such a good girl.”
Instantly I find myself sliding along his thick length, soaking him from how wet I am. He groans into my skin, gripping my hip harder. His hand that was idly tracing circles on my breast, gripped the soft skin, fingertips dancing along my nipples. A soft moan escapes from my lips as a wave of pleasure threatens to rip through me. My blood thrums at his touch, aching for more. I wan to release all over him.
“Look at you, taking all control,” he whispered into my head, kissing down my neck. I sucked in a deep breath then a sudden pulse of pain shot into my neck, he sunk his teeth into me, a pleasure I never had felt before. A scream of pleasure ruptured from me, my core threatening to wave me through release as he bit harder.
“Cum for me, baby girl,” he growls into my ear, pinching my nipple hard and pulling it. I can’t control myself, my release crushing like a wave over me, soaking his cock in my wetness. “Good girl.”
I pant heavily, rolling over in his arms. He captured my lips before I could speak. He tasted like a vanilla bourbon, thrilling and enticing. I love his taste; the smell of his soap wrapping itself around me. We kissed for what felt like forever, his tongue tracing mine.
He broke our kiss finally and smiled at me. “Sit on my face and ride me,” he commanded, pulling me up on top of him forcing me to climb up his body to staddle his face. I hovered above his face second guessing, “Suffocate me with those fucking thighs like a good fucking girl.”
He pulled me down onto his face and I rode him like my life was depending on me coming. His tongue drove deep inside me, but I wanted more. I grinded harder on his face, but he didn’t cave. No tapping out. He kept lapping up my essence like it was the only thing keeping him alive.
I reached my hand back, grabbing his cock in my hand, and squeezed. A moan rippled through him and straight into my core. I slid off his face and down his body, lining him up to my entrance. I hesitate, looking into his dark blue eyes, then smile. “You’re mine.”
His eyes widen as I slide myself onto his length feeling it stretch me the deeper it went. I had to hold myself still as a tremor of pleasure ripped through me with such force. He laid there, still, both hands now gripping the soft flesh at my hips. His jaw tightened as I began to slowly slide up and down his thick, long length. I have never been with a man this big!
As I ground down on him one more time, he growled, “You’re so fucking tight. If you move one more fucking time, that’s it, I’m done for.” I smile at him as his fingers grip my hips, forcing me to continue to ride him. I was about to come undone in pure bliss.
My pussy tightens around his cock, a clear warning. His eyes flash, as he growls, moving his hands from my hips and going straight for my breasts. His fingers pinch my nipples hard, sending a wave of pleasure as he thrusts up into me just as hard. My moans turning from soft blissful panting to full on screams of euphoric ecstasy.
“I’m going to cum!” I scream, feeling the wave about to crash to shore. He puts one hand around my back and pulls me down against him. His cock buried so deep in me. He kisses me passionately, his hand moving into my hair.
“Do it baby girl,” he whispers as he thrusts up once more, holding me down on him as our waves crash into each other. Our bodies a sweaty, heated mess, but still, he holds me against him. Our breath tangling into one another, our bodies barely keeping from shaking.
He finally slips out of me as his cum drips down between my thighs. He scoops me up into his arms and pulls us both out of bed. “Let’s get you cleaned up,” he says as he carries me to the bathroom. I looked at the bed as we walked away, sex rumpled, sheets on the floor, and I smiled. It has been too long since I actually enjoyed sex.
He set me down on the black marble countertop in the bathroom, right between the his and her sinks. His bathroom was big, white tiles on the floor with grey walls and a standing glass shower. There was a tub in the house, but it was not in this bathroom. If I wanted to soak I would have to go to the guest room, where I used to stay.
I watched as Max turned on the shower, flexing his back muscles like he was in the gym showing off to his buddies. My eyes trailed lower to take in a nice glimpse of his ass, tone and tan. I swear this man goes to a tanning booth. I slowly take him in, noticing pale scars across his back. Some were small, like precise cuts, others were long and jagged. The one that stood out the most was a large x-like cross on his back, it was the largest and the deepest scar I could see. It wasn’t a pale scar like the others, it was more of a reddish fleshy scar. The longer slash went from his right shoulder all the way down to his left hip, the other slash was shorter going from below his left shoulder blade to right at the top of his right hip bone.
