Chapter 19 #2
But with him, everything was amazing and I longed to please him. In doing so, I sensed another level of freedom. Yet I closed my eyes, now biting down on my lower lip with enough force I tasted blood.
With my head lolled to the side, I brushed the tips of my fingers down both sides of my neck. Almost immediately I was rewarded with a seductive growl. He continued to tease and encourage, floating the rough pads of his fingers along the sensitive insides of my thighs.
Ticklish all over, my body spasmed and I tossed my head from side to side.
It was impossible to keep from laughing even as I rolled my index fingers around my already taut nipples.
The wash of emotions and electric vibrations was amazing, pushing me further away from the suffocation I normally experienced.
I was finally able to let go, enjoying the moment of wickedness. After taking a deep breath, the shame washed away, leaving only the stark sense of desire that he so easily had dragged out of me. All sound seemed to fade, the sweet peace of pleasure incredible.
As soon as I finally pinched my nipples, he lowered his head, darting his tongue around my clit. He took his time, indulging in a sweet feast while I twisted my hardened buds until the pain drifted into utter pleasure.
Maverick held me in place, his strong fingers digging into my skin. So dominating. So possessive. For all the times I’d insisted I’d never want a controlling man, here I was savoring every moment.
His tongue plunged deep inside, his lips working my pussy lips as he pinched my clit until I moaned. The sound floated away, somehow captivating me. Being here with him meant more to me than he could understand.
Two fingers became three then four, all flexed open as he pumped with wild abandon. When he hit my G-spot, I jerked up from the pool deck, gasping for air. I’d never experienced such crazed sensations. I’d also never felt so alive and on fire.
Fingers. Tongue. Lips. They were a perfect orchestration, working together in a beautiful symphony. The man knew exactly how to play me, already knowing every inch of my body. I was floating free, lost in a sweet bliss that I never wanted to end.
But my body had other things in mind, betraying me only minutes later. An orgasm swept up from my toes, forcing a series of strangled sounds from my throat.
Stars in vibrant colors floated in front of my eyes and the beautiful fog allowed me to fade away into a surreal moment.
He refused to stop, his tongue doing masterful things to my pussy. There was something to be said about being lost in a man’s art of pleasure. He buried his entire face into my wetness, licking and sucking every drop of my juice. Within a few seconds, another climax rushed into me.
“Oh. Oh. Yes!” I smacked my hand across my mouth, laughing after hearing the animalistic cry.
All the while, I was serenaded with his gruff sounds, keeping me excited and on the delicious plateau. When I finally came down from the extreme high, he pressed his lips across one leg then the other before easing me back into the water.
“Sweet and tangy,” he murmured as he nuzzled against the side of my neck.
“You can’t have both.”
“You don’t think so?”
“Nope.” I pushed against his shoulders, offering a salacious look. He wasn’t the kind of man to lose a competition to anyone. Without a second thought, he captured my mouth, holding our lips in position for several seconds.
But soon he thrust his tongue inside, battling with mine to prove me wrong. The taste of me on his lips was sexy as hell. He enjoyed the small win, the kiss becoming a passionate roar.
However, I sensed by how his cock throbbed, pulsing erratically that his patience was waning. The powerful man needed satisfaction.
I was proven right.
As soon as he spun me around, I gripped the edge, pushing up as he kicked my legs further apart.
The next series of hard smacks was jarring, but every sensation was powerful. I was still lightheaded, incapable of focusing on anything. Just the way he wanted me. I was still lingering in the feeling of being fucked long and hard when he thrust his cock back into my pussy.
My muscles clamped around the thick invasion, pulling him in even deeper.
He pulled me away from the edge, gripping my hips as he fucked me like a wild animal.
I was crazed with desire, so much so I could barely breathe.
He knew exactly what he was doing to me, keeping me on edge then slowing down, cracking his hand on my bottom once again.
The heat building between us was insane, so intense I had difficulty catching a full breath. He wasn’t interested in stopped or allowing me to collect myself.
Water pounded over us, the brutal thudding as he drove in hard and fast a powerful aphrodisiac. I was lost in the moment, engaged in the warmth of his scent and the rush of heat from his touch.
Maybe that’s why I didn’t notice when he pressed his cockhead against the crack of my ass. I barely realized what he was doing when he rolled the tip up and down. And only when he’d driven inside my darkened hole by an inch did I finally respond.
Stiffening, I clawed the edge of the pool as I rose onto my toes. He kept one hand gripping my hip and pulled hair from around my shoulders with the other.
“Relax, baby girl. Just relax. I’m going to make you feel so damn good.” There was no stopping him, not that I wanted to. He pushed another inch inside, allowing me to catch my breath for a few seconds.
The pain ripped at my breath but was short lived as pleasure rolled through me.
He took his time pushing in an inch at a time.
When he was fully seated inside, he pressed the full weight of his body to my heated skin and the vibrations were off the charts.
We moved together as we’d done before only, I had no illusion about who was in charge.
He wasn’t about to allow me to have any control.
He pulled out, driving into me again. And again. When he finally gripped my fingers, I lolled my head on his shoulder, staring up at the stars.
They were even more beautiful tonight, allowing me to feel that reckless abandon I’d wanted so desperately to have in my life.
For a little while, we were as one, rocking together as if we were meant to be. This wasn’t love, but it was something even stronger, more sustainable because above anyone else in my life, I knew I could trust him.
That was something special and no one could ever take that away from us.
Including the monster.
I was aware the moment he was ready to surrender to his own needs, every muscle in his body tense. As his actions slowed, I did what I could to rip that little bit of control away from him by squeezing my muscles.
Until his body stiffened and he erupted deep inside.