Page 70 of The Woman with the Wallet

“Not often, but I’m capable of it.”

“I don’t want to move yet,” Max admitted, exhaling hard.

“We don’t have to go anywhere,” I said, letting my fingers drift down the side of her face, her chin, then neck.

Max took a deep breath, making her tits stretch the material of her tee. There was no stopping my hand from gliding down, from closing over one of the swells.

So close, I could feel the shiver that coursed through her even as her eyes went heavy-lidded.

“No?” she asked, letting out a little sigh as my fingers started to trace around her nipple.

“Nope, can stay here as long as you want,” I said, leaning over, then sealing my lips over hers.

CHAPTER NINETEEN

Max

Waking up with Miko beside me had warmth spreading through me, a gooey sensation in my chest that slowly spread outward until it overtook me completely.

Something about it just felt… right.

Him, me, together.

The way sleep was still clinging to me made it impossible for any of the doubts and insecurities to slip in, ruining a soft, sweet moment.

A soft, sweet moment that was quickly becoming more as Miko’s hand slid down my shoulder, then over my breast, teasing around my nipple.

The warmth became a fire that burned through me in seconds, making a heaviness press down on my lower stomach.

Then Miko was shifting, leaning down, and sealing his lips over mine.

There was no stopping the way my hands reached for him, pulling him until his body shifted over mine. My legs spread, and he slipped between, the hard length of his cock against the aching need between my thighs.

I moaned against his lips as my hands slid down his back, sinking into his firm ass and pulling him more firmly against me.

His lips grew harder, hungrier.

And I responded in turn as my legs hooked around his hips, my heels digging into his ass, pressing him more firmly against me.

His hips rocked, making my head fall back on a moan at the feel of him pressing where I needed him most.

Miko pressed up, looking down at me as he rocked his hips again.

At my whimper, he suddenly rolled me under him. Reaching down, he grabbed me behind the knees, pulling until I sat up to straddle him.

He folded up with me, reaching to snag the hem of my shirt and starting to draw it upward. I lifted my arms, allowing him to remove it completely.

The chill in the air and the heat within had my nipples twisting into tighter buds as Miko’s hungry gaze moved downward, taking me in.

The rumble that moved through him teased across my nerve endings, making me rock against him.

Miko’s hands slid up my sides, then moved inward to cover my breasts, squeezing, then releasing to roll my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. A moan escaped me as I leaned back, inviting more, pressing myself further into the touch.

He leaned inward, pressing his face to the center of my chest, breathing me in, as his soft hair teased over my skin.

When his head shifted and his lips sucked one of my nipples in, a shudder moved through me.

My hand raised, sliding into his hair at the back of his head as he sucked, licked, and grazed until the heat inside me threatened to consume me completely.

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