Page 25 of Targeted By Love
“Fuck, Maynard!” My eyes rolled back in my head as pleasure coursed through me.
He hummed his appreciation, sending me into a frenzy. His fingers curled, massaging my balls, pushing me to the edge of orgasm.
“Maynard, I’m...”
He pulled off me with a wet pop, just as I teetered on the edge of climax. “Not yet, love. I want to savor this.”
“But, I...” I panted, my cock aching for release. It wasn’t as if I wouldn’t be able to go again. I had years of fantasies about this man to catch up on. I was going to be ready to go again quickly. Of that I had no doubt.
“Gods, Rhodes, I need you.”
“Then take me,” I breathed, not pretending to care about the desperation in my voice. I needed him, too, needed to be claimed, to feel his thick girth burning inside of me, to feel his knot.
He reached down and circled my slick entrance with his finger, teasing me, tormenting me. “Relax for me, Rhodes. I want you ready for me.”
Didn’t he see I already was? So fucking ready.
Nodding, I took a deep breath, relaxing my muscles as best as I could. Maynard’s finger entered me, gently at first, then picking up speed, giving me a preview of what was to come. “That’s it, Rhodes,” he praised. “You’re so damn tight, just like I remember.”
A second finger joined the first, and then a third, stretching me to my limits.
“Please,” I pleaded. “I need you inside me. All of you.”
Maynard withdrew his fingers, positioning himself at my entrance. “Look at me, Rhodes,” he commanded, his voice hoarse. “I want to see your eyes as I fill you.”
Damn, his bossiness really worked in the bedroom. His newfound confidence was hot. Back when we were teens and fumbling through this, it was great. I wouldn’t trade a single second. But this? This was an entirely new level of intensity, creating whole new memories.
Eyes locked with mine, Maynard slowly pushed himself into me, inch by agonizing inch. With a final primal growl, he bottomed out, our bodies flush. I’d never felt so complete as I did in this moment.
“Gods, Rhodes,” Maynard panted, nipping at my neck. “You feel better than I remember, and gods, do I remember it being everything.”
His words set a fire in me, and I bit my lip, desperately trying to hold on to this feeling.
“You feel so perfect,” he growled, snapping his hips faster. “Made just for me.”
Maynard thrusted into me harder and harder, faster and faster, our bodies moving together in perfect rhythm. Every touch sent a wave of pleasure through my body. I held him close, afraid that if I let go, he’d disappear. This was too good to be forever.
“You feel amazing,” he whispered into my ear, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine. “I can’t get enough of you.”
His words only intensified the pleasure coursing through me, and I arched my back to meet his every thrust. My heart raced as we continued to move together.
“I’m close,” I gasped. “So close.”
With a possessive snarl, he drove into me one final time, and I came… hard, my cum shooting between us. He followed rightbehind me, filling me with his cum and locking us together as his knot expanded to its full size. The stretch sent me over the edge. Ecstasy exploded through my body once again, and I sank my teeth into his shoulder.
I wasn’t a biter, but in that moment, I wasn’t able to stop myself. In some sick way, I needed him to have visual proof that I’d been there. I waited for him to be mad, but instead, he said my name like a prayer.
Words of love got stuck in my throat. Gods, I did love him, and if I were honest, never stopped. But we didn’t promise each other forever or even tomorrow. Not really. All we had was this, and I refused to waste a second more of it worrying.
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MAYNARD
Our panting punctuated the silence in the room.
Sweat spilled from my chin and landed silently on Rhodes’s skin. Resting my brow on his, I slowed my breathing while my knot kept us together.
But I worried I was too heavy for my human, and holding him tight, I rolled so he was on top. He rested his head on my chest and it rose and fell as I breathed.