Page 76 of Defensive Zone

“I’m never playing games with you, Gabi,” he gritted out, plunging his fingers in and out of her again as he circled her clit with his thumb.

She whimpered when he pulled his fingers out of her.

He slipped his hand under his pillow and grabbed the condom he’d put there earlier.

She quirked a brow at him. “Do you always have a condom under your pillow? Like a little kid waiting for the tooth fairy?”

He chuckled. “No. But is that a thing? Does it bring the sex fairy?” he asked, loving that they could still joke in this intense moment.

“Max.”

“Because she definitely delivered tonight.” He winked.

“Just put the damn thing on already before the moment fades,” she said.

“It’s definitely not fading,” he said, nudging his cock against her.

She threaded her fingers into his hair and pulled his face down to hers.

“Then stop chit-chatting and suit up,” she said.

He couldn’t stop his laugh. She constantly surprised him, kept him on his toes. He fucking loved it.

He pulled back from her grasp and sat back on his heels. He fumbled, trying to rip open the foil packet, and she grabbed it from him, tearing it open and rolling the condom down his cock, squeezing slightly again, and momentarily stopping his breath as she met his gaze.

He was so done. She was everything.

Suddenly, he didn’t want her under him; he wanted her on top, taking control and taking everything she wanted.

He rolled them, pulling her up to straddle his thighs, his cock nestled between her folds. She gasped at the abrupt movement and rocked her hips.

Her breasts swayed, and he reached up, cupping their weight in his hands.

Her long, wavy hair streamed over her shoulders and her face was flushed with need.

There would never be anything as beautiful as her, turned on and on top of him.

“I’m all yours,” he whispered, and he lifted her hips and she sank down over him, taking his cock all the way in until their pelvises were flush together.

Their moans intermingled and her muscles clenched deliciously around his cock.

“Max. Oh. Yes.” She gasped as he rocked his hips, trying to give her all the friction she needed as she slowly lifted and lowered herself over his cock.

Her palms were flat on his chest, her thumbs so close to his nipples that every so often, she scraped her nails over the hard tips and he couldn’t help but thrust up into her heat.

His fingers dug into the flesh of her hips as her ass rubbed against his thighs. Everything in him screamed to take control, but he wanted her to dictate their first time having sex. Hopefully, this would be the first of many times.

She swiveled her hips, and he gritted out her name.

His spine was already starting to tingle, but he pushed back, focusing solely on her pleasure. His thumb snuck between their bodies and he pressed down on her clit as she rocked her pelvis against his.

Her tongue darted out, licking her lips, as she chased her desire. She was stunning.

“Fucking hell, Gabi,” he growled when she clenched around his cock again, shifting her weight to lean forward, her nails digging into his chest.

“Oh yes. Oh, Max. Oh, you feel incredible.”

Her words fell out in a tangled mess of moans, and he couldn’t get enough of how she didn’t hold anything back.

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