My Sweet Bully

Closing the distance between us, I scoop his face in my hands. He tries to jerk his head away, but I don’t let him. Instead, I kiss him with a hard, commanding kiss.

His body goes rigid for a moment, and then I feel his muscles as they relax. He wraps his arm around my waist and runs the tips of his fingers across the side of my face as he kisses me back.

The tip of his tongue teases my lips, but I don’t let him enter. Pulling away, I smirk. “I did that to shut you up.”

Max chuckles as he pulls me closer. “I’m serious you know, you’re not safe with me.”

“How about you just let me decide for myself what I want.” Pressing my chest against his, my nipples bead up hard. “I’m pretty good at making choices for myself you know.”

“Is that right?” his voice is sultry and thick. Max walks me backwards until the back of my legs hit the edge of the mattress. “Do you know what I want right now?”

“What,” I ask as his hard body forces me to drop onto my elbows on the bed. “What do you want?”

“You.”

Max is looming over me, reaching both his arms to the bed, caging me in place. My eyes are frozen on his face. His gaze is ferocious, his mouth devouring, his teeth sharp. A shiver scales my spine, shooting out like a burst of lightening.

The weight of his presence causes me to lay back as he climbs on top of me. He’s gentle, soft, despite the hunger I see in his eyes. With tender fingers he plays with the hair around my face.

“I wish you could see who I really am.” His eyes move around my face as his thumb runs across my bottom lip. “Because you would turn and run the other way.”

“You’re wrong,” I say, my voice breathy and light. “I see who you are. Now you need to see it for yourself.”

There’s silence between us. He’s quiet, I’m quiet, but I can hear both our hearts beating. Each thud passes from his chest to mine, and mine to his, until they start to beat together.

The silence is swiftly gone as he drives his mouth onto mine, kissing me. Max drops to my side, still hovering over me. He’s teasing his fingers up and down my chest, tracing my breasts, and tickling down to the top of my jeans.

An intense burning spears my belly as his hand sweeps down my ribs and cups my mound. My hips jerk into his palm on reflex, and all I can think about is him taking me again.

I want him and need him more than I can ever put into words. It’s a feeling that’s taking over, in every nerve, muscle, and bone. Like an animal in heat, my body is reacting to his touch. I’m not in control, and I haven’t been since I stepped into his life.

The thought should scare me, only it doesn’t. It leaves me with a fuzzy feeling, and a sense of mayhem that turns me on.

A soft moan crests my lips and Max quickly eats it with another full kiss. His hands are on my pants, tugging at the button. It pops free after a little struggle, and he doesn’t waste any time.

Driving his hand into my pants, he smooths two fingers down my lips, pressing the hot center of my panties against my skin. I’m soaking wet, seeping through the fabric.

I can feel his cock as his hips start to move, rubbing against my outer thigh. His dick is solid as it grinds against my leg. He moves his fingers back and forth, massaging my clit with short circles.

His lips move off of mine and onto my jaw. He flutters kisses across my jawline and down my throat, nipping at my skin. Sucking in a sharp breath as he bites with a little more force, his fingers slips under my panties and into my pussy.

“Mm,” I moan, biting down on my bottom lip, and pulling it into my mouth.

His touch is magic, lifting me high into the air as he rubs my tender bud. His thumb strokes my clit, fingers smearing my juice between my folds.

Inserting one finger, he fucks me slowly, in and out, in and out. My body is wriggling beneath him, arching into him with fierce greed. My pussy is rubbing against his palm, eagerly trying to force him to go faster and harder.

With a devious smile on his face, one finger quickly changes to two. He glides his fingers in fast, and pulls them out just as quickly. My walls ache and clench, doing their best to keep him inside.

But he’s gone, and now I feel empty.

I didn’t realize I closed my eyes, and when I open them, I’m met with his sexy smirk.