‘Kiss me again, Max,’ I murmured.
His handsome face smiled down on me. ‘Oh, I am more than happy to oblige.’
That seductive smile curled on his lips as he took my face in his hands, his dark eyes open, but hooded with desire. His mouth found mine and my lips parted, the sensation of his taste on my tongue igniting all my senses. He kissed me softly, as though for the first time, and I felt my body sway under his attentive embrace. My hands reached out for his head, pulling him closer, wanting more of him, more of his delicious kisses, feeling lost to everything around me but the intensity of this gorgeous man currently sending my entire being into spirals of delight. His body was firm and hard against mine, my hands running over his broad shoulders, eager to discover every inch of him. Our kisses came faster now, more urgently, our breathing ragged, as we occasionally surfaced for air, looking imploringly into each other’s eyes.
‘You’re beautiful, Ellie, do you know that?’
I laughed away the compliment, but my skin prickled in acknowledgment of his words and with it the realization that under Max’s adoring gaze, seeing for myself the light in his eyes and the effect I was having on him, I felt beautiful too.
He laid a trail of kisses from my mouth, down my neck and across my collarbone, making my toes curl in delight. His hand brushed against the curve of my breast and I gasped, taken by surprise by the intensity of his touch. His masculine scent was intoxicating, my head lost to everything but the moment. I grabbed onto the balustrade to steady myself, thinking my legs might buckle beneath me.
‘Have I shown you my bedroom?’ said Max with a glint in my eye. He scooped me up again in his arms, my body feeling as light as a feather in his hold. Unable to stop a big smile of contentment from spreading over my face, I clasped my arms around Max’s neck not wanting to let go. Ever.
‘Oh, I could definitely get used to this,’ I teased.
‘Really? Well, I can see I’m going to have to increase my sessions at the gym then to keep my strength up.’
‘Oi,’ I said, digging my heel into his thigh.
He laughed too as he strode along the landing towards his bedroom, carrying me comfortably in his arms. He pushed open the door and walked across to the bed, dropping me down gently into the depths of the fluffy white linen. This time he didn’t turn away, he leant over me, his brown eyes looking deeply into mine, his weight on my arms pinning me to the bed. He whispered my name in my ear, making my whole body tingle with anticipation, before proceeding to kiss me, tentatively at first, small sweet kisses on my mouth and on my neck, making me squirm with delight until I thought I wouldn’t be able to tolerate the exquisite sensations anymore. Then his kisses became more insistent, his tongue exploring my mouth, his evident hard desire for me fuelling my own passion.
His hands ran over my body and when his hand cupped my breast, my nipples hardened immediately to his touch. My hands reached out for him, eager to feel the strong lines of him and the firmness of the muscles in his chest and arms. Oh, and his thighs. Strong, muscular thighs. Everything about this man was irresistible and I felt spellbound by the magical effect he wove on my body and soul.
Max rolled over onto his back pulling me on top of him. I sat astride him, and his hands, strong hands with a gentle touch, which had already brought me such pleasure, fondled my breasts through the fabric of my dress, driving me to heavenly distraction, before he found the tie at my waist.
‘May I?’ he asked, a wry smile on his lips.
Such a gentleman. I nodded, unable to contain my excitement, desperate now for him to rip it off me.
Max pulled the two ends apart and my lovely new dress fell open. Max watched as I shrugged the dress off my shoulders, letting it slip down to my waist. Keeping eye contact, I pulled down my bra straps and unclipped the catch at the back, throwing my bra to the side, all the time revelling in the adoration of Max’s unwavering gaze. I didn’t feel self-conscious at all, just totally at ease. All powerful in my feminine potency. His hands reached up, his fingers tracing my breasts with the lightest of touches, my body arching involuntarily.
‘Mmm, come here you gorgeous creature.’
