Page 28 of Cross Point
Maxwell knew he’d fucked up as soon as the words had left his mouth. She had warned him that she didn’t take orders well, and what did he do? Pushed her more. And in a way that was sure to make her feel like he was only interested in fucking her, nothing more.
His arrogance had almost cost him. He’d felt it in the way she had pulled back from him. It was like something precious had been slipping from his hands, and that panicked feeling made him want to hold onto her even tighter.
He pulled back a little so he could yank off his shirt, desperate for the need to feel her breasts against his bare skin. He tossed the shirt aside and wound her long hair around one of his hands, pulling her head back slightly so he could take her lips in a scorching kiss. She parted for him instantly, allowing him to plunder and taste her to his heart’s content.
It made him feel like a fucking king.
He let out a groan as her hands moved between them and she undid his jeans, pulling them down along with his boxers so the hard column of his cock slapped against the bare flesh of her stomach. He kicked the offending clothes off his legs and tried to pull her closer, but she braced a hand on his chest to hold him back and her eyes went wide as she looked down between them.
“Holy shit, Max! That’s not a dick, that’s a tree trunk!”
Just thinking about feeling that monster cock inside her had her creaming so much she could feel her juice dripping down her thighs.
He laughed a little at that. “Don’t worry, love. I’ve never had any complaints.”
Trinity bet he didn’t. There really had to be something in the water down there. Otherwise, she’d simply been lucky enough to somehow find two men with the biggest dicks she’d ever encountered.
Talk about winning the jackpot.
Where Jackson was longer in length, that extra inch or so seemed to be added to the girth of Maxwell’s shaft. She pushed aside thoughts of Jackson so she could completely focus on the man in front of her. That wasn’t difficult since Maxwell was seriously impressive. Not only did he have a dazzling face, he had a lean, rock hard body ripped from workouts and healthy living.
His skin was a few shades lighter than hers, but that was to be expected since she’d been sunbathing and he practically lived in a suit and tie most of the time. She traced her fingertips down his broad chest, then lower to the ridges of his abdomen. He grabbed her wrist to stop her before she could reach his cock, bringing her hand up to kiss her knuckles.
The old-fashioned, gallant gesture had her heart skipping a beat.
“I want to feel your hands on me, but if you touch me right now, I might lose control. First, I want to show you how good I can make you feel.”
She wanted him to lose control but let him have his way for the moment. “Kiss me again, Max. I love how you kiss me.”
“Then, I’ll never stop.”
Trinity welcomed the feel of his mouth on hers again. The tender way he kissed her did something to her insides. It made her want to curl into his warmth and never let go. With a casual display of strength, Maxwell picked her up and lay her down gently in the center of the large bed, their lips never parting. She pulled him down over her, wrapping her arms around him so he covered her completely.
She enjoyed the heavy weight of his muscular body on her, and she stroked her hands over his back, loving the feel of his warm skin beneath her palms. Wrapping her ankles around the backs of his calves, she spread his legs a bit so they were pressed core to core, his long, thick shaft rubbing against her soaking wet pussy making them both groan.
He finally broke the kiss, trailing his hot mouth down her neck and moving lower until he reached her aching breasts. He glanced up at her, and her breath caught at the impact of his hungry gaze.
“My mouth is watering just looking at these dark, sweet little berries.”
“Suck them, Max. They ache…”
He gave her a wicked smile, then did just that. She moaned as his mouth latched onto one of her nipples. He sucked hard, sending pleasure shooting through her that reverberated straight down to her throbbing clit. He palmed her other breast in his large hand, rolling her other nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
He switched, making sure to taste her other breast before moving down. He pressed hot, wet kisses over her flat stomach, only pausing when he reached the puckered scars she received on her last mission. His head jerked up, blue eyes searing into hers with an uncontrollable fury she’d never seen the likes of before.
“Bloody hell, these are stab wounds!”
“Well, yeah they are. I told you I was on medical leave, right?”
“But I didn’t realize…”
Trinity reached down and cupped his face in her hands. “What I do is dangerous, Max. Things don’t always go according to plans. I survived.”
His jaw clenched and released, then he spoke softly. “I don’t like thinking of you being hurt. You could be killed doing what you do.”
“People get killed doing regular jobs every day,” she pointed out.
He frowned. “But someone tried to kill you tonight.”