Page 21 of Sam (Eye Candy Ink)

“Please, Max!” I cry out, more turned on then I’ve ever been in my life.

“I love hearing you say my name like that, but I’m not quite done with you yet.”

I moan and writhe and at one point scream as he drives me out of my mind with his mouth. He licks up my core, drinking down my juices before he circles my clit, flicking the barbell over and over as he pushes one thick finger inside of me.

When he curls his finger, rubbing against that spot inside of me that he knows drives me wild and tugs on the barbell in my clit, I lose it, falling over the edge and screaming out his name as I go. I’m not aware of anything after that, just blackness as my pleasure floods through me. I feel the bed shift and then Max is thrusting into me.

Feeling his piercing drag inside of me as he stretches me has me coming again. I pull against the ties as Max fills me to the point of pain but that sting only drives me higher, prolonging my orgasm.

He sets off on a punishing pace and I can tell that he’s close to his release as well. The harder he fucks me, the wetter I get. My pussy squelches as he pounds into me and when he takes one nipple into his mouth and tugs on the ring, I come again.

I must black out because the next thing I know, Max is untying me and removing the blindfold. I lay on the bed boneless as he closes the laptop and sets in on the bedside table. He spoons behind me, pulling me against him as he nuzzles his face into my hair.

I close my eyes, smiling as he lets out a deep breath.

“I love you, Samantha.”

“I love you too, Max,” I say before my eyes fall closed and I drift off to sleep.

14

Max

I’min the middle of a conference call the next week when Sam burst into my office in the back of Abernathy Brewhouse. The door slams back against the wall and I jerk in my chair, eyes wide as I turn to see what’s wrong. Sam is standing in the door frame, panting, her face red and a little sweaty, but her eyes are wild with excitement.

“You have to come with me!” She says, hurrying around the desk and grabbing my arm.

She tugs on my arm and I hurry to end my phone call.

“I’ll have to call you back. Something has come up,” I say before I hit end and grab my car keys off my desk.

“What’s going on?” I ask as I hurry to keep up with her.

She doesn’t look hurt and if something was wrong then she would look scared or worried, not excited.

“Atlas and Darcy are getting married!”

“Today? As in right now?” I ask, trying to catch up.

“Yeah, his parents couldn’t come up from Philadelphia. Big surprise, right?” She says, rolling her eyes.

“So where are they getting married then?”

“The courthouse. In like twenty minutes! We have to hurry!”

Sam is practically skipping as we head out to my car. I get her door for her and then race around the hood. We speed off toward the courthouse and Sam tells me how excited she is. She says she knew that Atlas would be the first of the Eye Candy Ink crew to get married, that he and Darcy are perfect for each other. I listen to her chatter, as we battle traffic downtown to the courthouse.

I have to circle the lot twice before I finally find a spot and then I grab Sam’s hand and we sprint up the steps and into the courthouse. We find the right office and hurry inside. Sam and I are the last to arrive and I smile when I see Zeke and Nico sitting in the chairs along the far wall. Zeke is staring at his phone, a soft smile playing on his lips. Sam told me that some girl came in to see him last week and he’s seemed off ever since. I’m dying to ask him about it but now doesn't seem like the right time or place for that.

Mischa has his hand interlocked with a pretty black-haired girl with the brightest purple eyes that I’ve ever seen. He’s grinning like the lunatic that he is as he spins her out and then tugs her back into his side. She’s laughing and her grin matches his. That must be Indie.

Atlas is standing with his bride to be beside them. Darcy is a curvy girl who is watching Indie and Mischa with a bright smile. She’s wearing a white sundress with some flowers in her hair. She’s cuddled up against him and he’s staring down at her like she’s his everything. I know that look well. I tug Sam into my side as we walk over to join them.

We only wait a minute before Atlas and Darcy’s names are called and we all file back into a smaller room. Mischa and Indie serve as best man and maid of honor and the rest of us stand against the back wall. The ceremony is over quickly and we all cheer as they slide the rings on and then kiss.

“Soon, that will be us,” I whisper in Sam’s ear and she smirks at me.

“Don’t count on it.”

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