Page 75 of Defensive Zone

Chapter 14

She was a fucking vision standing in front of him without a stitch on and he swallowed his tongue. He was still trying to recover from the mind-blowing orgasm she’d given him with her mouth.

Fuck. She was incredible, and he couldn’t get enough of her.

“Like what you see?” she asked confidently.

He loved how sure of herself she was. That strength and confidence were hot as hell.

“Absolutely,” he said, licking his lips.

Her eyes widened as she stared at his mouth, and his cock started to get hard again. He knew he was going to be insatiable with her.

He whipped off his shirt that had somehow managed to stay on while she’d sucked his cock, and then he reached for her, twisting so she was flat on the bed and he was stretched out on top of her. She was petite, but her curves fit perfectly to his body. As corny as it sounded, she was made for him.

Not that he thought she was ready to hear that. He didn’t want to spook her.

“Fuck, Gabi,” he said before he dropped his head and starting kissing along her jaw and across her collarbone. His tongue darted out to lick the indentation in the middle of her collarbone, and she shuddered beneath him.

“Max,” she moaned.

Then she gasped when he moved down, taking one pebbled nipple into his mouth and torturing it with nips and sucks while his fingers plucked at her other nipple.

He bathed her chest with kisses, loving how she squirmed beneath him, her hips lifting from the bed, her pelvis knocking into his rapidly growing cock. He could not wait to sink into her body, to feel those muscles clutch his cock.

“I need you, Max. Now,” she gasped out when his thumb found her clit.

He pressed down on her nub, moving his thumb in tight circles.

Her back arched off the bed and words of need and his name tumbled from her lips.

He rocked his hips, his cock hard against her inner thighs as he played with her clit. He wanted to hear her combust around him before his next orgasm.

And they had plenty of time since he had no plans to let her out of his bed any time soon.

He moved from one nipple to the other, giving it equal treatment, scraping his beard along her tender skin. He already knew how much she loved that, and her low moan only confirmed it.

“Please, Max. Please,” she moaned.

He lifted his head from her breasts. “Yes?” he asked, taunting her as he pressed harder on her clit.

“I need you inside me.” She gasped.

“Like this?” He plunged one finger into her tight heat. Her muscles fluttered around his finger and he groaned.

“More,” she keened.

He plunged in a second finger, moving in and out of her body, stretching her to fit him. His cock pulsed with barely contained need.

“Max, please,” she cried.

And then he was groaning again as she reached down between them and grabbed his cock.

“Fuck,” he growled when she squeezed him.

“Don’t play games with me, Max,” she said as she pumped him once. Twice.

He couldn’t help but thrust into her hand.

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