Page 90 of Take My Hand

“What’s going on here then?” he asked. “What’s all the laughing about?”

“Your son,” Maya told him. “The one who is such a disappointment to you and Mum.”

Ian didn’t even look up but shook his head and said, “For feck’s sake, Charlie, what have you been up to now?”

As soon as Maya opened the bedroom door, we stumbled into the room, lips locked as she grabbed at my clothes.

“Fuck, Maya, I’ve been wanting to get this dress off you all night.”

“I’ve been wanting to take it off for you all night.” She threw my jacket onto the floor. “I didn’t think Charlie and Laura would ever leave.”

“That was the longest last dance of last dances,” I said, in between kissing her pouty lips.

“I’m so wet for you, Will.” She gasped as I pushed my hand up her dress and ran my thumb over the top of her knickers. “We need to be naked.”

I pulled the zip down and then shoved it off her shoulders. She wiggled out of it, and I felt my dick go steel hard. She was a vision.

“Shit, Maya, you’re incredible.”

Her bra was the same green as her dress, as was the tiny scrap of lace covering what I was sure would be a perfect pussy, seeing as the weekend before her period had stopped me getting a look at it. Her tits were high and full, and she had a gentle curve to her hips, and I was entranced by a small heart tattooed just above her right one.

Maya didn’t speak but reached for me and pulled at the buttons on my shirt, tugging them open as quickly as her fingers would allow. I shrugged it off, pulling it over my wrists without opening the cuffs. As soon as I was rid of it, I went for the belt on my trousers. Maya shoved my hands out of the way and grabbed at it.

“Will, you need to hurry and get your clothes off,” she cried, going for the button on my trousers.

Within seconds they were undone, so I toed off my shoes and socks and then let them drop to the floor. I stepped out of them and kicked them to the side with my jacket and shirt.

“Oh my God,” Maya put her hand to the back of my head and pulled me to her.

The kiss was fervent. Our limbs tangled as desperation overpowered us, anxious to be inside her but panicked about itbeing over. I had never wanted something or someone so much in all my life and as her delicate fingers scorched a path over my skin, I thought my heart might explode with the speed it was drumming.

“Your body,” she gasped. “It’s…” She ran her fingers down my flat stomach, along the ridges of muscle I earned through lugging beer barrels around.

I put my fingertips in the elastic of her knickers and, dropping to my knees, pulled them down her long, legs, still lightly tanned. As she stepped out of them, I lifted my face to her pussy with the thin strip of hair, and grabbing her hips pulled her to me. Inhaling her the sweet smell of her desire mixed with whatever perfume or cream she rubbed into her skin, gave me a rush like I was sure no drug could.

“Open your legs,” I groaned. “I need to taste you.”

She did as I asked, and I felt the ground beneath me shift. With one long sweep of my tongue, I savoured her, eliciting a deep moan of pleasure from her. She was sweet and warm, and I wanted to lick her dry and then get her wet all over again.

“Oh my…” Maya threw her head back, pushing her pelvis forward, eager for more. “Will, I think I need you to fuck me now.”

“I think that would be a great idea.”

Standing, I put my shoulder against her stomach and lifted her up, marching us to the bed. Dropping her down to the mattress, I yanked my boxer briefs down and stood tall, looking over her.

“Get that bra off,” I demanded. “Now.”

Fisting my dick, I watched her as she reached behind and unhooked it, letting her full breasts spill free. Her nipples were brown, perfectly round and totally suckable. Bending down, I took one into my mouth, licking my tongue around and around the tight bud, as Maya writhed in pleasure beneath me.

“So damn gorgeous and sexy.” I moved from one nipple to the next, giving it the same attention as the first. “So fuckable.”

“Do it then,” she groaned, gripping my short hair, “fuck me.”

I looked around for my jacket and reached into the inside pocket, pulling out the single condom. “The rest are in my bag, which is in my car,” I told her. “I’ll go and get them later.”

She gave me a smirk. “You think you’ll need more do you?”

“Fucking too right,” I growled. “You won’t be getting much sleep tonight.”

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