After the Fall

Lover of Danger part 2 (Smut)

"I would tell you to keep your arms up but..truth is I love it when you struggle and cry and try and push me away, as I keep going and going and going and going, and Max that is exactly...what is about to happen tonight."

The words that make Max even more wetter then she currently already is, makes her all the more desperate for something that he doesn't give to her at the moment. She never knew denial could feel like this, such a lost of something amazing and it is making her even more desperate then she has ever been before. The words makes her shiver, seeming like shiver after shiver runs up her spine because she knows he will be true to his words.

He always is.

She admires him in all of his glory, looking into his deep brown eyes that are darkened more than ever right now. It just seems like his chocolate brown smooth skin shines in the moonlight, the light of the beautiful bright light in the sky seeping through the large glass window, as well as the lights of the buildings. He is a beautifully made large sculpture, she completely loves being under him, feeling down and up his skin while he is on top of her, her body fitting into his. She always feels protected, small and safe under him, and also so warm and hot at the same time.

Lucas slowly slips back on his boxers over his manhood, knowing he will have to keep himself confined otherwise he may just ram into her if he hardens to much and begins to pump himself. That is what he wants now more than ever, it has been such a long time since they have been intimate but at the same time lessons need to be taught, and Lucas must find his patience while he is about to perform his motions.

And with the look Lucas is sending Max she knows it is about to be a long night. His feral lust filled expression makes her heart thump more as he crawls up her body, doing it slowly in a purposeful motion to tantalize her, to make that anticipation that she loves and hates at the same time grow more. Her hands grip the bedsheets from the look he is sending her.

It is quite honestly a lot, so much to where her hand dips inside of her core, her moaning softly as she begins to move her fingers inside of her. She wants to whine hard, completely scream and beg out but she knows that is what he wants and she doesn't want to give in right now, because for one she is still Max Sinclair and she is stubborn and for second he denied her, so her desperation and frustration mixes together and it makes her want to be disobedient towards him.

A rush of heat and wet arousal courses through Max's core as well as heat through her whole body causing tingling feelings when Lucas strong hand wraps around her throat, Max's eyes fluttering open and looking into his. His piercing stare is right on hers.

"What the hell are you doing?" He suddenly questions.

"W..what?" She breaths.

Lucas clenches his jaw, Max gasping softly when his hand wraps tighter around her throat. "What are you touching?" He questions, his lips coming closer to hers. "I am the only one that can touch you like this, I don't want you touching yourself." He sneers while jerking her hand away from herself.

"Then fuck me." Max tells him.

"You think you can demand me tonight Max?" Lucas questions, a smile suddenly being seen on his face while he just shakes his head.

"Yes. It works doesn't it?" She throws back.

Lucas smiles more, showing his straight white teeth. He will not lie it makes him harden more, making him twitch inside of his pants. It is statements like those that makes him want to ram into her and stretch her out completely, destroy her but what he has in mind is so much better, something he has been craving to hear and see. Yes he thoughts his thoughts are quite feral and intrusive but they are very much mutual as well, because despite how much she kicks up a fuss about it she loves it, all that he does to her.