Chapter 22 Kaspar #2
With that thought in mind, I kissed down his neck, pulled the collar of his shirt down, and sucked along his collarbone. And holy phoenix tails, I could actually take all his clothes off. A thrill shot through me at the thought of finally seeing Max completely naked.
Before we got to that, though, I needed him to see that I truly did find every single part of him sexy. So I knelt between his legs and worked on untying his pants, then pulled on them.
“Up.” I tapped Max’s hip, and he lifted so I could slip his pants and underwear off.
His half-hard cock twitched when I looked at it, so I gave it a kiss on the tip and winked at Max, making him gasp and grin.
I sat back just a little so I could kiss the knee of his right leg, then trailed my lips up his inner thigh.
He sucked in a shaky breath as I licked my way around his cock, not touching him where I knew he most wanted it.
I’d get to it, but I liked teasing him too much to dive right in. I wanted to savor him, lick every inch of skin I could until I knew what every part of him tasted like.
I kissed my way down his left thigh, and the closer I got to his stump, the tenser he became. Which wasn’t what I wanted at all, so I sat back on my heels and looked up at him.
“Am I hurting you?”
He shook his head. “No.”
“But you don’t like it.” It was more a statement than a question. “I’m sorry. I won’t—”
“It’s not that. It’s… it feels good. It’s just… I’m not used to anyone touching it. I thought… I guess I thought you’d avoid it altogether.”
“Do you want me to stop?”
He shook his head. “Never.” He said it with such vehemence I could do nothing but believe him.
So I went back to kissing his leg, but when I saw how red and swollen it was, I picked up the jar of salve I’d left on the nightstand, opened it, and rubbed it into his skin as gently as I could while continuing to press kisses higher up on his thigh and right under the hem of his shirt.
To my utter delight, his cock grew harder with every touch, so I kept it up until I was sure his stump was taken care of and he was no longer focused on it at all.
I wiped the salve residue on my pants, then licked up the side of his cock, making him hiss.
With a grin, I did it again before I licked a circle around his tip, then trailing my tongue down.
I couldn’t decide if I wanted to keep licking him here or if I should finish getting him naked and taste another part of his skin.
After another minute spent working his cock, getting him naked won out because I really, really needed to see what Max had under that shirt of his.
I reached for the hem, tugging it up and letting my lips follow its trail.
When it reached his chin, Max peeled it the rest of the way off and threw it to the floor, then lay back on the bed in full display.
I leaned back again, taking my fill of the sexy man who was made of muscle.
Good goddesses, he was the sexiest man I’d ever seen.
His muscles were toned under his smooth, tan skin, and he had a little hair on his chest that I wanted to run my fingers through.
He was lean, but so fucking strong in every sense of the word.
My fingertips grazed his skin, running up his abs, along his ribs, and into that furry chest I needed to nuzzle before the night was over.
“You’re beautiful,” I whispered, awe and want clear in my voice.
He let out a huff of laughter. “Not a word anyone’s ever used to describe me before.”
“Then they’ve clearly never seen you naked.”
He laughed again, shaking his head, then he tugged on my shirt. “How am I completely naked, and you’re still fully clothed?”
“Clearly, you’re slacking.”
With a snort, he pulled my shirt over my head and added it to the growing pile of clothes on the floor. He gestured to my boots. “Take those off and then get your pants off.”
“Aye, aye, Captain.” I paused. “Well, first mate.” Who should be captain.
He shook his head, clearly amused, and my heart fluttered in happiness, so pleased to see him out of his head and in the moment now instead of worrying about his leg.
I quickly undressed, trying my best not to fall into my own head now that he was seeing me as well.
I wasn’t as big as he was, but I had defined muscles after working as a blacksmith’s apprentice for years and spending so long on this ship.
So at least I had that going for me. But even after all this time, my skin was pretty pale and somehow covered in even more freckles than when I first stowed away. The sun had brought them out in waves.
But considering Max seemed to like my freckles, that wasn’t a bad thing at all.
As soon as I was naked, Max pulled me back between his legs, keeping me standing while he sat on the edge of the bed, and he swallowed down my cock before I even knew what he was doing. I screamed out, then quickly covered my mouth with my hand.
Yes, we had privacy here, but I didn’t want to wake the entire ship up, either.
Max laughed around my cock, and the vibrations just about killed me. My knees felt ready to give out, but Max must’ve sensed it because he wrapped an arm around my waist, keeping me steady.
