I held onto his hand as he slipped a finger into me, and then another. Then he slammed my body against his. His left hand curved around my body to hold me in place while the other took me to places that I couldn’t believe I had waited so long to explore.
His fingers fucked me, his thumb joining in the dance as he worked my swollen sensitive bud in rapid torturous circles.
I saw my hand reach out to hold onto the fridge and it never did quite make it. It froze in mid-air and clenched at the agonizing pleasure that was coursing through me.
“Maxim,” I breathed as he nibbled on my ear, but then suddenly, he stopped and pulled out and I almost cried.
“What the—”
He lifted me off the ground, and threw me over his shoulder.
“Maxim,” I squealed and in no time he had me on the counter.
“I want you to be mine, Freya. I want you to be my woman.” He wrapped his hands around me and held me tight. “God, I’ve missed this,” he whispered.
I threw my hands around his neck. He nibbled my neck and my jawline, then moved to my nipples. One after the other, he sucked feverishly and ran his teeth over my pebble-hard nipples. I closed my eyes as jolts of pleasure shot through me. I caressed his shoulders loving the masculine hardness under his shirt.
Then, he knelt between my splayed legs and caressed my inner thighs. He bent his head and kissed my thighs going higher and higher. My pussy was hot with arousal. I screamed when his tongue connected with my clit.
“Yessssss.”
The pressure of his tongue on my clit eased. His licks became feathery light movements that barely scratched the itch. I pushed my pussy into his face. He moved back and continued with the light licks. I was going crazy with frustration.
“Maxim, please,” I begged my body aching for release.
“What do you want?” he said.
“I want you to eat my pussy,” I said between clenched teeth.
“Like this?” Another feathery lick.
“No, like you can’t get enough,” I said, almost shouting.
A finger circled my clit, and I made jerky humping movements. I needed some friction desperately. “What do I get in return?”
“What do you want?” I groaned.
“I want you to stay the night,” Maxim said.
“Yes, yes, I’ll stay. Now give me satisfaction.”
“With pleasure,” he said and proceeded to eat my pussy with great fervor, as if he had been starving for years.
I was still calling his name when my body exploded with an orgasm. He continued licking my pussy, long after the vibrations had ended.
“I want your cock now,” I gasped.
“I thought you’d never ask,” he said.
I watched him drop the pajama bottoms. He was magnificent to look at, with his muscular chest and ripped abdomen. I stared at his huge cock. I still couldn’t believe how damn big it was.
My pussy tingled at the thought of his cock filling me.
“You want this, my little stubborn minx?” Maxim asked, his hand stroking his rock-hard cock. In that moment he was like a beautiful Roman centurion standing proudly while holding his spear, only in this case, it was his impressive cock.
“Yes, please,” I said, my mouth watering. Maxim had made me shameless in my need for him.
“I’m going to make you scream,” he promised.
He pushed my legs up to my chest. I looked down and I could see how completely exposed I was. My pussy wet and glistening.
“Fuck,” Maxim growled and in the next second, his cock was poised above the entrance to my pussy.
He dragged the smooth tip of his cock up and down the dripping slit of my pussy. I cried out when the thick head slowly pushed in. I could feel juices gush out of my pussy. I thought I was going to die from pleasure.
“You like that, baby?” he growled.
“Yes, yes, it feels so good. I want all of you inside me,” I gasped.
“Balls deep?”
“Balls deep,” I muttered.
And he slammed into me, so brutally, my ass slid on the counter.
“Again,” I groaned.
“I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk.” Gripping my ass tightly he began to pound me relentlessly, like a madman.
He went so deep it felt as if his cock was in my belly and I knew I couldn’t last much longer.
“Oh God. Oh God,” I shouted as my pussy began to clench. I screamed his name as the orgasm rolled into my pussy, then spread to the rest of my body.
Maxim pumped harder and faster until hot seed shot into my pussy. With us both spent, he stroked my back softly. “That was hot. You’re hot, Freya Federov.”
Chapter Sixty-Seven
Freya
I had the sensation I was drifting on a soft cloud. But I wasn’t on a cloud. I was in… Maxim’s bed.
Memories of the previous night rushed back to me. Maxim completely possessing me on the counter, then carrying my limp body over to the shower. In there, he fucked me once, my palms pressed against the cool tiles, hot water rushing down my body. Then while cleaning me between my legs, he got aroused all over again, and proceeded to pump into me all over again. In the end I was so exhausted he had to carry me to his humongous bed.