Page 113 of Fix You

“When you filled it with your cock and came down my throat,” she teased.

“Fucking hell,” I growled at the image her words created as I carried her inside the apartment. After kicking the door shutwith my foot, I rushed her through the foyer into the kitchen. I hoisted her up onto the kitchen counter. “I can’t even wait for the bed to be inside you.”

“Me either,” she panted.

My hands went straight for her breasts, cupping and squeezing them in my hands. Maeve grasped the hem of her T-shirt and quickly ripped it over her head before tossing it to the ground. My greedy hands jerked her bra straps down, freeing her breasts. I slid my tongue over my lips before leaning over to close my mouth over one of her rock-hard nipples.

“Mm, yes, Rafe,” Maeve muttered as she pinched her eyes shut.

My teeth grazed her nipple while my other hand came between her thighs. Through her leggings, I rubbed the heel of my hand against her pussy. Maeve threw her head back with a moan.

Arching her hips, she tried getting more friction. When it wasn’t enough, she murmured, “Rafe, please.”

I answered her plea by grabbing the waistband of her leggings and jerking them down her thighs. After Maeve widened her legs for me, my hand dove into her soaked panties. When myfingers touched her clit, she once again cried out.

I sucked one of her nipples into my mouth before thrusting one finger deep inside her. “Hmm, yes, more,” Maeve pleaded.

I obliged by adding a second finger. Biting down on her lip, she rocked against my hand. When I pulled my fingers out of her, she mewled in frustration. “I want to fuck you with my tongue,” I grunted in reply.

“Fuck yes,” she panted.

I gave her a cocky grin before dipping my head. After my tongue traced in and out of her folds, I thrust it inside her. Her moan echoed through the apartment, and I gave thanks that Nolan had gone downstairs.

“You’re so good at this,” she cried out.

I chuckled against her center. She began lifting her hips to work against my tongue. Sweat broke out along my forehead as I pushed her limits of pleasure.

“I’m close—oh, so close,” she panted as she worked her hips even faster as my tongue swirled and plunged deep inside her honey-drenched walls. When I crooked my finger inside her, Maeve started to tense. “No, no, don’t make it stop.”

When I glanced up at her between her legs, it sent a shiver through Maeve. “As much as I want to draw this out, my cock is going to explode if you don’t come.”

Maeve laughed. “If you put it that way, I guess I can wait and come with you inside me.”

“Thank fuck,” I muttered before giving her one long, final lick up her center.

After easing her down from the counter, Maeve’s legs wobbled, and she almost pitched forward into the floor. My arms came around her waist to steady her. I then started moving her towards the living room where the couch and chairs were.

When we finally bumped into the couch, I turned her around before easing her over the armrest onto her stomach. While her torso lay across the cushion, Maeve’s gorgeous ass stuck up in the air with her legs dangling above the floor.

When I sent a stinging smack against one of the perfect globes, she cried out and moved her hips against the arm of the couch for friction. After I spanked her other cheek, I said, “No one but me gives you pleasure,Tesoro.”

“Then get inside me,” she ordered.

“My pleasure.”

After quickly grabbing a condom out of my pants pocket, I suited up and then lined my cock up at her entrance. With one harsh thrust, I buried myself balls deep inside her.

“Fuck, Maeve,” I groaned.

Neither of us knew how to take it slow, so instead, I pounded into her. My fingers dug into her hips as I used them for leverage to bring her harder back against me, sending my dick deeper and deeper inside her.

Between my thrusts and the friction from the couch arm, Maeve came with a shriek. “Yes, Rafe, yes!” she cried as her walls clamped around me.

Gritting my teeth, I began slamming harder and harder into her. Leaning over her back, my breath fanned against her ear. “Are you okay?”

“Mm, don’t stop,” she panted.

“Fuck yeah,” I murmured as I continued pounding into her.

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