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My hips thrust forward into her, and she cries out. Her core tightens in an attempt to force me out and I stop, letting her body adjust. It has probably been a while since Benson has fucked her and there is no damn way his cock is bigger than mine. I dip my forehead to hers and keep a deliberate, slow pace.

“Sorry, baby girl.” My lips kiss along her jaw and down her neck. “Your boldness made me lose control.”

“Then lose control.” She begins to move with me as her nails dig into my back. “I won’t break.” I pick up my pace and she pants with an open mouth as I grind upward. I take pride in knowing I’m the first to hit her clit and herAspotdeep inside at the same time.

I pull out and stand, wrapping her legs around my waist to pull her half off the bed. Adrenaline feeds my actions and I get straight to fucking her as if her broken heart will be pieced back together. Her tits bounce about, giving me a beautiful display of her as she cries out my name. I continue my punishing pace a few seconds longer before letting the bottom half of her body rest on the bed again. After one more thrust that makes her moan long and loud, I pull out, needing a break from the rawness. Kelsie feels too good, and I need to last for her.

She’s quiet as her chest rises and falls from labored breaths. My thumb brushes over her chin before leaning down to kiss her while I slip back into her and begin to move again. Her arms wrap around my neck, pulling me down on top of her. My weight could crush her, but at the moment, she doesn’t seem to mind. Her heels push into my ass as she tries to sink me in deeper.

“Yes, Max, faster!” I put my endurance to the test and continue to pound her, not caring if she’ll feel sore tomorrow.

“Look at you, Kelsie. Calling out my name and coming more than once.” I lean down and pinch both her nipples as she cries out. “That’s a good girl. Come on my cock because you’re not fucking broken. You’re perfect.” I squeeze her tits as she stiffens, then shakes silently. “Such a little sex kitten.”

I thrust through her release, then lift her on top to ride me nice and slow. Reaching up, I cup her face to bring it down to mine. Kelsie moans into my mouth as my thumb circles her clit during our languid kiss. Her legs spread farther apart as her next orgasm rolls through. I can’t wrap my head around how Kelsie and I are sharing this moment. Somehow, our relative vanilla positions have burned into my memory as my most impressionable sexual encounter. She’s beautiful, strong-willed, and all-consuming.

I pace myself and make sure her body experiences one more orgasm before I let my euphoria take over. We stay in that position a moment longer. Her brown, sated eyes soften along with her features. No words need to be exchanged as we bare ourselves to one another. I shift, needing her to move off my sensitive cock, but don’t to ruin the moment. Taking the hint, she dismounts and lays down beside me. Her heavy eyes follow her fingers as they draw invisible circles on my chest. I scoot down so my shoulder acts as a pillow for her head as she’s curled up into my side. I feather my hand up and down the curve of her body in desperate need to still feel her.

“I want to keep going, but my body is spent,” her voice cracks, probably from the screaming I managed to pull out of her.

“Get some sleep. We can go at it again in a few hours.” I kiss the top of her head as she relaxes into me.

She drifts to sleep, and with another surprise, I wake up alone.

Chapter 14

Kelsie

Hot water washes over my exhausted, well satisfied body. I don’t regret what happened. But I do regret agreeing to a one-time night of orgasms. Max has spent his life mastering the art of detaching feelings. I love him, but I’m not in love with him. I’m in love with how he can use his joystick.Cock.I should be able tothinkthe damn word after his has spent all that time inside me. Last night was better than the combination of every single time Benson and my high school boyfriend touched my body. I turn the water hotter so the rain of hell can wash away any urges suggesting Max and I hook up again. Once I am dressed, it will all be over. I can act unaffected. I did receive best actress every damn time in high school drama class.

“Kelsie?” Max comes into view as I wipe away the fog on my glass shower door. “You’re the first woman to ever leave my bed without me initiating it.”

“It’smybed.” I forget how to swallow at the sight of his naked body. “Inmyroom.”

“I’m pretty sure I owned it last night.” He smirks, stark naked, with his glorified cock on display. I don’t even try to look away. “Do you want a shoulder massage in the shower?”

“Get in here.” My adrenaline picks up and desire channels through my blood, kick-starting my core to pulse.

“Gah, fuck, Kels!” Max jumps to the other side of the wall when the water hits him. “How is your skin not fucking melting?”

“Men are such babies. It’s more warm than hot, Max.” I giggle, but adjust the temperature.

“No, I shower in warm, sometimes cool.” Max looks over my body and steps closer. “Kelsie.” His breathing is hoarse, and I expect to be pushed against the shower wall. “I want to talk about last night.”

“There’s nothing to talk about.” I swallow and glance at my shampoo bottles as if time will pass quicker without eye contact. “You were right. I’m not broken. Case closed, time for you to move on.”

“You mean more than a one-night fuck to me. I want you to know that.” Did I need to?

“Max, I know your game. You don’t have to explain yourself to make me feel less used.” He steps forward as his hand grips the back of my neck, demanding my attention.

“I respect you and value our friendship. But if you want me to fuck your universe into oblivion, I’d be happy to continue that.” His grip leaves my neck and moves to my chin, tilting it up. “I can take care of all your needs while I stay here. All you have to do is ask.” Max pushes me against the cool shower tiles. The contrast hitches my breath, but accelerates my heart.

I watch my chest rise as I feel his dick press against me. “I need you as a friend. Always.”

“Always.” One forearm rests above my head as he towers over me. “What does my friend want?” His gaze darkens.

All it takes is for his hand to rest on my hip, andIlose control. Our mouths crash with hunger and I grip his shoulders, preparing to stabilize myself from the unfathomable pleasure about to flow through my body. His fingers softly stroke my slit and I push my hips into him, needing more pressure. When his erection presses hard against me, I jump up, wrapping my legs around him. I waste no time to roll my hips forward, angling him into me. There is nothing slow about this round. Max fists my hair and bites my neck, hard. I ride him against the shower wall, amazed at how quickly he makes me feel good. My nails dig into his shoulders as I feel myself climax in record time.

“Fuck,” I breathe out, and wonder if I’m seeing stars from this orgasm or the lack of oxygen from my rapid panting.