Chapter Twenty-Two
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
MAX
I don’t let her rest. When her hips stop grinding against my face, using me to get more friction, I sit up. Needing her, I crawl up her body, positioning us perfectly. Skin against skin, her soft to my hard, we collide together. My cock slides easily through her wet folds, teasing us both.
“Max,” she whispers, urging me on. “Please. I need you.” Her breathy voice has me on the edge of coming, but I need to be inside her before I let that happen. Her passage is slick and hot as I push my way in. She’s tight. I slowly press forward until my shaft is completely swallowed. I’ve never felt anything so perfect. The view of my cock sliding in and out of her is so erotic my balls draw up tighter. Every nerve ending feels electric as we rock together.
“Fuck, you feel good.” I pump my hips faster, needing to feel her squeeze me tighter.
“Yes, right there. Oh God,” Sabrina cries, her nails digging into my back. The hint of pain notches up the pleasure, and I can feel myself on the edge.
“Come for me, babe.” I quicken my pace again, slightly moving us across the bed. “Come for me.” Sweat gathers on my brow as I angle my hips just a little…more.
“Oh shit.” Her shout of surprise lets me know I’ve hit her G-spot. I can feel her tightening up.
“Yeah. Fuck, yes.”
Her back arches, hands gripping my biceps as waves of pleasure crash over her. Her pussy walls squeeze me tighter as her orgasm hits. I thrust into her harder, once, twice, three times before my release hits. My movements get slower, and I look down at Sabrina with wonder. Pride swells in my chest when I see her dazed look.
“See, babe?” I whisper into her hair as we both catch our breath. “I’m feeling better by the second.”
She must still be in a daze or too content to fight me anymore. “Yeah,” she agrees. Her stunned expression turns mischievous. “I might need to be convinced again.”
I gently tackle her, our laughter ringing out through the house.