Book 2✔️ Between The Mafias

18. The one with the fine morning

"Max, love...could you. Yes, like that. Fuck yes..." I whispered as I melted into his arms. My gorgeous Ken was behind me. He was spooning me when he woke me up with his morning erection and his naughty fingers between my legs.

"I missed you so much, Emilie. I can do this all day. In fact, we are not leaving this room. Not today. Maybe tomorrow, or in the next couple of days. But definitely not today. You feel so good in my arms, Barbie. And you're so wet for me," He traced his kisses to the back of my neck, down my shoulders as he gently sucked and licked my sensitive spots. He slurred his dirty thoughts with his breathy husky voice that made me wet with each passing second.

"Nggh..." Yep. Not even a damn word. My brain seemed too frazzled to reply to his lewd suggestions.

His fingers played me expertly as they dipped and tuned my insides perfectly. He coaxed my neediness, waking my desires as I demanded shamelessly for more.

He grunted and started grinding me from behind. Our breaths became heavy, and we were both panting. I pleaded with him to fill me and stretched me until he finally made a move. I sighed audibly and the man sexily chuckled from behind me.

"I got you, Barbie. Always." He lifted my leg and pushed himself from behind me. He slowly pushed in and out of me. He took his damn time, making me crazy with needs and he fucking knows it. He whispered huskily in my ear in his deep, sexy voice, making me whimper. I was wet. So fucking wet and horny as hell.

"Rough Max, I want it rough. Need you. More. Harder. Use me, Max. Fuck me."

And that was when he lost it. My nails planted deep into his forearms. One over my breasts while his other hand wrapped around my neck. Just the way I like them.

"Damn Em, baby. So fucking sexy, Barbie. So fucking hot, so fucking wet for me." He let go of my breasts and roughly fisted my hair when he bit my neck playfully. He pounded me harder with a loud groan. He thrust faster. He pinched my nipples before he squeezed and smacked my ass cheeks. Hard.

"Damn it! Yes. Rough. More. I'm coming Ken. Fuck, yes!"

He was rough when he pulled out and flipped me to rest on my back. I whined from the loss and the man gave me his mischievous smile and latched his lips where I needed him the most. He savored me while pushing his finger into me, causing me to let out a porn-worthy moan. Then, he added another finger while he kept on licking me with his flat tongue. He took my hands, inviting me to take hold of him. I moaned when I pressed his face shamelessly between my legs. Then...then, I was grinding my hips like I was a seasonal pornstar.

"Fucking hell, Max!"

He abruptly got up and pulled me to the end of the bed. He pushed my thighs flat on my chest before he started pounding me. Hard and rough. The man was so deep inside me that he made me chase my orgasm fast and hard. But as soon as I got close, he paused to kneel on the floor and fuck me with his mouth. Again. I was about to lose it when he stopped and kissed my mouth, making me taste myself. I was a mess, a fucking horny mess.

He kissed me seconds before he stood between my legs in all his naked glory and thrusting me deeper and harder. He took my wrists above my head. The man sexily growled and bit my nipples.

Goo...puddle of goo.

I melt under his eyes and am ready for his taking. He was aggressively delicious and vigorous. I was crazy with the need for him and him alone.

I climaxed so hard, it felt a bit blinding. I clenched until I eventually let him go. I was exhausted and felt my body relax in his hold. He came seconds later. We were sweaty, raspy and so lax from our morning sex.