Chapter 18 Maya #2
“God, you’re fucking gorgeous,” he says. “And still wearing too many clothes. I want to see all of you.”
His hands drag down my sides to push my leggings down. I hold onto his shoulders as he helps me step out of them. When they’re off, he kneels, lifting his gaze to mine. My stomach quivers when he places a kiss above my panties, then strips them off, leaving me completely bare.
Kneading the soft flare of my hips, he trails more teasing kisses along my pelvis.
I cry out when he buries his face against me to taste my pussy.
He encourages me to open my legs, nudging my thigh until I blindly find the bed frame to prop my foot on while his mouth seals over my clit.
I sink my fingers in his thick brown hair, holding on.
“Oh god,” I whimper.
“Does it feel good?” His hot breath ghosting across my sensitive skin makes me shudder.
“Yes.”
He lavishes my pussy with more attention until my chest heaves with each breath and my hips rock with every sensual swipe of his tongue. But he pulls back before I come. I smother a disappointed noise as he gets to his feet and pulls me against him.
Easton’s mouth hovers over mine. “Maya.”
“Yes?”
“I’m going to make you forget the word friend when I’m around.”
My breath hitches. “What do you mean?”
“If I haven’t made it crystal clear, I don’t want to be your friend whenever I do this.”
He claims my mouth, the kiss burning me up as much as his roaming touch.
“There’s no one else. Do you understand?” he rasps against my lips.
I nod. “You want to be my boyfriend, not my friend.”
“Boyfriend,” he repeats with a cocky tilt to his lips. “Yeah, I like the sound of that. Say it again, baby.”
I thought I’d never be someone who dated hockey players again, but there’s nothing making me uneasy. This isn’t the wrong decision.
A laugh puffs out of me. “Easton Blake is my boyfriend.”
He rumbles in approval, arms cinching tighter around me. “Damn right I am. You’re all mine. And I don’t share.”
I bite my lip. “I’m not telling my brother until after your second game against Elmwood. I don’t want him trying to kill you on the ice for being my boyfriend.”
“Let’s forget about your brother right now.”
I gasp as he picks me up and takes us to the bed, covering my body with his. He chuckles against my throat, the rough noise causing a delicious tug in my stomach.
“What?”
“Your neck is all red.” His fingertips trace a shape, then he seals his lips over it. “I like you wearing my marks.”
I wrap my legs around him, scraping my nails across his shoulder. “Then I need to give you a matching hickey.”
“You can mark me all you want, baby.” His teeth graze my throat. “But right now, I want to play with that pretty pussy while I eat it.”
His lips map a path across every curve of my body before he settles between my thighs with my vibrator in one hand and a wicked smile. He starts off with just his mouth, sucking lightly on my clit. I melt against the sheets with a sigh.
The buzz of the toy turning on makes my stomach tighten in anticipation. My breathing thickens when he spends a moment working it over my pussy. Each time he finds a spot that makes my hips buck, he keeps the toy there.
By the time he uses it on my clit, I’m unable to keep still. My legs tremble, opening wider, then squeezing around him.
“Oh god,” I breathe. “Yes. Please.”
He pushes the vibrator into my hand. I’m so dizzy with pleasure, I automatically grip it, allowing him to guide me to use it on myself. I rub it right where I like it, shuddering at the filthy noises he makes while he eats me out.
The sensations of his mouth and the vibrations stimulating my clit overwhelm me. His fingers clamp around my wrist when I try to move the vibrator away. He guides my hand back in place to keep the toy against my clit.
“Keep holding this here. You’re going to be a good girl and come on my tongue.”
A strangled noise catches in my throat when he pins my hips to the bed and takes me apart by paying attention to every sign my body gives him that I’m close.
It’s too much.
With a strangled gasp, I fall over the edge. The orgasm hits me hard, the pleasure far more heightened than anything I’ve experienced alone. My core erupts with wave after wave of ecstasy that seems to go on forever.
“That’s it. I’ve got you,” he rasps. “Let me taste you.”
He groans against me, the noise electrifying me. He takes control of the vibrator again. My mouth drops open and I arch, arousal cresting once more before the first orgasm fades.
“Fuck,” I whimper. “I—I’m coming again.”
He still doesn’t stop. Not until I finally push him away three more mind-melting orgasms later.
While I’m catching my breath, Easton sets the toy aside, stretching out next to me. He props on his elbow, blue eyes roaming my face with awe.
“Damn, baby. You’re such a beautiful sight.” His knuckles brush my cheek. “You okay?”
I manage a nod. “That was…”
“So fucking hot,” he finishes for me.
I nod again, a laugh escaping me. Rolling into him, I press my lips to his. He kisses me back with a languid hum, stroking my spine with his fingertips.
“Why am I the only one who’s naked? Lose these.” I give his sweats an insistent tug.
His grin is smug. “You want to see my cock?”
“See it. Taste it.” I wriggle closer. “Feel it inside me.”
He pins me to the mattress with a gravelly rumble. “Yeah?” He grinds his erection against my sensitive pussy. “You want me to fuck you?”
I bite my lip, meeting his eyes while I roll my hips to meet his. They flare with lust, pupils darkening.
“You are…” He pushes out a ragged breath. “So damn sexy. But I won’t fuck you today. Not yet.”
I blink. “What? Why?”
My body still craves more.
He cups my face, kissing me deeply. “I’m just getting you warmed up so when I do fuck you, I have you begging for it.”
I narrow my eyes without any heat. “I told you I don’t beg.”
“I heard you begging to come when my tongue was inside you.”
He smirks, moving to sit on the edge of the bed. His palm splays on my stomach and teases the underside of my tits.
“As much as I want to stay and make you come again and again, I have to go back to my place before practice.” He leans down to brush his mouth over mine, then takes the vibrator and drags the tip over my nipple.
“But I want you to stay in this bed and use this on your pussy while you think about how good it’ll be when I fill you up with my cock. ”
My thighs clamp together and I fight back a shiver. “Don’t listen to any voice chats I send you until you’re alone, then. Unless you want everyone to hear what I sound like when I come.”
“Fuck, Maya.”
Threading his fingers through my hair, he steals another kiss. I take the vibrator and click it on before slipping it between my legs. He swallows my moans, grip tightening in my hair until I tremble with another orgasm.
When he pulls back, I give him a hazy smile.
“You’re killing me.” Chuckling ruefully, he kisses my forehead. “If I don’t leave right now, I’m going to say fuck it.”
“I wouldn’t complain.”
“I really have to go.” He gets dressed, lingering by the door on his way out. “Make yourself come a lot for me, baby.”
I haven’t stopped teasing myself with the toy, smirking at him while my lashes flutter. “Have a good practice. Make sure you focus instead of thinking about me coming over and over.”
“Jesus.” He scrubs a hand over his face and adjusts his dick in his sweats so his erection isn’t as obvious. “You’re going to be the death of me, woman.”
My laugh breaks off into a moan. “And you’ll love every second of it.”
He rakes a hand through his hair, giving me one of the heart-stopping smiles that floods me with a warm glow.
“Yeah. I have no doubt I will.”
Easton watches me come again, then leaves me in my bed, naked and indulgently enjoying wringing every ounce of pleasure with the help of my toys.