Page 56 of Crush

Lifting my hands, I wrapped them around the post, arching my body slightly as I felt the junction of Max’s thighs against my bottom. His fingers dug into my backside, kneading the area.

I flinched slightly as Max then moved his hands down the length of my back, tracing my spine with his fingertips. Gasping with excitement, my legs wobbled as he replaced his fingers with his tongue, licking the exposed length there.

“I’ve wanted to do that all night,” he husked as his hands went to the clip that held my dress in place at my neck. As he flicked it, the front dropped to my waist and I inhaled as I felt the air on my exposed breasts. Max then peeled the rest of the gown slowly down my body, revealing my black lace thong. My fingers gripped the bedpost as I felt him lower himself, his face close to my underwear as he continued to tug the material from my body.

Max tapped the back of one calf muscle, the instruction clear and I stepped out of my clothing. The blue silk was then whisked away.

As he straightened, Max slid his hands up my legs and thighs until they rested against my hips again.

I turned my head to the side, our eyes connecting. His expression was hooded but I could see how aroused he was.

A beat passed and then my body jack-knifed as Max brought his palm down against my backside,tappingthe flesh there. My mouth opened and I panted, half in shock, half in pleasure. Fuck me, Max Hunter had justspankedme, it was surreal but so very tasty.

I turned my head back to the bedpost and pushed my bottom out further, a clear invitation that I wanted more.

“You like that? I knew you would,” Max whispered against the cuff of my ear from his position behind me. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my thigh as he leaned in.

I flinched as he repeated the motion, this time harder, a sexual punishment. His strong hand hit the skin of my backside. It stung, but even as I cried out, more heatfloodedmy sex. I was dripping wet. I felt his fingers trace one of the scars at the bottom of my back, which forced me to swallow but fortunately, he didn’t linger.

After several more smacks of his hand, Max spun me around, his face dark with desire and he cupped my face and lowered his mouth to mine.

He angled my head so he could deepen the kiss, my breasts flattened against his rock-hard chest. As he drank from my mouth, the sexual growls he made almost caused me to climax. I was so ready for more, Ineededmore. It felt like my life depended on it. Heat blazed through me.

After I moaned into his mouth, Max drew back and looked down at my body. Taking in every curve,wantclear in his heavy stare. I opened my legs slightly as his gaze fell upon my neatly waxed pussy which was visible through my underwear.

“A natural redhead then,” he purred in a sexy voice and I smiled.

His mouth opened and he then raised his eyes. My nipples were hard and Max dropped his hands and he palmed them, testing their weight, his thumbsskimmed over the flesh there and I bucked towards him. There was no doubt in my mind that Max Hunter ownedeverypart of my body.

“You are so perfect,” he whispered as he worshipped my breasts.

My hands threaded into his hair as he took one of my nipples in his mouth; sucking, licking and slightly nipping the area with his teeth before moving to the other. I was already so close and knew we needed to move fast.

“I need you inside me, now Max,” I panted and he drew back.

I could see that primitive side of himroarin his expression. “Patience,” Max husked and I felt a flash of uncertainty.

I stood there in my tiny black lace thong and watched as Max slowly removed his trousers, sliding them down his strong thighs which were thickly corded with muscle and fine dark hair. It was almost like a strip tease and it turned me the hell on.

Once he was free of his trousers, he removed his black silk boxer briefs and stood before menaked. His upper torso, shoulders and arms were covered in tattoos giving off a dangerous vibe.

His hard cock looked almost angry; it was thick, veined and long and stood upwards towards his belly button. I watched as he took the shaft in his hand and stroked himself once, the glitter of pre-cum on the end making my mouth water.

Max stepped towards me, releasing himself, his hands going to my underwear and peeling that tiny scrap of lace down my thighs.

His head came level with my sex and I shivered as I felt one hand push between the folds between my legs.

“You are so fucking wet for me,” Max said, coming to his feet again but the hand that stroked me remained. I parted my legs further, almost standing on tiptoes as he found my clit. My entire body hummed with pleasure.

The intenseness of that feeling as it continued to climb higher, forced me to place my hands on his shoulders to steady myself.

Max then kissed me again and slid one thick finger inside me whilst his thumb pressed down on that swollen bundle of nerves. As he moved his fingers, a zap of excitement shot through my body. And I was undone, my body jerking as I cried out,floodinghis hand.

“Fuck me, you’re soaking my fingers. So beautiful.”

The orgasmshookmy body, “Yes, please yes,” I screamed, raising a fist to my mouth to try and smoother the sound. I was falling apart and we were only at the foreplay stage.

As my body continued to spasm as I came down from my high, Max smiled at me, it was sexy and so knowing.

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