I have been living with this man and never once noticed these scars, nor the large dragon tattoo. It was beautiful, a large black dragon that sprawled across his right side of his body, the head resting on his shoulder. It had beautiful violet eyes that look like gemstones against the dark scales.
“Like it?” he asked as he turned to look at me. His eyes focusing on my lips, waiting for a response.
“It’s beautiful. Did it hurt?” I ask him as he comes back over to me after testing the water. He spread my legs and settled between then holding me close to his body. I wrap my legs around him and he hoists me up from the countertop and walks us over to the shower.
“I didn’t feel it. I’ve dealt with worse pain than that,” he says as he walks us under the water. Before I can utter another word, his lips crash into mine as he holds me tighter. I squeeze my legs around his waist, feeling his cock harden again trying to push it’s way back into me. “You know, I was trying to hold off fucking you right?” He states as he breaks our kiss. I watch as the water trails down his neck and down his chest.
“Why?” I whisper into the water that graces his lips.
“Because I knew once I fucked you, I would be ruined. I knew I wouldn’t want to fucking stop. You would break me and have full control of me,” he utters each sentence like he is making a vow. “Megan, if you think you can get rid of me now that I’ve had you.” He pauses, pushing me up against the wall, “You’ve got another thing coming.”
He slams his cock into my pussy slamming us against the wall, my legs squeeze tighter around his waist pulling him in deeper. He pulled one of his hands free from my waist and wraps it around my throat. I panic, fear seeping into me at the memory of having the air choked out of my lungs, but he kept his pace. Plunging me deeper and deeper into myself. Max’s fingers gave a quick squeeze pulling my attention back to him.
“I won’t ever hurt you, just trust me,” his lips crashed onto mine as he squeezed my throat tight but not tight enough that I couldn’t still breath. I tried to relax my brain, his trusts keeping pace with my heartbeat. I wrapped my arms around his neck and dug my nails into his muscles. He groaned at the sharp pain, shuddering under my touch. His cock thrusted harder into me, harder and harder. I could feel my pussy clenching onto him for dear life. I didn’t want him to stop.
I dug my nails hard into his shoulders forcing a snarl out of him that sent goosebumps over my skin. His eyes met mine once more and he smiled, flashing his beautifully white teeth before he sunk them into the rose-colored flesh of my nipples. A ripple of pleasure and pain tore through me, bringing me to the point of release.
“Be a good girl and come for me,” he demands, his deep voice sending vibrations through me body. I dig my fingers harder into his shoulders, feeling them puncture his flesh. A roar ripped from his throat as he spilled into me, pulling me through my crashing wave of release. His hand released my throat, sliding back down my body to my ass.
“Is this going to be an all-night thing?” I jokingly ask as he walks us back under the falling water.
“This is going to be the rest of your life, fucked and left dripping daily,” he pressed his lips against my throat. “I just need you to trust me.”
“I’ll try.” I reply, hugging onto him, watching the water snake down our bodies. I felt so complete and so tired that I could fall asleep right here.
“Close you’re eyes baby girl, I got you,” Max whispers as he one hangs the pump on the soap and starts to rubs the suds all over my body cleaning me off. If he drags his hand across my clit or my entrance, all bets are off, and I will throw him on the ground and ride him until my legs lock and I can’t move
“I’m not trying to excite you; I need to get you back to sleep soon. Stop trying to ride my dick,” He commands as I unintentionally slide myself up and down his length.
“Then tell your dick to not be so damn hard. That thing is fucking glorious!” I share with pure admiration and horniness. I could totally go for another fucking.
“Then stop being so damn attractive and maybe it will go down,” he laughs, finishing up his quick clean up of our bodies. He was quick but thorough making sure all of our parts were clean without making us both hornier than we already are.
After he rinses us off and gets us out of the shower, he dries us both off then takes us back to bed. This time he wraps me in the sheet and curls up to me. “Get some sleep sweetheart. Tomorrow is going to be a busy day.” He kisses my head as I curl up into his chest. The sound of his heart lulls me back to sleep. What a peaceful sound.