Page 78 of On The Run

Max resumed his rhythm, and every time his bulge pushed my sweats into my crease, my dick twitched. We needed to get naked now.

“Is that why you asked Bronx to take Gray? You’re ready to have some fun?”

“Yes. I-I wanted to surprise you.”

Max placed a couple open-mouthed kisses on my neck. “I’m very surprised,tokki. Are you sure you’re ready?”

“Yes. I spoke to my therapist. Please, Max, I need you. Just, please, touch me already.”

I more felt than heard Max laugh as his diaphragm rumbled against my back, but at the same time, the tension left his body. I knew he’d like hearing I’d spoken to my therapist and put some thought into this. I really didn’t want him questioning every little thing, though, so I added one more thing.

“I promise I’m good. If there’s something I don’t want or like, I’ll tell you. I swear.”

Max finally spun me around so we were face-to-face. “You want to stay in the moment?” Max asked me, and I relaxed. He got it.

“Yes. I want it to be special, and I don’t want to keep remembering what happened before. I swear I’ll tell you if I need to stop.”

Max bit his lip as he watched me. I didn’t know what he saw, but he finally nodded. “I trust you to know your limits.”

Relieved, I smiled up at him. “Thank you.”

That seemed to be the magic words. Max growled. He gripped the hairs in the back of my head and tilted my head before attacking my mouth. I wrapped my arms around his neck, my nails biting into the flesh, but I didn’t care at the moment. Max’s hands slid down to my ass and I took the hint and jumped up. It was a little awkward with my bad leg, but Max managed to hold me easily. His mouth never left mine as he climbed up the stairs and down the hallway. I came up for air just long enough to confirm Pops’s door was closed and immediately dragged Max back into a kiss.

Max kicked his door open and made it to his bed in two steps. He dropped me on the mattress, and I nearly cried out when Max stepped away, but he was only going to close and lock the bedroom door. Smart. I watched hungrily as Max came back to edge, as he undressed me with his eyes.

“Take those clothes off, Aiden. Tonight, I’m going to make you mine.”

Chapter34

Max

We tookoff our clothes at warped speed. I completely missed my man strip because I was too distracted getting my own pants off before I burst. By the time I kicked my shit off to the side and prepared to maul Aiden, he was naked and splayed out on the bed, a meal for my taking.

I kneeled on the mattress, my knees resting near his hip as I loomed over him. Aiden still had some nasty scratches from the barbed wire and whatever else happened to him. A few needed stitches, and while the last of them were removed earlier this week, some of the scars would be lasting. It didn’t detract from his beauty though. Neither did the ones that already marred his body. Every single one of them told a story about how strong Aiden truly was.

I was staring though, and of course he noticed. Aiden began squirming and I realized he was getting self-conscious. I straddled him and gently began kissing some of the older and more healed scars. “You’re fucking beautiful,tokki, every bit of you.”

Aiden looked away, but I wasn’t having it. I tilted his head toward mine. “I’m serious, love. I wasn’t trying to make you self-conscious. I was just thinking how I wish I didn’t already eat dinner because I want to devour every damn inch of you.”

Aiden’s gaze heated and his tongue peeked out between his lips. “I’m happy being dessert.”

Fuck. My eyes trailed down his abdomen and rested on his cock that was resting heavily on his thigh. My own dick took notice. I was half hard up to this point, but seeing Aiden like this, mine for the taking, was enough to get me the rest of the way there.

“I’m gonna taste you tonight, love. I’m gonna lick every last inch of you. All I need is for you to lie there and let me treat you right,tokki.”

Aiden jerked his head up and down rapidly, his pupils dilated. “Fuck. Yes. All of that, yes.”

I fisted my own cock and jerked it a couple times before I leaned down and licked a trail right down my man’s body. I took a detour to his left nipple and sucked into my mouth. “You taste so good, love.”

Aiden snorted. “I probably taste like your soap.”

He did. And he smelled like it too. And just a hint of the trail mix he’d been binging on since he got the clear to eat what he wanted. But I loved it. Call me a caveman, I guessed, but I fucking loved that he was using my soap and my shampoo.

“You do. But you taste like you too. Strength and sweetness rolled into one.”

Aiden rolled his eyes and opened his mouth, probably to say something snarky, but all that came out was a moan as I twisted his one nipple and while sucking on the other.

“What was thattokki? I couldn’t hear you?”

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