Page 19 of Reluctant Holiday

Rolling over, Mary pushed herself onto her hands and knees, giving Max a coquettish smile.

“How about this?”

Max’s nostrils flared.

“Fuck, Mary.”

“You’d better get on with it, then.”

Max growled. Then he ripped the packet open, almost falling over as he tugged off his boxers and rolled the condom over his huge cock. Mary licked her lips when she saw him, her pussy clenching at the thought of him being inside her. She whimpered as Max clambered onto the bed behind her, his hands running over her hips as he nudged her knees apart. His cock brushed against her clit, and Mary found herself pushing back, only for Max to still her hips with a firm hold.

“Just wait. You won’t be disappointed.”

“I’ll be disappointed if you don’t…”

Mary broke off with a moan as she felt Max’s cock press inside her. Holy fuck, she had not expected the stretching. Then the discomfort faded away, and all Mary could think was how amazing he felt. She whimpered as Max rolled his hips and pushed in more.

This was incredible. But it wasn’t enough. Mary pushed back.

“Please.”

“Please what?”

“Don’t go slow. I can’t stand it.”

Max chuckled, leaning over to press a kiss on her back.

“You’re not very quiet when you’re in the bedroom, are you?”

“Just when the guy decides he’s going to tease me.”

“You’re sure about a faster pace?”

Mary groaned.

“I’m fucking sure. Please…”

Max snapped his hips hard, and Mary felt her whole body go into spasms. He did not relent, his hands keeping her still as he pounded into her, his cock filling her to the point Mary felt like her body was going to explode. It felt like he was touching every nerve inside her.

She didn’t want it to stop.

Suddenly, Max pulled out, and Mary was left buckling. What was he doing? Before she had any time to figure out what was going on, Max had flipped her onto her back, pressing her knee to her chest as he filled her again. The angle change was even better, and Mary found herself clutching onto Max’s arms as he fucked her hard, his body slapping against hers. With the position he had put her in, Mary couldn’t really move. But she didn’t want to. She wanted this.

Her second orgasm took her breath away, and Mary felt everything tightening, her chest feeling like it was going to explode. She was just getting her breath back when Max came, his release coming out as a growl as he practically lifted her hips off the bed, snapping his thrusts as his whole body shuddered. For a moment as he froze, Mary thought he was going to drop her. Instead, he lowered her gently onto the bed, capturing her mouth with his.

“Nobody would call you quiet in bed,” he whispered against her mouth.

Mary realized that she was giggling.

“I’m not normally so vocal.”

“Keep doing it. It really suits you.”

“I’m sure I’ll be getting a sore throat by the end.”

Max chuckled, rolling onto the bed and taking her with him.

“I’m hoping we’ll both be sore at the end of this.”

“Is that a promise?”

Max didn’t respond. He just kissed her again, and Mary wanted him to keep doing that.