Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 118309 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 592(@200wpm)___ 473(@250wpm)___ 394(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 118309 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 592(@200wpm)___ 473(@250wpm)___ 394(@300wpm)
My thighs shake as every muscle in my body tightens.
“I’m going to come,” I warn like it’s a bad thing.
How could anything that feels this good be bad?
I feel Maksim’s lips rise against my pussy before he increases the pressure of his tongue on my clit. He flicks the nervy bud on repeat while guiding his fingers in and out of my pussy in tempo to the rock of my hips.
His dedication blisters stars before my eyes and shoves me to within an inch of the finish line.
I’m right there.
Right on the edge.
I just need him to move to fully surrender to the wave tumbling into me.
“Wait…”
I claw at his head, desperate to move him away from the carnage.
This isn’t how it’s meant to be. His head isn’t meant to be between my legs when I climax. He’s meant to be gathering the washcloth while I finish myself off.
That’s how it always worked with my other bed partners.
“You can’t… I’m about to—”
I lose the fight when Maksim seizes my wrists and pins them to my sides. He holds nothing back as he unravels me with his mouth. He eats me like he is starved of taste, and I crumble under the intensity.
My orgasm is strong. Intense. Dangerous. I thrash against Maksim’s mouth until the pull becomes too great and I sink into the sofa like I’m plunging backward off a cliff, moaning nonstop.
“Look at you making a mess of my sofa. You’re so fucking beautiful when you’re creating a ruckus.”
His praise extends my orgasm and drains me of energy. I’m a sticky, floppy mess when he scoops me into his arms and positions me until I’m once again straddling his lap.
His pants are hanging lower down his legs now, past his ass and almost at his knees, and his sheathed cock is nudging at the opening of my pussy.
Don’t ask me where he got a condom from. It must have been sometime between me being catapulted into hysteria and slowly floating back to Earth.
Although I’m exhausted, I rock my hips forward, welcoming him in when he rubs his head through the folds of my pussy.
Maksim accepts my invitation with a brief nod before he thrusts inside me.
He prepared my body for him, but a whimper still escapes me. I’ve never been filled like this before. It’s almost too much, but I grit my teeth and breathe through the pain.
“Wait.” His one word is forced through a tight jaw and grinding teeth. “Lean back. If I pull out now, there is a possibility I could still tear you.” I’d give anything to have all my memories returned when he locks his eyes with mine and mutters, “I can’t hurt you, Doc. I don’t care how badly I want you; I’ll never force you to do anything you don’t want to do. Not after what you told me last night.”
After tilting me back far enough I can’t miss the intimate way our bodies are joined, he lowers his hand between my legs.
With my clit still sensitive from two orgasms in a matter of hours, it only takes a handful of rotations to loosen the walls of my vagina clamped around him.
“Oh god,” I moan when a familiar sensation builds low in my stomach again.
“We can do better than that,” Maksim murmurs before he whips my shirt off over my head and tugs down on the cup of my bra.
My knees hug his thick thighs when he toys with my nipple and clit at the same time.
I’m on the verge of climaxing again in a shamefully quick amount of time, but too horny to care.
I want to come again, and I want Maksim to know how wild his attention makes me.
“Yes, Doc. Ride me,” he hisses against my breast when the tingles racing through me see me rolling my hips in rhythm to the pulse of my clit.
Like it can get any bigger, his cock flexes when I rise to my knees before I pull them out from beneath me.
When I fall back onto him with a thud, his groan is as loud as the slap my ass makes with his thighs.
“Naughty, naughty girl,” he grits out before he encourages my reckless pace by gripping my hair at the nape and thrusting his hips upward. “I knew you’d be wild. That’s why I was so cocky when you walked in on me in the shower. When you looked at me all wide-eyed and needy, I wanted to take you where you stood… right on the floor of my mother’s hospital room.”
His confession makes him angry.
He fucks even harder when he’s mad, and in no time, another orgasm pulses through me.
I’m barely back from the clouds when Maksim’s dirty mouth has me racing for the finish line again. “Your cunt looks so good swallowing my cock. You’re taking me so well.” He pushes down on the middle of my stomach. “I am so fucking deep. I’ve never been so hard. That’s all you, Doc. Those eyes… them lips… that big ass brain of yours.” He thrusts harder, pushing past the inches hidden because of his seated position. “I hadn’t even looked at you and I already knew I needed to make you scream my name. Then I saw you…” His grunt vibrates all the way to his balls. “Fucking kneecapped.”