Page 116 of The Ruthless and the Strong

I pulled my skirt up and moved my underwear to the side, and I directed his cock to my entrance. We groaned into each other’s mouth when he was all the way in, and then I started to move.

Max didn’t try to take control.

He let me do with him as I wished, and right now, I was just trying to get back to my old Max again.

I just wanted to feel like he wasn’t a stranger to me.

I quickened my pace, clenching around him every once in a while. Max pulled away from the kiss then, but he didn’t pull away from me. He opened his eyes and took me in. My vision of him blurred when I felt a small shiver making its way up my spine, signaling to me that I was close.

Max grip tightened around me.

We didn’t make a single noise when we came. I lay down on top of him, no longer able to hold myself up, and breathed in quickly, trying to catch my breath. I could feel his chest pushing up and down against me, which told me he was unaffected by this… by me.

He didn’t let me go. We stayed like this for a long while, and I didn’t know when I fell asleep, but the next time I woke, I was in his arms as he carried me up the stairs. I buried my face in his chest and he stuttered in his step for a quick second before he continued to make his way up to his room.

He laid me down in the bed and made quick work of cleaning me up, before putting me in one of his T-shirts, and then crawled back into bed with me, where he held me while I slept for the rest of the night.

I woke up at four in the morning, and without thinking, I sneaked out of his house, not saying anything to him.

I didn’t know what to do.

Or think.

Fuck.

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