Page 29 of Cross Point

“Oh yeah. That…” She shrugged. “Many have tried, but I’m still alive. Trust me when I say that I’m a hard woman to get rid of.”

“I can believe that. Still, you deserve to live a life away from danger. Where you are pampered and cherished and can have anything and everything you want at your fingertips.”

She smiled. “I’d be bored to death within a week.”

He opened his mouth, then closed it again. His gaze lowered again, his hand stroking over the tattoo on her hip, trailing his fingertips down the lines over her thigh. “Now this is a little bit wicked. I guess I have a bad girl in bed with me.”

“Do you have any ink?”

He shook his head. “I’m not exactly the type.”

She grinned. “Oh, I don’t know. I bet you have a little bad boy in you.”

“Sweetheart, you have no idea.” His blue eyes sparkled with amusement as he moved his body lower, spreading her thighs wide. “I guess I’ll just have to show you that you won’t be bored with me.”

Without warning his head lowered, diving down to lap and suck at the juices dripping from her pussy. She let out a strangled cry and her thighs tightened around his head in a reflective move. His hands came up to push her legs apart again, spreading her wide so he wouldn’t be denied what he wanted. His tongue swirled over her sensitive clit, and two fingers pushed inside her clenching hole, making her hips jerk off the bed.

“This is mine.” His voice was a rough, low whisper of need. Of ownership. He fucked his fingers into her hard, spreading the tight walls of her pussy getting her ready for his large cock. “Say it, Trinity. Say that you want me here, in you. That you need it as much as I do.”

“God, yes!”

She cried out as he buried his head against her pussy again, sucking on her clit as his fingers jabbed into her, working her ruthlessly to a fever pitch so that her entire body shook as she came.

“Max!”

Before her orgasm faded, he covered her body with his. He took her lips in a brutal kiss as he shoved his massive cock into her still spasming pussy, filling her completely. Her back arched at the satisfying burn of being shoved full of his thick shaft. Her hands grabbed hold of his biceps, desperately needing something to hold onto as the pleasure overwhelmed her. She tore her mouth away from his, gasping for air as she remembered something she should have mentioned before.

“Fucking hell. Condom. We forgot. I’m clean, but I was with Jackson a few nights ago, and even though he said he was too—”

His nostrils flared as he thrust into her hard. “Don’t say his fucking name while I’m inside you. I’m clean. I know he wouldn’t have been with you if he wasn’t clean, as well. Did you let him fuck you like this? Without anything between you?”

“Yes.”

He pulled his hips back, then surged forward again, impaling her on his thick cock so her tight muscles spasmed and gripped at his entire shaft.

“Then I am just going to have to make damn sure you forget about him, aren’t I?” he growled.

Not waiting for her to respond, he began pounding into her. His hips pistoned against her in a punishing rhythm that took her breath away. Never one to lie there and take it, she hooked a leg around his and flipped them so she was on top. He was so deep that she felt like she was sitting on a pole.

She swiveled her hips and hummed at the pleasure it gave her. When his hands gripped her hips, she began rocking on him slowly. She started moving faster, undulating her hip like she was performing an erotic dance on him.

Maxwell was completely mesmerized by her. She was like a pagan goddess taking what she wanted from him. He watched as her hands traveled up her torso to her breasts, holding the full globes steady as she rode him hard. When she tweaked her nipples to heighten her own pleasure, he swore as he felt her pussy tighten around his cock.

With a snarl, he flipped them again. Hearing her throaty laughter had his blood heating, and his cock grew impossibly thicker until he felt like he would burst.

Damn her, she was driving him insane.

Knees braced on the bed for leverage, he jerked her hands up so they were braced next to her head, held in place by his own. He felt something shift inside his chest as she laced their fingers together. Somehow that act seemed more intimate than having his cock shoved inside her pussy.

It made him want her even more.

They came together like two combatants fighting for supremacy, mouths fused, tongues dueling as they raced toward the ecstasy awaiting them. He felt her pussy fluttering around his cock and pulled back, wanting to see the pleasure on her face as she came.

What was between them needed no words.

Their eyes met and held as her body tightened around him, squeezing his cock almost to the point of pain. His balls drew up tight as he jerked against her, thrusting deep and hard, riding out her orgasm to prolong her pleasure. He groaned when he could no longer hold back and shudders wracked his body. His release exploded from the tip of his cock, filling her with his seed until his body felt completely empty.

Depleted of energy, he collapsed, remembering at the last second to shift sideways so he didn’t crush her with his full weight. His eyes closed, contentment seeping into every pore as her arms came around him. She held him close to her, one of her hands stroking softly through his hair as the other caressed his back.

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