Page 69 of The Bratva's Christmas Bump
“You’ll need to pay me what I miss,” I gasp, my eyes fluttering closed as his cock continues to tease against me.
“I’ll pay you whatever you need,” he murmurs, sucking lightly on my lower lip. “Just, no work.”
“Mmm, okay, but I really need to shower.”
“I’ll help.”
Maxim is true to his word. He does help me shower later, but all my efforts to get clean are erased the moment he fucks me over the counter while mourning the ruins of last night's dinner.
24
MAXIM
Asex marathon was never on the cards and yet somehow, Hollie and I spent all day yesterday fucking like we were teenagers discovering pleasure for the first time.
And it’s not over.
By the time Saturday dawns, I’m still not satisfied. I want to taste her lips against mine all the time, feel her pussy gripping my cock like she never wants to let go, feel her nails rake over my tattoos like she’s trying to leave her own imprint.
I want to be inside her and never leave just so I can hear those sweet, adorable moans whenever I want.
But duty calls.
“Maxim,” Hollie murmurs as my arms circle her waist and I pull her close against me, distracting her from the water bottle she’s trying to fill up. “I really have to go. I’ve postponed this guy enough and you’re going to make me late.”
“Who cares,” I say softly, nuzzling underneath her ear. “Stay with me and fuck like rabbits like we did all day yesterday.”
“My pussy can’t take much more,” she groans. “Trust me, she needs a break.”
“Are you sure about that?” My hand glides down her abdomen and cups her core through her skirt, causing Hollie to gasp and jerk her hips back into me. “It doesn’t sound like she needs a break.”
“Don’t listen to her,” Hollie moans. “She doesn’t know what she wants.”
“Are youreallysure about that?” As I talk, I gather her skirt up until it’s bunched at her waist and slip my hand between her warm thighs. The heat radiating from her pussy is mouthwatering and my cock twitches in my pants.
“Don’t you have somewhere to be?” she gasps, unable to stop her hips from rolling into my palm. “We’re both late and I need to talk to you, but you said we don’t have time!”
She’s right. My father’s waiting, and he’s blowing up my phone with constant messages, judging by how often it vibrates in my back pocket. But Hollie’s irresistible and I suspect she wants to talk about our sudden and frantic fucking. Once we bring logic into this, there’s a chance I’ll lose her, so I’ll happily delay thattalkas long as I can.
“I am late,” I say, sucking gently on her earlobe. “And I’m starving.”
“Maxim!” Hollie squeals as I scoop her up and dump her on the counter, then I fall to my knees and pull her hips off the counter and onto my shoulders while burying my face in her pussy. She’s left with her shoulders and arms scrabbling for balance on the counter as I drag my tongue over her panties.
Her resistance melts away, and within seconds, her panties are soaked from my tongue and her juice. Moving them aside with my teeth, I shove my face into her pussy and soak my beard in her juices while dragging my tongue over her swollen clit to the music of her breathless moans above me. She tastes as divine as she did yesterday and I’m utterly addicted to the searing heat that warms my cheeks as I eat her out, the softness of her thighs and the silky texture as I slide my tongue inside her.
Hollie, over-sensitive from our day of fucking, comes within a matter of seconds and prods my chest sharply when I kiss her thigh and stand back up.
“You’re an asshole,” she pants, sweat beading her hairline. “Now I’m really going to be late!”
It wasdifficult to part from Hollie, but an hour later, I climb the steps to my father’s brownstone and let myself in, my attention down on my phone as the tracker alerts me that Hollie’s reached her destination. Toto is with her and Stu is shadowing them, so she’s safe, but that doesn’t stop the worried hamster from looping around my thoughts.
“Maxim?” Dad’s voice cuts through my distraction as I enter his office.
“Hey.”
“You’re fucking late,” he snaps.
I stop just shy of the door and stare at him blankly. “You’re lucky I’m here at all.”
