Page 9 of Awakening Anna

Chapter Five

Anna wasn’tsure she could survive an entire night of having sex with Max, but she was certainly willing to try. All in the name of research, of course.

And orgasms. She had a lot of catching up to do on the orgasm front.

Unfortunately, how to transition from being half naked in her kitchen with a mostly dressed Max, to whatever came next was a mystery she had no idea how to solve.

“Why don’t you show me your bedroom?” he suggested.

“Right.” Why didn’t she think of that? “The bedroom.”

While Max lifted his jeans back into place, Anna rebuttoned her dress before leading him down the hall to her room. “So,” she said once inside, “here we are.”

With the pirate smile that made her girlie parts clench, he arched a brow. “Here we are.” Cupping her face in both hands, he stared hard into her eyes before taking her mouth in a searing kiss.

A kiss that Anna would never forget.

His lips were soft at first, then more demanding. When his hand settled on the small of her back and pulled her hard against him, Anna wrapped her arms around his neck. Shoving her hands into his damp locks, she melted against him as his tongue drew hers in, mimicking the acts to come.

Max transitioned to dropping soft kisses on her lips that made her yearn for more before his mouth trailed down the side of her neck. Strong hands kneaded her bottom, pulling her tight against his erection, and Anna felt a driving desire to get him out of his clothes.

Sliding her hands under his shirt, she explored the muscles of his stomach and the strong planes of his chest. Remembering how much she’d enjoyed the way Max had toyed with her nipples, she rolled one of his between her fingertips before giving a gentle tug. He took her mouth with renewed heat and she noted the reaction, intent on learning exactly how to please her new lover.

Scorching sun had given way to the dim shades of dusk, and Anna's bedroom glowed in burnt-orange beams of light. A cool breeze stirred the sheer fabric of her gossamer curtains, signaling that the heat wave had finally broken.

Not that anything was cooling off in her bedroom.

When the back of her knees hit the side of her mattress, Anna broke the kiss. “I want to undress you,” she said, and not waiting for approval, went to work undoing the buttons of his shirt.

Without a word, Max allowed her to drag the cotton down his arms.

“You're beautiful,” she said, admiring the play of muscles across his chest and upper arms. She trailed a feathery touch across his shoulders, then into the thin expanse of hair across his chest.

When she brushed a nipple, Max jerked. A consistent response. Luckily, her research was just beginning.

Unpolished nails slid across his rib cage, over defined abs, and into the darker hair that led down to her destination. Tucking her hands inside the waist of his jeans, Anna pushed them down to the floor.

Max finished the task by removing his shoes, and then stepping out of the denim. Standing before her was a Greek god, proud and perfect, awaiting her pleasure. The doubts crept in again, but Anna ignored them, relying on her instincts to lead the way.

Dropping onto the bed, she explored the contours of his lower body, starting with his powerful legs and working her way up. She marveled at the warmth, strength, and textures beneath her touch, and by the time she grazed the outside of his hip, she could feel the tension coiled like bands of steel ready to snap.

Jaw tight, Max said, “What do you want to do now?”

Words Anna never imagined saying filled the room with a decadent promise. “I'm want to drive you crazy.”

His eyes darkened to gun-metal gray as the smile turned erotic. “I’m ready whenever you are.”

Tugging him closer, Anna dragged one finger from base to tip, delighted by the way his penis jerked at the slightest touch. Letting her hands explore the taut muscles of his ass, she took her first taste of his impressive cock. Salty and hot, he smelled of musk and what she could only describe as sex.

Raw sex.

Max muttered incoherent words, his hands buried deep in her hair as she took as much of him as she could, sucking hard until she felt him grip her shoulders.

“You're going to bring me to my knees,” he growled through clenched teeth.

Pulling away just enough, she said, “That’s the idea.” Gripping his balls, she returned to her task, experimenting with pressure and position.

His moan of pleasure spurred her on.

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