Page 19 of Waiting for Her

“The morning sickness came hard and fast in the beginning and let’s just say it wasn’t very attractive.”

A growl sounds behind me, Max’s body stiff.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said anything.”

“No.” His kisses trail down my neck and over my shoulder. “I’m glad you did.”

His fingers detangle from mine before taking my chin and pulling my face to meet his. His eyes are full of devotion and I almost burst into tears. I’ve never had someone look at me the way Max is right now, and the feelings raging inside me are almost too much.

“What he didn’t want or what he didn’t do is not on you, okay?”

My nod is slight as the tears silently fall, his thumb gently wiping them away.

“You have been my dream for years and I will do just about anything to make sure you are happy, understand?”

I say nothing because what are you supposed to say to someone who just confessed that his mission in life is to make sure you’re happy?

“I love you.” The words spill from my lips, my eyes widening then closing, hoping I didn’t just ruin this moment.

Before I can dwell on if those words were said too early, a breathtaking smile crosses his features and I finally let out the breath I didn’t even know I was holding.

“God, I love you so fucking much.”

His lips take mine, softly, gently, until I can’t stand it anymore and I pull him closer, my body twisting so my fingers can grasp him more firmly.

“I know what you need,” he mutters against my lips as he lines up his rock-hard cock with my opening from behind and gently pushes deep, causing all the air to leave my lungs.

“Holy…” I breathe, words forgotten, as my mouth opens on a cry that never comes. How does it feel like this? How can I feel so incredibly full when he’s barely inside me?

“Goddamn…” he groans, his teeth sinking into my shoulder, causing my back to arch and for him to sink even deeper. “I knew… I knew you would feel incredible, but fuck…”

He loses all sense of the English language as he gently pumps in and out of me, causing all rational thought to leave my brain. This position isn’t one I would have thought would be comfortable but right now, feeling how deep he is, how utterly full I am with him pumping in and out of me like a man possessed, I know I’m addicted. I’m addicted to his cock, I’m addicted to his hands as they grip my thighs as if he’s afraid I’ll fly away. But it’s his lips that are pure sin. It’s those simple kisses trailing up and down my spine as he thrusts in and out of me that cause me to wonder how I lived my life without him.

“Max…” I breathe, unable to form coherent sentences as the sensation of his cock swelling inside me hits like a tidal wave. “I need…”

I have no idea what I’m begging for, but all I know is that I need more. More of his cock, more of his mouth, and more of the passion that’s wrapping itself around me every time he moves behind me. As if this man knows exactly what I need, he pulls out, both of us groaning at the loss as he gently flips me over onto my knees.

“You tell me if this is uncomfortable, okay?” he whispers, my head nodding just as he lines his cock back up against my entrance and proceeds to plunge inside me without warning. The feeling is completely different and it’s as if he gets even deeper with each thrust. “Jesus Christ, how the fuck am I supposed to go on with my day knowing what this feels like? I’m going to be hard all the fucking time because all I’ll be thinking about is sinking deep inside this pussy and never leaving.”

His words are like shocks to my system, and before long the orgasm crests, but it’s just out of reach and I cry out, needing something more to get myself over the edge.

“I got you,” Max mutters right before his fingers find my clit, reaching under my stomach and zeroing in on the one place we both know will set me off. “That’s it, I want to feel you milk my cock, baby. I want to feel that pussy come so hard I’ll be able to feel it days from now.”

His dirty talk sends me over the edge and the orgasm blasts through me, my body convulsing with shock wave after shock wave of pleasure as it racks my body.

“Max,” I whimper. “I love you so much.”

And just like that, Max stills inside me, his cock pulsating as my inner walls milk every last drop from him.

“Damn, baby.” His voice is hoarse as he pumps a few more times before gently pulling out and helping me back into the bed. “You are fucking incredible,” he whispers against the crook of my neck. “I love you.” The words wash over every inch of exposed skin.

“I love you too,” I say right before my eyes drift closed and I promptly fall asleep.

Max

“Jesus,” I mutter, my eyes snapping open as the sensation of pure pleasure courses through me. My gaze casts down, seeing a very naked Addison on all fours with her sinful mouth around my cock. “Baby, what are you doing?” I groan, her tongue doing something I have never felt before that is causing all rational thought to leave my brain.

“I thought it was obvious?” she teases, her teeth gently grazing over the head.

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