Page 77 of Make Me Whole

I pulled my fingers from her slit and pierced her with my tongue to drink in all her sweetness as I filled her mouth with my seed. Like a starving woman, she swallowed every drop as if it were the sweetest and sexiest dessert she could indulge in.

Unsurprisingly, as she rolled off me, I was already hungry for seconds.

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SKY

Irolled off Max feeling pretty good about myself and my plan. So far, it was going fantastic, and I was nowhere near done with him yet.

Luckily, he wasn’t done with me, either.

My heart still pounded with the aftermath of the orgasm when Max sat down on his heels and grabbed my ankles. My eyelids were heavy, but I pried them open to look at him as he silently opened my legs and maneuvered my ass so that my feet straddled him and my ass rested on his thighs.

Gaze fixed on my pussy, his tongue caressed his bottom lip as it had my clit. A fresh wave of arousal washed over me as I dipped my eyes from his lust filled face to his cock, amazed to see he was hard again.

“Yeah. I’m gonna fuck you again right now,” he informed as naturally as if he were telling me the time. It was hot as hell. “How intense do you want it, baby?”

I could see he wanted it hard, maybe even harder than he had fucked me last night. I was still a little sore from our last award-winning performance, but I couldn’t—wouldn’t—deny him. Bursting with need and anticipation, I whispered, “As intense as you want to make it.”

He cocked a brow and slid a finger to my center. “You’re sure about that? I’m not in the mood for dessert anymore. I want a whole fucking meal.”

I dropped my knees to my sides, opening wider. “Bon Appetit.”

Max let out a lusty chuckle. In silence, he tightened his grip on my hips and slid me over his thighs to his cock. Holding my attention with a smoky gaze, he pierced me with one swift move.

I gasped at the sudden fullness. Then, I gasped again as Max rose to a kneeling position, penetrating me deeper than I had ever been before. Without giving me time to adjust, he moved in and out of me so hard and so fast one would think he was drilling for oil, and thanks to the wonderful workings of gravity, his cock stroked my G-spot with every roll of his hips.

The intensity of the pleasure building inside me was no longer just a full meal, it was the whole goddamned restaurant, and keeping myself from screaming his name at the top of my lungs required more conscious effort than I had in me. Panting, I clasped a hand over my mouth to muffle out the sounds I could no longer control. That seemed to drive Max crazy.

He moved faster, harder, deeper. My toes curled as electricity fizzled across my skin. Breathing was hard, and keeping my moans low was harder. So much pleasure pooled in my belly that it made me feel both a little afraid and completely hungry for my next orgasm.

“So close,” I gasped through my fingers.

Max grunted something unintelligible and brought a digit to circle my clit. And that was it.

My body exploded with pleasure so intense I had to bite my index finger to keep from screaming. The orgasm was all-consuming, breaking me apart and putting my soul together all at the same time.

I shivered as Max continued to pump me in search of his own release and prolonging mine in a heart exploding way. His fingers tightened against my ass once he reached the peak, and my eyes rolled backward at the sound of his groan and the warmth of his cum. More than anything in the world, I loved this moment and this connection we shared.

My body felt liquid when Max finally returned me to the mattress and fell backward, lying with his head by my feet. For a moment, the room was quiet save for the labored sounds of our breaths.

Unconsciously, I brought my hands to my belly and caressed the spot where our child grew. I was so happy, so in love, so full of joy and butterflies that if only I could find my breath and voice I would have told himthe newsright then and there.

“How was that?” he asked after a moment, voice rough and sluggish.

I moaned in reply. It was all I could do at that point.

He lifted his head a bit to look at me, eyebrow cocked and lips tugged in a boyish grin. “That good?”

I shook my head.

His brows knit together. “That bad?”

I laughed. “No. Much better than that moan. Surprisingly good, to be honest.”

“Why surprisingly good? Were you expecting a subpar fuck, Skylar?”

I laughed harder. “No. I don’t think you’re capable of that.” Max winked, looking sexy and mighty proud of himself as I continued, “I just didn’t know you could go that deep. I wouldn’t be surprised if there’s oil coming out of my vagina.”

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