He sucked and licked and swirled his tongue for at least a minute before I gave his shoulder a push.
“Max.” I was so breathless, I could barely speak. “Max. You’re gonna make me… arghghhhgh.”
He laughed again, and I had to bite my own wrist to keep from screaming out.
After another loud moan, I murmured, “I’m gonna… and I want… I want you inside me.”
That finally got his attention, and he pulled off to look up at me. “Yeah?”
I nodded vigorously, almost feeling drunk with pleasure. “Yes. Can you… do you have any oil?”
He reached over to his nightstand and opened the drawer, pulling a jar out. “Here.” He put the jar on the bed, leaned back on one hand, grabbed my hand with the other, and tugged me closer. “Come here.”
I climbed on his lap, straddling his legs and didn’t hesitate to take his mouth with my own.
His arm came around me as he used his other to scoot us back toward his pillows against the wall.
I tried to help by putting weight on my knees and ended up making it worse, and Max and I both laughed when we landed with a thud.
But it was fine because he was able to lean back on his pillows, which freed up his hands. He put them to good use, rubbing up and down my back before he dipped his fingers in the oil and brought them to my hole. He circled it a few times before pressing his finger inside.
I groaned and leaned my forehead on his shoulder.
Max froze. “Are you alright?”
I blew out a breath. “Oh my goddesses, yes. Feels good. Keep going.”
He pushed farther in, then started moving his finger in and out, and I gently bit his shoulder, then kissed my way up his neck until I reached his mouth.
By the time he added a second finger, I was pressing back against him, begging for more. He added another finger, and I was afraid I wouldn’t even get to the main event before I exploded.
“Fucking hell, Kas. You should see yourself. You’re so gorgeous, fucking yourself on my fingers.”
“Oh goddesses,” I breathed out. “You’re gonna kill me. Please, Max. I need you inside me. Now.”
He grinned and pulled his fingers free, making me whimper. But I didn’t let that stop me from covering his hard cock with the oil and lining him up with my hole.
With one hand gripping him, the other on his shoulder, and Max’s hands on my hips, I met his eyes as I slowly lowered myself onto him. The burn when he pushed through the ring of muscle made me hiss and pause, and Max leaned forward to kiss my lips.
“Okay?”
I grinned and sent him a wink. “Better than, babe.”
He kissed my lips again, and I sank down another inch before pausing. Max kept rubbing my thighs and ass, letting me go at my own pace and having the patience of a saint.
We both sighed as I sat down fully flush to him, and I buried my face in his neck, breathing him in while my body adjusted.
Max rubbed my back and thighs, kissed my hair, and held me sweetly, even though I knew he was dying for me to move.
When I finally felt like I could, I lifted myself up and slowly back down, making us both moan.
“Holy shit, Kas, you feel so damn good.”
“So… do… you.” I sped up my pace a tiny bit, and I moaned so loud, we both froze and looked at each other with wide eyes.
After a beat, we laughed, and Max pulled my mouth close to his, murmuring, “Sounds like I need to keep your mouth busy.”
I huffed out a laugh that turned into a groan as he devoured my mouth with his own. His tongue matched the pace I set, slow and sensual and oh so good. But after a few minutes, I couldn’t keep up the slow pace. I needed more. I needed him deeper, harder, faster.
So I sped up and moved with more force, and Max thrust up to meet my every move.
Max’s arms wrapped tighter around me, his fingers digging into one ass cheek and a shoulder blade, and I could tell from the little sounds he was making that he was as close as I was.
And knowing that ramped everything up to a million for me.
My hips moved faster of their own accord, the sound of skin smacking skin filled the cabin.
I couldn’t catch my breath, so I pulled my mouth from his and rested our foreheads together, meeting his dark brown eyes that were filled with so much lust and need, but also with so much affection, so much fondness.
So much affection, he was practically bleeding with it.
I managed to whisper, “I’m so… close, Max.”
He made a strangled noise in his throat, then pulled my mouth back to his as he shuddered and groaned beneath me. Heat filled me, and feeling him fill me, knowing I was the one who’d done that to Max, who’d made him feel pleasure in that way, put me over the edge.
My body quaked as I spilled between us, pleasure making my entire body feel like a live wire. My vision blurred as I squeezed my eyes shut and held onto Max, my Max, with everything I had.