Page 91 of Take My Hand

Her mouth dropped open and she bit down on her lip, making my dick bob with the anticipation.

“When you say not much, how little is that?” she asked, gripping the duvet cover.

I looked her up and down, giving myself another pump. “Maybe five minutes here and there.” I threw the condom onto the bed and then crawled to her, pushing her legs open. “But before then I’m going to…” I leaned in close to her ear and whispered, “fuck you hard.”

Maya’s hand came to my cheek and electricity zapped around my body, like she’d lit the touch paper of a firework. I reached for the condom and ripped the packet open with my teeth. As I rolled it on in record time, Maya watched me, emerald greens boring into my soul. So intense, like she could read every thought in my head, knew every single dream I’d had about her.

“Will, please.”

With a hand on each knee, I pushed her legs further apart and pushed inside her. She was so wet I didn’t need to wait, and I couldn’t even if I wanted to. I was desperate for her. In fact, desperate wasn’t a big enough word for the need that consumed me.

The feeling of her clenched around me was like no other sensation I’d ever experienced before. It was pleasure and joy. It was ecstasy. It was everything. When her fingers clung to meand her hips matched the rhythm of mine, I knew I would never not want the beautiful woman I was growing huge, mountainous feelings for.

The heels of her shoes dug into my backside, urging me on, making me go quicker, as she raced for her climax. Yet, I wanted to keep going and never stop. I wanted to stay inside her for as long as I had a breath in my body. I knew I would just have to do it again and again until we were both exhausted to the point of being unable to move.

“I’m going to come,” she gasped, her nipples rubbing against my chest. “Oh my God. Will.”

The pinch from her fingertips stung as they dug into my back, but I loved it because it meant she was there with me. Loving it as much as I did. We were in the same moment.

I straightened my arm, leaning on one hand while gripping her knee with the other, and increased the speed of my hips as they pistoned back and forth. Sweat was beading on my forehead and there was a sheen on Maya’s gorgeous skin. A mist from our exertions.

“Fuck, Maya,” I groaned as the familiar feeling of an orgasm began to take hold. It started in the pit of my stomach and wound its way around my body. Touching every nerve ending, every inch of skin, emanating from every pore, until I felt like I might black out.

I wanted us to fall together so I reached between us and ran my fingers over her clit. It only took two strokes before I felt her muscles clench. Her thighs squeezed tight, and hands gripped harder.

Then we both fell. Into the abys of pleasure.

I roared out her name. She yelled mine. We came hard, panting, and breathless and as we clung to each other, and I felt like I wanted to crawl inside her.

“Wow,” Maya whispered. “That was…” She let her arms drop back against the bed, her chest heaving.

“I know,” I replied. “It was, but that was just the beginning, gorgeous. There’s going to be much more of that tonight.”

Maya’s smile was brilliant, and I couldn’t wait to make her come again, and again and again. I was going to love her all night, just like I’d promised.

Chapter Thirty-Two

Will

Watching Maya sleep was the deepest kind of serenity I’d ever felt. She was giving tiny little breaths, and every so often, her nose would scrunch up and she’d rub at it with her hand. Then she’d go back to a peaceful, blissful slumber while I watched her, enraptured with just how fucking beautiful she was.

Beautiful and astonishing.

The sex had been mind-blowing, and I kept my promise to keep going most of the night. We’d finally exhausted ourselves at around five-thirty, only for her to reach for me an hour later and ride us both to more oblivion. Then, and only then, had we slept with me waking three hours later. We’d missed breakfast, but I didn’t care. I’d take her somewhere if that was what she wanted, but I’d be more than happy to feast on her. I probably owed her that much, seeing as she’d given me an amazing blow job just before the first time we’d fallen asleep.

As my dick went hard at the thought of it, Maya stirred and turned over towards me. The duvet shifted and she gave me agreat view of her tits. Resisting the temptation to suck a nipple into my mouth, I gently brushed hair from her face. Her tongue flicked out to lick across her kiss swollen bottom lip, and her eyelashes fluttered open.

She rubbed her nose and looked up at me, sleep threatening to drag her back under. “Morning.”

“Good morning,” I replied, running a finger across her cheek. “Did you sleep well?”

A slow, sexy smile accompanied a nod as she stretched her arms above her head. “Hmm. Really well. Did you?”

“Yeah, but I was exhausted.”

We shared a smirk, but when Maya wrapped an arm across my stomach and laid her head against my chest, mine turned to a full on beam.

“Last night was just…” Maya trailed off, her eyes searching mine.

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