Our eyes meet and he offers me a shaky smirk. He looks drunk with hunger, eyes glassy, as he guides his cock to my hole.

I gasp when he drives into me from behind. He feels like he somehow goes even deeper in this position. But I’m so freaking slick and needy, my slit takes him willingly this time, as I thrust back onto his entire length and feel my ass flatten against his rock hard abs.

“Fuck, the way your ass bounces for me…”

“Like this?”

I thrust again harder, feeling every tantalizing inch of him.

“Keep doing that. Bounce on my dick.”

He stays still as I guide the pace of our euphoria, arching my back and pulling my hips forward until I feel my hole kissing his tip, and then slowly thrust back. He moans as I move all the way down until my ass is flat against his abs again.

After a few thrusts, he moves with me again.

I can’t help but scream in near-orgiastic release when he begins to pump his hips, slamming into me, his helm sparking with electric pleasure when he burrows faster and harder into me.

The dam inside of me feels like it’s on the verge of breaking.

I buck and bite down on the sheets, hunched over as he grinds closer, thundering his cock into me now. My vision grows hazy and I close my eyes, seeing nothing but red, as though telling me I’m so, so close to…

And then it hits me. The orgasm. It slams into me with the force of a Mack truck. All I can feel is my man’s cock, the intense soaked friction, grinding into me.

My pussy quivers and pulses around his length, the orgasm sending wave after wave of ecstasy squirting down his shaft. He groans and leans down, laying his muscled body against my back. I can feel his heartbeat thumping, beating in time with the pulsing of my release.

Reaching up, I palm his cheeks, running my nails down his face as his breaths grow louder in my ear.

“Who do you…”

He cuts off, but I know what my man is trying to say.

“You,” I cry. “I belong to. You. Only… you.”

It’s difficult to form words as Maxton’s breath grow even more frantic, panting like an uncaged beast in my ear. He snarls and then lets out a roar.

I lean back, pulsing against him as he empties himself inside of me. His groans become hollow like he can’t catch his breath, and as the orgasm comes to an end he wraps his arms around me.

He cradles me close, softly kissing my cheek. I turn and find his lips. He slips out of me and we roll onto the bed together, kissing all the while.

Finally, I end up in his arms, my face resting against his chest.

“Your heart is beating so fast,” I whisper.

“You make me so crazy, that’s why.”

His voice catches. I prop myself up on his chest, laying my forearms against his muscled skin. “What is it?”

He frowns down at me.

“Wasn’t it—”

“It was amazing,” he growls, interrupting me. “It was everything I ever could’ve wished for. It’s nothing to do with that.”

“Then what…” I trail off, reading his face. “Oh, right. Of course.”

The elephant in the room, the one we’ve been trying to avoid.

“We have to tell him now, don’t we?”

Maxton nods. “We should’ve told him before. You just make me so crazy.”

I drag my fingernails down his chest. “Well… ditto.”

“But yeah, we have no choice now. Because there’s no way I can let you go.”

I swallow, nerves buzzing in my belly. I know he’s right. And yet the thought of telling my dad makes me want to run away as fast and far as I can.

“You’re right,” I say, forcing the words out. “We have to tell him. I can’t let you go either, Max. Not now. Not ever.”

I love you.

Pushing the declaration away, I lay my cheek against his chest again. I can’t tell him that yet, even if it’s true.

What if dad doesn’t approve?

What the heck are we going to do then?

Chapter Twenty-Two

Maxton

The next day, I ask Steve to swing by my place. Maddie and I debate telling him the reason for the visit, but in the end, we decide it’s best we don’t tell him until he gets here.

“He might not come if we tell him beforehand,” Maddie said, sitting up in bed, wringing her hands.

I agreed with her, making soft patterns on her naked back with my hand. But we both understood – without saying it – that part of the reason we didn’t tell him beforehand is we were trying to delay the inevitable.

Now we wait on my balcony. The autumn day is clear and the late-morning sun shines down on us. Maddie is glowing this morning, even in yesterday’s clothes. Her hair is adorably messy and she has a vibrant vivacious look about her.

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