Breast riasting on an open fire Maxon's POV Prt 2

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The plane ride was short, way to short. We landed on a frozen clod tundra island.

America was freezing in the cold as she stepped tenderly up the step's."Maxon when you said "Get Away" I thought you meant to a beach. Not the freezing TUNDRA!!!" she yelled so loud, that I couldn't hear anything other than her beautiful voice. Wow I must really need this if America's yelling is turning me on.

"I'm sorry my dear." Her rage grew "Come here my dear." she near the boiling point of explosion "Maxon if you don-"

I grab her hand and pulled her close, I guide her hands and let them slowly un zip my pants and into the slip of my boxers. "Rub it, now." I breathed into her neck aggressively, I could feel her body slightly shake as I gave her commands. This was going to be so much fun.

Her tiny small hands began to slow move up and down, as I move my hands behind her neck. She inhales and exhales, her lips tasting like candy. I just had to take a bite, I slip her jacket off, then her shirt, bra, pants, underwear.

Her body was now exposed, glimmering against the dim light of the fire. She bites my neck, then rips my shirt in half, I guess she needed this more than me "My dear, control you self."

"Shut Up!" She kept kissing down my body, it was clear my voice could ruin this moment so I just indulged every thing she gave me. She got down to my waist, kissing down my V-line softly.

She then traced her her nails in the area tickling me down there until she logged it in her mouth. When she let go a soft "pop" sound came from between her lips. The feeling made me feel brand new I had never experienced this, I guess this how America felt when I did the same to her.

She stand and grabs my arm dragging me into the room, slamming me on to the bed using more force than I ever could. She climbs on top of rubbing my sensitive area with hers..."My queen,this way out of line...aren't I supposed to be in charge?"

She ignores me and kisses down my body once more,she then sits up and grabs it logging into her body. Tiny tears trail down her face;She let's out a satisfying a high. She shames her body on top me.

I moan "America...Singer...O for love of god!!!" She looks at me and laughing. "I think we should stop for to night."





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