Page 22 of Awakening Anna

“I need you, Max. I need you to touch me.”

“I’m right here, baby.” Instead of taking over, as she’d expected, he pressed his fingers against the back of hers, shifting the movement, increasing the pressure.

His other hand covered the one fondling her breast, squeezing as his lips found her other nipple and sucked hard. Anna gasped, head falling back in complete abandon. As she arched against his mouth, Max guided her hand lower, down through her folds to her opening. They each slid a finger inside, causing Anna to buck forward.

“Easy, baby,” Max said against her skin. “Ride it out.” Anna’s entire body shook, but she followed the rhythm of his hand, letting the pleasure build and ripple through her. “That’s my girl. Keep going.”

He withdrew as Anna obeyed, continuing the motion, in and out, driving the pressure higher. Max cupped both breasts as he took her mouth in a kiss that demanded everything. She held nothing back. She couldn’t have if she’d wanted to.

When Max leaned away, cool air took his place, shocking her into confusion. But he was back in seconds, pulling her off the headboard and taking her with him as he lay back. She braced herself on his shoulders as he positioned her on his cock, lowering her slowly, drawing a cry from her lips.

His hands dug into her hips as he slammed up into her. With every thrust, he drove up harder, and still it wasn’t enough. Anna kissed the middle of Max’s chest, then bit his nipple, winning a hoarse moan from deep in his throat.

When he lifted the hair out of her face, his eyes were nearly black.

“You’re perfect, Anna. And you’re mine.”

With the claim of possession, he drove up hard, sending her into the stratosphere. She clung to his shoulders as raw pleasure tore her apart, and she welcomed it, never wanting it to end.

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