Off the Track Series Book 3
An unexpected twist of fate finds Charlotte spending a late night turned early morning with Max Verstappen. The only catch - He doesn't even touch her, but they do touch each others hearts. After a lifetime of getting it...
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Foreign probing my entrance.
My dildo!
Bloody hell. Max pushes the tip of the sex toy against my soaked core, but only the tip as he continues smacking. No matter how I twist or squirm against him Max refuses to give me any further driving me crazy until I'm in so much need I'm making demands of my own on the second to last spanking owed.
"Max, please...I...damn it, just fuck me already!" My outburst so full of sass he actually laughs.
"Stand up." He demands in reply.
If it means he'll fuck me, I'd hang upside down from the ceiling fan right now so I eagerly scramble to my feet standing totally naked, breathless with hair mused from his fingers.
I should feel awkward.
Still I've not felt more myself in my damn life.
Before he even stands Max searches my gaze once more, needing to know I'm fully committed.
My smoldering eyes promise I am.
I want this. I want him... I only want him. His swirling ocean blues tell me it's not unrequited. We'll figure it all out later, but this moment here and now is just us.
We gave each other out heart, fragile that that are and suddenly this moment of consent before we leap off the ledge means so much more.
Awareness sizzles hot into the living room air, making the air feel thick in my throat.
Or is it just the nerves?
Max doesn't keep me waiting long pulling out his already hard dick to stroke in his right hand without breaking eye contact yet still, smirking back at me. My heart stops in my chest. A grinding record-screeching halt sure to cause permeant damage.
Before he can say a word I'm on my knee's, this time to pleasure him. The second my lips clamp around Max he releases a hoarse groan.
Good.
Wanting to get him as wound up as he got me I take him in deep, just the way he likes it. When I suck on his tip Max takes the change to tangle his fingers in my thick hair, moans of his encouragement echoing through the empty apartment. fingers tangled in her hair, stroking gently as his low murmur of encouragement filled the room. "If I fuck your mouth I'm going to come, and I don't wanna come anywhere but inside you." Max chokes out sending me to a rapid stop. "Baby, I think it's time you got naked." He follows up after the pause.
Before I can blink he has us both on our feet and stark naked.
The man is talented with his hands, what can I say?
"I love these tits," Max groans, pinching both nipples, before drifting his talented hands down my belly, lower and lower until he can part my folds with his fingers and rub my aching clit with his rough thumb.