Max grabbed my arms and pulled me down on top of him, rolling me onto my side to face him. His expressive eyes devoured me greedily as he used one hand to smooth my hair behind my ear while the other cupped my breast, taking my breath away. I undid the buttons on his shirt, my hands discovering the hardness of his torso beneath, my fingers running along the highly toned ripples of his stomach muscles. He pulled me to his body, our legs intertwining, and I relished the sensation of his naked flesh up against mine. His thumb and forefinger found my nipple and I gasped. He gently squeezed, pulled and twisted at my breasts in a way that had me writhing in pleasure. I reached down to his waistband, undoing the button to his trousers, my hand grasping his full-on hardness, bringing a smile of warm satisfaction to my lips and eliciting a groan from Max. With an urgency now, he pulled off his trousers and boxers and threw them aside, sweeping my dress to the floor at the same time. He pulled me into his embrace, our bodies in unison, our mouths coming together in an explosion of kisses. His hand travelled from my breast down to my stomach and then to the waistband of my knickers, each smooth movement causing my insides to melt further until his fingers were tracing a trail beneath the elastic, taunting and teasing me with their promise.
He pulled away from me, his hands grasping my head, his gaze observing me fervently. ‘God, Ellie. You do something to me. Do you know that? Something deep down in here.’ His voice was heavy with emotion as he tapped on his chest with the flat of his hand. I smiled, pulling his head to mine and kissing his lips, full wide lips that seemed to have a magnetic pull. I simply couldn’t get enough of his delicious sensual kisses.
His hand ran down my leg, hitching his thumb onto my knickers and pulling them down over my thighs so that I could wriggle free of them. We were both fully naked now, our legs wrapped around each other, our bodies seeming to meld together perfectly. His hand travelled along the inside of my thigh, up and down, his thumb stroking my flesh in a slow rhythmic movement that sent me into ever-increasing spirals of delight.
I called his name, pulling him closer, reaching down to feel him, my hand grasping onto his hardness, wanting more of him, all of him, my heart thumping with a passion I’d never experienced in my life before.
‘Max,’ I said, breathlessly.
‘What do you want, Ellie?’ he said, his voice taunting me.
‘Please, Max,’ I gasped, feeling as though my heart might not take any more.
Max reached above me, pulling out a small packet from the pillow behind my head. ‘Are you absolutely sure this is what you want, Ellie?’
‘Yes.’
‘Did you mention something about going home?’
‘No! Max please,’ I begged him. ‘I want you. So, so much.’ His gaze held mine, desire simmering between us. ‘Please. Now.’
He slid his hands under my hips, lifting my body to his, gently inching his way into me, slowly, surely, my body yielding to his weight on top of mine, our bodies melding together, each movement bringing a gasp of pleasure to my lips. He drove deeper into my body, at first slowly, but then with more intent, more purpose, with infinite skill, again and again, so that I couldn’t concentrate on anything else but the exquisite sensations tormenting my entire body. My mind was lost to everything but Max and the highly charged significance of the moment.
Max’s focus was fixed entirely on me, taking his pleasure from the thrills he delivered to me, his hands caressing and fondling the contours of my body, while he thrust hard inside me, each deep movement pushing my body further and further towards a teetering edge, ebbing and flowing relentlessly until I couldn’t contain the delicious sensations any longer, my whole being relinquishing to a final shuddering wave that overwhelmed me completely, my beautiful sweet release bringing Max to a total-encompassing peak too. He collapsed down on top of me, falling into my embrace. We both exhaled together in harmony, our bodies warm and glowing in satisfaction.
Max rolled onto his side to look at me, our gazes still locked together, our limbs still entwined, neither of us wanting to break the intensity of the moment. He reached up with his hand to caress my face and swept his fingers through my hair, tidying it behind my ears, before kissing me on my lips. ‘I may have lied. About having an ulterior motive in bringing you here.’ His voice was husky and edged with humour.
‘Is that so?’ I said, running my finger around the outline of jaw, drinking in all the gorgeousness of his lovely face. ‘That’s absolutely terrible. I’m shocked. Totally shocked.’
‘Will you stay?’
I stretched out my body in his lovely huge bed, not wanting to ever leave it, but knowing that I’d have to soon, breaking the magic spell we’d created between us. ‘I’d love to, but Mum’s at home so I should really get back.’
‘Aw shame. I wanted to have you all to myself. Some other time, eh?’
‘Yeah, definitely,’ I said, thinking it couldn’t come soon enough, the very idea sending a warm pool of delight to the depths of my stomach.