Page 66 of Moonlit Kisses

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We stumble through my doorway,Max all sweaty from his soccer game, his lips locked with mine as he disarms the alarm. He grabs my ass, hoisting me up, and I automatically wrap my legs around his hips as he kicks the door closed. He twists around and I lock the door. We work in tandem as though we’ve been together for years. I’ve never been with someone that I’m in sync with on so many levels.

He drags his mouth away from mine, kissing along my jawline to my ear. “I should have a shower.”

“I don’t want to let you go.” I tilt my head to the side, giving him better access to my neck.

Tightening his muscular arms around me, he walks straight into the bathroom. Without hesitation, I drop to my feet and drag his shirt up his body, then toss it to the floor once it clears his head. I lean forward, placing kisses on his heart tattoo and run my hands down his flanks until I reach the top of his shorts. His mossy eyes are quickly being overtaken by his dilating pupils and I give him a wink as I tuck my thumbs into the waistband, ensuring I have his boxer briefs, and tug them down his legs in one swift action. I giggle. “I should have taken your shoes and socks off first.”

His hand goes to my hair, and he pushes me down to my knees. Oh, I like this side of him. I drop willingly, unlacing his sneakers and removing each one along with his socks.

“You look so fucking good down there on your knees.”

I tilt my head up; the tension across his shoulders and the intensity on his face steals my breath for a moment. His cock is only an inch from my mouth; without taking my eyes from my man, I lean forward to swipe the head with my tongue. He drops his head back on his shoulders with a groan and then drops his gaze back down to me. His stomach quivers as I take the next swipe from the root to the tip, then take the crown into my mouth. I bite down softly at the base of his crown and his hand tightens in my hair. The power that grows inside me while I do this to him is incredible. I feel like I could do anything right now.

“Good girl. Now take it deep.”

I do my best to take him as far as I can and swallow around the head. I struggle to go as deep as I’d like because my gag reflex is a bitch. His stomach muscles tense and he uses his hold on my hair to move my head the way he wants.

“Mmmm,” I hum around his shaft, stroking the underside with my tongue as he moves my mouth up and down his length. The base of his cock is exposed, so I wrap my hand around it firmly, stroking to match the movement of my mouth, and use my other hand to massage his balls, which are drawing up tight to his body. My pussy clenches around nothing as I press my thighs together. My blood thrums through my body as my heart pounds.

“I’m gonna cum down that sexy throat of yours and you’re gonna take it all like the good girl you are.”

I can only nod as I struggle to draw in enough oxygen into my lungs. They’re on fire and saliva’s dribbling down my chin. My eyes are watering and I’m certain I’m a mess, but when Max looks down at me, I feel beautiful. The heat and adoration in his eyes as his dick throbs and grows inside my mouth is clear to see.

“You ready?”

I nod again and moan around his shaft. It’s all he needs to let loose. His cum coats the back of my throat and it seems like a lot of fluid as he pauses his movements. He groans long and low, creating a throb in my clit. I work hard to swallow all of his essence down because I don’t want to disappoint him. He loosens his grip on my hair as he gradually pulls his dick from my mouth like it’s the most painful thing to do. He swipes the head of his cock back and forth across my puffy lips, spreading what I’m sure is excess cum and saliva across them.

He releases my hair, massaging my scalp with tender strokes. “Such a good girl.” He smiles at me, sliding his hands around to cup my face. He leans down, taking my lips in an uncontrolled kiss. It’s messy with teeth and tongue, but it’s full of gratitude and it’s perfect. Using his hold on my face, he urges me to my feet and my hands find their place on his flanks, which are still trembling from his orgasm. He pulls back and uses his thumbs to rub the mess from around my mouth.

Resting his forehead against mine, his breath touches my lips as he whispers, “How did I get so fucking lucky?”

I press a kiss to his lips. “I’m the lucky one here.”

His hands glide down each side of my neck, across my collarbones, down my arms until he reaches my hands. He steps back toward the shower, taking me with him. He leans in, stretching and flexing his firm body as he turns on the water. “Let’s get you naked, Dimples. I have plans for you.”

The deep timbre of his voice and the dark promise sends shivers down my body, straight to my needy clit. We soap each other up, caressing the other with sensual strokes. We share plenty of steamy kisses, the shower space filled with pants and moans. I’m incredibly turned on at this point; I’m unsure how I’m still standing.

Max turns off the water and drags me out of the shower, drying my body with purpose. Whatever he has planned didn’t involve the shower.

“I hope you’re fucking ready, Dimples.”

My tummy flips at the promise in his voice as he dips down, situating his shoulder into my middle before standing and striding to my bedroom. He drops me onto the bed without ceremony and I bounce slightly before settling in the middle of the mattress, resting on my elbows so I can watch him. He prowls toward me.

“Be a good girl and open your legs for me.” His voice is commanding and I eagerly comply with his direction. He positions my feet flat on the bed to his liking, raising my knees. “Let them drop to the bed.” Even though I’m incredibly exposed like this, I do as I’m told. He folds his arm across his chest, then rubs the thumbnail of his other hand across his bottom lip as he studies me. It’s an action I’ve seen him do a thousand times, but it’s goddamn sexy in this moment. I’m so exposed like this, but I’m panting in anticipation. His eyes rise to my breasts, which quiver with each rapid breath. “Fucking beautiful,” he rasps on a heavy exhale.

He crawls onto the bed and drops his head between my legs, swiping his tongue from the bottom of my pussy to the top, sending a shiver through my body. A sigh escapes, and I drop my head back on my shoulders enjoying the sensations. Everything he does to my body makes me hotter and sends me higher.

Once he’s teased me close to release, he stops and moves behind me, leaving me feeling empty. He rests his back against the headboard and pulls me into the cradle of his thighs, his erection pressing into my lower back. Taking each of my legs, he positions them on the outside of his, keeping me open wide. I wriggle against him.

“Stop it. It’s my turn to play.”

With one hand, he collects my hair and lays it over one shoulder, exposing my neck to his roughened cheek. He kisses behind my ear, dragging his lips in lazy kisses down my neck and across my collarbone. My blood vibrates through my body with arousal. He moves back and sucks on my neck as his hands move around to my quivering tummy. One work-roughened hand glides up to cup my breast, rolling and pinching my nipple as he continues to suck on my neck.

The sensations are overloading my senses and he hasn’t really done anything yet. I don’t know what I’m seeking, but I need something, so I push my hips forward. His other hand caresses down my stomach, flicking my naval piercing as he nips my neck. My pussy clenches the closer he gets to the tiny patch of hair right above my pubic bone.

“I fucking love this.” He pinches the hair between his fingers and pulls firmly, making me gasp.

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