What Maxi Needs (Leave Your Shoes On 3)

No woman he’d ever known had offered herself to him like this—and none were the type to ever allow him to suggest it. The blow job, sure. In his younger years. But not this erotic pleasure of being fantastically encased between her full, firm mounds. Therefore, it’d never even crossed his mind to think he’d been missing out. Now he knew the truth.

“You can come on my tits,” she told him. “I’ve never found that appealing…until right this very moment.” Her eyes were on her chest as he kept slipping and sliding between her breasts. “I don’t know what it is about you, but all I want is to make you absurdly hot.”

“You already do.”

“This is getting me hot, too. I never liked it before. It was like…a demeaning act, somehow. But now…with you…” She let out a long breath and then dipped her head again to take him in her mouth.

When his tip popped out from between her succulent lips, Ryan ground out, “Oh, shit, Maxi.” His hips jerked.

Her sapphire irises glowed. “Good for you, too?”

“Better for me. I’m sorry.”

“Never say that.” She pressed her breasts tighter around him, and he knew he’d come in two seconds if he didn’t get himself under control. At least a little bit.

“Giving pleasure feels just as good as receiving it, Ryan.” Her eyes shimmered with heat…and honesty. “When it’s right.”

Oh, this was so very, very right.

Because he knew that this woman didn’t play games. She didn’t have ulterior motives.

She was real. Genuine. Spectacular.

He said, “I want to be inside you, Maxi.”

“Soon.” She gave him a playful grin. “But I want to make you come first. On my breasts…or in my mouth?”

Christ! Wasn’t this the decision every man wanted to be in the position to make?

Damn it…she was too tempting, too exciting!

To hell with his good manners. Because Maxi made him so in need of an explosive release that he couldn’t pass up this golden opportunity.

“Your mouth.” As he’d originally indicated.

She freed him from her breasts, and he felt a tinge of regret over the choice he’d made, because her chest was voluptuous and so damn tempting.

But then her fingers wrapped around the base of his cock, her mouth closed over his head, and holy shit did she kick the blaze up to a flaming bonfire!

“Maxi,” he barely managed to say. “Oh, Jesus…”

She took him deep in her mouth. Stroked with her tongue. Lightly scraped with her teeth. Glided over his flesh with her moist lips.

Nothing could possibly compare to Maxi’s skill. Her dedication. Her determination. And with the invitation for him to come this way taunting his brain, Ryan couldn’t escape the exhilaration mounting within him.

His fingers threaded through her silky hair. He held her head in place while he fucked her mouth. She opened wide for him.

When he couldn’t last a second more, he demanded, “Suck me hard, sweetheart.” Her lips closed tight and her cheeks drew in as she did as instructed. Ryan felt all the blood rush to that highly sensitive erogenous zone. Tremors moved through him.

He told her in a gruff voice, “Swallow me down. All of me.”

Then he erupted in her mouth.

She sucked harder, took everything he had to offer. Drained him completely.

“Oh, goddamn!” He growled. “Fuck, yes. Maxi.”

His body convulsed. His fingers tightened around the strands he held. His eyelids squeezed shut for several seconds as white orbs burst behind them. Then they snapped open, and his gaze fixed again on the goddess at his feet.