Page 61 of Be My Baby

He reached full depth and stopped moving. He cupped her face, his kiss barely there, grazing her lips and cheeks. Their breath mingled, gradually slowing as he held himself still.

He stroked her fringe from her forehead, his expression unreadable. She slid her hands over his back, down to his ass. She lifted her mouth to his. He took the hint and kissed her back, hard.

She gripped his ass in both hands and pulled. Max chuckled and started to rock at her unspoken demand.

Oh, yes. That’s what I want.

She bent her knees higher and pulled harder on his ass. He swore under his breath.

“Don’t be greedy,” he murmured.

Millie let out a frustrated moan and bucked. Max’s palm connected with her upper thigh in a gentle slap. She gasped, eyes wide.

Did he really just spank her?

He grinned down at her. “I said, don’t be greedy.”

His gentle rocking firmed into slow, gentle thrusts, deeper and more forceful, but still that mind-blowingly frustrating speed.

He changed angle, twisting to the side a little, slid his hand between them and fingered her, his strokes long and slow. She bit her lip and revelled in the overwhelming sensations coursing through her.

“After this, you can be as greedy as you like. Do whatever you want to me. But this time we’re gonna go slow, baby.”

Shivers ran down her spine, spreading, multiplying. She couldn’t focus on his words, his fingers gliding so beautifully it stole her thoughts.

He kept up the same slow, measured thrusts. Feeling his thick length inside her, stroking, sliding, it did her head in. Her body heated to combustive levels and begged her to move faster, to take what she wanted, take what sheneeded.

Max’s breathing hitched and became patchy, his eyes closing as if he couldn’t help it, then springing open to watch her face again. She moved beneath him, desperate. Small breathless moans escaped her.

“Keep looking at me. Don’t close your eyes, Mil. I want to watch you come. I want you to watchmecome.”

She jerked her head in a ragged nod, agreeing as best she could. He leaned most of his weight on one arm, his other hand still playing between them.

“You feel so damned good. I want to make this good for you, but I… I’m…”

This time it was Max who gasped, eyes wide. Indescribable bliss washed across his face as he jerked in his rhythm, release following closely.

Her hand deep in his hair held him tight. Their eyes held as orgasm rose as fast as a tsunami. A soft, keening moan ripped from her as she fell over the edge into the abyss.

He slid both hands beside her head and gently brushed her damp hair from her face.

“Stay with me tonight? Even if it’s just to hold you.” His eyes glittered in the soft light of his bedside lamp. “Although I would be more than happy to continue as we’ve started.”

Millie smiled up at him and brushed his cheek with her knuckles. He leaned into the sensation.

“I’d like that.”

He grinned against her hand. “Then it’s a deal.” He kissed her hand and sent her a cheeky glance. He chuckled and rolled onto his back beside her. Contented satisfaction leaked from every pore in his body.

Millie eyed him thoughtfully. While she didn’t want to ruin the mood, there were things she needed to ask.

“You said we need to talk about Lucy. I know this is terrible timing, but…”

Max’s smile faded and he shoved a hand beneath his head. He let out a long breath and nodded. “Timing isn’t an issue. I know you and Luce told each other everything?”

A confirming nod was all he needed to continue.

“Well, there was one thing she kept from you. From Ryan. From everyone, actually.”

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