Arriving at his small country home, on the outskirts of the city, he made sure to close the gates behind him before getting back into his car and driving to the front gates.
Climbing out of the car, he looked up at his home. This had been such an achievement to him. He remembered the day he and Dylan got the keys. They had both seen the house as a victory for their future.
He closed and locked his car door, heading into the house and coming to a stop when he saw Raine bent over the staircase, reaching out to put up some spiderweb fabric.
The moment the front door shut, she spun toward him. “Max, hi,” she said. “Is something wrong?”
She wore a pair of tights and a skirt that came to her knees. The sweater came to her waist, and she’d shoved the sleeves up her arms. Her long brown hair was pinned on top of her head, and she looked flushed.
Max didn’t say anything. He closed the distance between them, not caring as he got to the same level as her. Sinking his fingers into her hair, he pulled her close, feeling her curvy body right next to his.
He slammed his lips down on hers, kissing her.
Raine melted against him, wrapping her arms around his neck as he traced her lips with his tongue. He glided his other hand down her back, going to her ass and squeezing the soft flesh.
His cock hardened.
Raine whimpered as he broke the kiss, trailing his lips to her neck. He couldn’t resist tracing across her pulse before taking a small bite. Running his hands over her body, he cupped her tits and pressed his face right next to him.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful.”
Max couldn’t wait. He pushed her until she was sitting, and he moved between her thighs. He’d never hated tights so much in his life, but he tore at them, splitting the fabric and moving it out of his way. Shoving the skirt up her thighs, he growled at the sight of her panties. “I think it’s only fair that I ban these wretched things from now on.”
Raine cried out as he tugged them out of his way, and there was her glorious, pretty, pussy, soaking wet and begging for his tongue.
He was more than happy to oblige.
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Raine knew she should tell him no. She should push him away. Max had been avoiding her, but how could she deny this?
Closing her eyes, she cried out as his tongue traced across her pussy. He wasn’t gentle. Max ate between her legs as if he was a dying man, desperate for her. She was the only thing to give him sustenance.
“So fucking good,” he said.
She sank her fingers into his hair, biting her lip and trying to control her body, but he was just so good. She didn’t care that the stairs were digging into her back, or that anyone could enter his home and see them.
Max took her clit into his mouth, using his teeth to scour around the nub. The slight pain was almost too much, but it wasn’t enough.
“Max, please, please,” she said.
“You want to come?” he asked.
“Yes, please, yes.”
He growled against her pussy, but he wasn’t one to give up. He licked at her clit. His tongue slid back and forth expertly.
Not once did he stop, and it felt so good to finally being eaten by him once again. She was so close. Max took her to the edge of release, held her there, and then as if he knew her body better than she did, he pushed her over the peak.
She screamed his name, not wanting him to stop.
His face was pressed against her pussy, and he groaned against the lips of her sex.
Before she had even come down though, she watched him lift up, going to the opening of his trousers.
Within seconds, he had his cock free, and he was so hard.
She had done this to him.
Right there on the steps, he placed the tip of his cock to her entrance, and then his blue eyes were focused on her. Slowly, inch by inch, he sank inside her.
There was no condom.
In the back of her mind, she knew she should be telling him to stop, but she couldn’t. With each inch he drove inside her, it was more pleasure than ever before. He gripped her hips and pulled her against him. She held on to the banister, trying to keep herself still as Max fucked her in the middle of the stairs.
This was so dangerous, but he felt so good.
He grabbed the edge of her sweater, and like her tights and panties, it ended up torn. Max was so strong, he took her breath away.
He groaned and held himself still within her. She didn’t know what he was doing as he stared down at them. She felt his fingers at her pussy as he spread the lips around his length.