Page 59 of Sin and Redemption

“I shouldn’t have said that,” he muttered. But I could tell that he had spoken his true feelings. “We do whatever you want, Sara. If you want me on top, then that’s what we’ll do.”

“Thank you,” I said, suddenly not quite as aroused as before. After he sat up, he moved between my legs and stretched out on top of me, but he kept most of his weight off.

He pressed a kiss against my lips, catching me off guard again, but this time in a far more pleasant way. I’d always imagined kissing as something wonderful and connecting, and was sad I never got to experience it in that way. “We need to turn your head off again,” he murmured, moving his hand between our bodies. His fingers found my clit and rubbed it, spreading my own arousal on it.

Soon, I was panting again, my body preparing for another release, but then Maximus pulled his hand away and pressed his tip against my opening.

I drew in a deep breath through my nose, preparing for what came next. This part had always been very uncomfortable, and I didn’t want to get my hopes up that it would be better this time. Even in the dark, I could tell Maximus regarded my face with soul-searching intensity as he shifted his hips. My walls yielded to the pressure, and his tip slipped in.

“Oh.” I exhaled at the fullness that had a very different quality to it than before. As he slid deeper, I could feel every inch of him stroking my sensitive walls. My lashes fluttered, delicious lust filling my core. I still felt stretched and the hint of soreness, but pleasure overshadowed everything. Nothing of what had happened so far reminded me of the past.

Maximus stilled when he was all the way inside me, his expression tight and controlled. “Are you alright?”

His deep rumble made my core clench. He hissed and tensed on top of me. I felt him shift, and the lights came on dimly. “Sara?”

“It feels good,” I admitted, blinking against the soft glow of the lamp on my nightstand. “I need you to move.”

Realization flooded his face, then he smiled. “Your wish is my command.” He pulled back a few inches, then pushed back in with more force than before. I pressed my hands against the mattress, not sure what to do with them. I felt restless.

“Grab my ass. That way, you can show me if you want more.”

After a moment of hesitation, I put my palms on Maximus’s firm ass. It flexed with every thrust. It gave another dimension to what was happening and turned me on even more. Soon, I clung to his ass cheeks and urged him to move deeper and faster.

I could barely breathe, much less think straight. My body was flooded with so much pleasure that I could feel it from my clenched toes up to my puckered nipples.

Maximus’s lips found mine in a messy kiss. “Come for me.”

“You too,” I breathed out.

“Your orgasm will milk my cock, honey, don’t worry.”

His words sent me over the edge. My core clenched as pleasure radiated through my body. My nails sank into Maximus’s ass, my eyes closing in surrender of the powerful lust. Maximus let out a groan, his ass cheeks clenching under my palms, followed by his cock growing even harder inside me, and then I could feel his release deep inside me, filling me up.

My lips parted as I panted, exhausted and mesmerized by the sight of Maximus’s lust-filled expression. During our previous encounters, his expression had been taut with concentration. Seeing him unrestrained like this and knowing he could be like this with me loosened a knot in my chest.

He pushed up on his arms as if he wanted to get up. I squeezed his ass. “Don’t.”

He frowned down at me.

“Our chances are higher if you stay in me for a few more minutes.” My cheeks heated, not just because of the words I’d said but also because it wasn’t the only reason I didn’t want him to pull out yet. My body clung to him, and I simply didn’t want to lose the feeling of our intimate connection. I wanted to enjoy it a little longer. Who knew if I’d ever feel it again?

He lowered himself back on his elbows without a word. The tenseness had returned to his face. No sign of the previous relaxedness anymore. “Of course. We have to make sure this works.”

I peered up at his face, trying to determine the emotion behind the words, but Maximus had closed me off again. Our intimate moment turned awkward soon, and I began to wiggle. “I think we’re fine now.”

Maximus shoved up and got out of bed. “I’ll grab a shower. You probably can’t join me?” He looked at me over his shoulder, already on his way to the bathroom.

I shook my head. I lifted my hips off the mattress because I’d read somewhere that would help. Maximus regarded me for a couple more heartbeats before he left without another word.

I closed my eyes and touched my lower belly. I could still feel the aftershocks of my orgasm and the hot sensation of Maximus’s release inside me. With a glance at the closed bathroom door, I slid my hand lower to feel my pussy. It felt swollen in a way I had never thought possible, and my light touch ignited a new desire that surprised me. With a small smile, I closed my eyes and relished in the sensations.

Eventually, I lowered my hips back to the mattress. The bathroom door opened, and Maximus stepped out, a towel wrapped around his narrow hips. I allowed myself to take in his muscled chest and the tattoos adorning his skin before I realized what I was doing and met his gaze. His expression was wary, and the contentment I’d felt evaporated. In the light from the bathroom, I suddenly felt vulnerable and exposed. I grabbed the sheets and sat up, covering my body.

“I’m heading to bed now,” Maximus said, then paused.

I licked my lip, wondering if I should ask him to stay. I realized I would have liked that. His proximity that had been strange to me before now felt almost familiar. Our movie evenings and now our first enjoyable sex made me want to be even closer to him.

“I’ll leave on the light in case you want to use the bathroom. Sleep tight,” he said as he headed toward the bedroom door. I realized I’d missed the right moment to ask for him to stay. With a heavy heart, I watched him leave and close the door.

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