Page 55 of Crush

I should have felt relieved that I had been so strong. I didn’t, I felt alone and frustrated.

The lamps were on in my room, bathing my bed in a soft glow of orange. I pushed my back against the door and wrapped my hands around my body, eying that large space of my mattress.

As I stared at my bed, a switch was flicked and I knew I didn’t want the night to end there. That desire to be recklesscrashedinto my pelvis like a storm.

Turning to my door, I wrapped my hand around the nob and yanked it open.

And there was Max.

He stood poised at my door, in mid-knock. His eyes dropped to mine.

And then…

Max moved so fast that I was surprised he didn’t knock me over. He strode forward, his hands sinking under my arms and he lifted me against his body,kickingthe door shut behind him.

His mouthcrasheddown on mine and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I lit up like one of those fireworks. There was no other way to describe it as lustspreadbetween my thighs. Max drove his tongue deep into my mouth and I gasped in pleasure.

Noses bumped, teeth clashed, and chins met as weconsumedeach other. It blew that first kiss out of the water.

“You’re so hot,” Max said against my lips, raising his head to look into my eyes, I felt almost drugged by his forthright actions. He didn’t ask, he took.

We continued to move into my room and we fell backwards onto my bed, Max came down on top of me, kissing me again forcefully, almost like he was out of control and Ilovedit.

He pushed himself up and off me, so he was kneeling between my legs, shaking himself out of his jacket, the tie having been removed downstairs.

I arched my back and pushed up on my elbows towards him, then helped to tug his shirt out of his dress pants. “You’re wearing too many clothes,” I panted.

“Ditto,” he replied.

As he peeled his shirt from his body, his chest was revealed and I ran my fingertips down that flawlessly crafted place. His pecs stood out and were pronounced and covered in tattoos, and his defined abs were formed between a perfect vee that ran into his trousers.

We were both breathing heavily and he took my hands and placed them on his warm, tanned torso, his eyes closing from pleasure as I touched him there again.

I could see his cock was as hard as a rock, pressing against his dress pants.

Still wearing my gown and half sprawled on my large four-poster, I fumbled for the button at the back of my neck to release the clasp.

Max pushed off my bed to his feet.

“Stand up,” he said in a heavy commanding voice and it sent a thrill directly between my thighs. I did as he instructed, slowly pushing off the bed, my eyes glued on his. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but I knew it would be X-rated. Max was a man who was highly sexed and dominated the bedroom in every way possible. The sub in me purred.

Max stood there like a gladiator, bare-chested, the glow from the light making his skin glisten.

“Do you want me to fuck you, Amber?”

“Yes,” I panted.

“Are you sure? Once we start this, there will be no stopping,” he warned, helping me stand and bringing me before him, his hands dropping to my hips.

I had never wanted anyone as much as I wanted Max at that moment. Not evenhim.

“Yes, I want this. I want you.”

His hands dug into my hips so hard I knew he’d leave bruises. And then he took complete control which catapulted my arousal tenfold.

“Turn around,” Max growled in a husky voice and I immediately obeyed. “I need to see you. Place your hands here.”

Max tapped the wood of one of the columns of my four-poster bed which I was now facing, his front against my back.

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