Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 79963 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79963 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
Max grinned. “It was the hottest thing I’d ever done.”
The next thing I knew Max had found my clit and wrapped his tongue around it. My body turned to liquid. He began to suck, the way only he knew how to. The beginnings of a climax started in my belly, increasing until it reached a crescendo.
“I’m going to come,” I whimpered.
Max pushed a finger in and fucked me rapidly with it. I came apart, seeing stars as my body shook and trembled.
“Open your eyes,” Max ordered. “I want to look into your eyes as I fuck you.”
I opened my eyes and a moment of intense intimacy passed between us, making me shiver with emotion. His eyes were dark with desire and something else. If I was given to fancies, I would call it possession. He looked at me as if he wanted to claim me as his own.
It felt as if we belonged to each other. Like two parts of a puzzle. It was surreal and crazy and I desperately wanted to hold on to it.
I let out a cry of pleasure and clung to his shoulders. As I got closer to orgasm, I dug into his skin, but as soon as I realized I might bruise him, I loosened my hold.
“Don’t hold back. I don’t care if you hurt me,” he growled. “I like knowing what I’m doing to you.”
I had never been with a man whose desire for me was so obvious and so deep. It made me feel like the most beautiful woman on earth.
I came a second time, this one was drawn out and sweet. I purred like a cat and raised my hips to him.
“I need this as badly as I need air,” Max growled moments before he came.
A glow spread through my body and I immediately cautioned myself. I shouldn’t read too much into his words. It was probably just sex talk. Maybe he said that to all the women he had sex with.
That thought brought a wave of jealousy within me that shook me by its strength. I imagined Max whispering loving words to a faceless woman and I came down from the high I’d been feeling.
His hands softly caressing my ass brought me back to the present, and I wanted to laugh at my ridiculousness. Here I was feeling jealous when I had no right to feel jealous at all. Max had not promised anything. I had no permanent claim on him.
Chapter 35
Max
“How much did this bed cost?” she asked.
I frowned. “What?”
“I wanted to know how much your bed cost?”
I stared at her curiously. What a strange question. “I don’t know. I paid a total price for the interior design and never looked at the detailed breakdown.”
“Oh. So you didn’t choose it.”
“Yes, I did. I was given a choice of five different types of beds and I went for this one, but the price was never discussed.”
“I see,” she murmured.
“Why do you ask?”
“No reason.”
“Tell me. Why is this information important to you?”
She took her phone out, scrolled through it and showed me a picture of a mood board that had the same bed as mine on it.”
“I don’t understand,” I said.
“I chose the same bed as you on my ‘dream house’ board. Only, I knew I couldn’t afford this bed so I was planning to get a carpenter to copy the headboard.”
“But this bed is special because of the handmade mattress.”
“Now that I have slept in it, I understand that,” she conceded, her expression self-deprecating. “It is the natural mistake of poor people to miss the nuances of true luxury that are obvious to rich people.”
“Tell you what… Let me buy it for you…”
She shook her head intently, a frown appearing on her forehead. “No, no, please don’t. I wasn’t trying to manipulate you into buying me a bed. I just wanted you to know we chose the same bed. It made me happy that we did.”
Contemplatively, I caressed her curvy ass, squeezing and cupping her tightly. My enemy had chosen well. Not only did she play her part perfectly, she had the sexiest body of any woman I had ever met and I was utterly captivated by it. My cock, still buried inside her, started to stir.
She let out a soft laugh. “You’re not serious.”
“Do you blame my cock for being excited to be where it is?”
She laughed softly. “I like having your cock inside me. I wish I could fall asleep like this.”
“I certainly won’t be able to,” I said, even though I loathed the idea of being kicked out. This was new to me. Wanting to fall asleep with my dick buried deep inside a woman. Shit. Who would have thought it could feel so perfect? So fucking right.
She shifted and my cock grew harder.
My hands moved to her hips and I rocked her up and down. Her inner walls, slick with wetness clenched around my cock. Suddenly, a ringing sound interrupted us. Lillian tensed. She glanced back at me, her face apologetic.