Raging Heart On (Lucas Brothers #2)(142)

“Max!” she cries out again, and I remember I have the vibrator on the medium speed. I hit the remote slowing it back down, and she murmurs in protest, but she’s still riding the hell out of it and my fingers.

I pull my fingers out and position my cock at her entrance.

“Tess?”

“M…max, please.”

“It might hurt, baby. If you don’t like it, you have to tell me. We will only do things you get pleasure from. If you don’t like it, you tell me. Understand?”

“Fuck me, Max! God, please.”

I push my cock into the entrance of her ass. The head slides in pretty easily, a combination of the lube, and the way I’ve been preparing her for the last week. She goes still as my cock strains against the muscles. I close my eyes at the pleasures that are assaulting me from every corner.

“Max…” she whimpers. She’s tight, so f*cking tight I think it might snap my cock. I switch the vibrator up to medium. I could feel it before but once it kicks up, the vibrations sweep against the head of my cock in waves. “Please…” she moans, her ass pushing against me.

I reach down and turn the vibrator to high, then sink my hands into the cheeks of her ass, digging my fingers in, and making it easier to watch my cock slide inside. Her third orgasm hits, and it’s powerful, raking through her body with the power of a storm. I push completely into her tight ass, and take a moment to enjoy the feel. Then…I f*ck her. There’s nothing romantic about it. It’s pure f*cking, domination, basic and like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. I ride her ass hard, thrusting in and out because I am about to explode. Her orgasm is long and powerful, and she’s milking my cock. I slap her ass, and she wails out, sounding like an animal. I slap it again, and her upper body falls down from the force of her release.

My own climax takes me by surprise, my cum shooting out in jets so forceful that her body jerks and clinches with each stream. It seems to last forever though I know it’s just mere minutes. When I’m done, I manage to have enough thought to turn off the vibrator. She collapses against the bed with a raw moan. Her voice obviously strained. I lay on top of her, still buried in her ass. I hate to leave. I do though, mourning the loss of the feel of her.

“I think you’ve killed me…” she murmurs.

“That was just round one, Kitten.”

“Jesus, Max. I can’t.”

“Shhh… you can. I’ll show you after I clean you up.”

“Mmm…” she hums, sounding doubtful.

I laugh because I know I’ll prove her wrong.

And I do….





36


Tess


Today’s the last day here. Tomorrow I’m traveling with Max. Soon, we’ll be on a beach somewhere, soaking up the sun, and it will be great. I’ve repeated this to myself over and over since early this morning. Max has gone with Marcum; he said he had a surprise for me. He wouldn’t tell me what it was, but said he’d be back this afternoon. He’s been so relaxed since yesterday. I can’t stop the self-satisfied smile that spreads on my lips. Yesterday was amazing. My hand goes to my hip, and I move my finger over the area where the tattoo rests beneath my skirt. Yesterday was…

“You look like a woman in love,” Cherry says, interrupting my thoughts.

“That obvious?” I ask with a smile, turning to my side, to talk to her. We’re in the kitchen. It’s pretty quiet at the club. Marcum has put a lockdown in place since Max and I have been back. He’s limiting the people in and out of the compound. I haven’t ventured anywhere, other than my room and the kitchen. I’m being paranoid I know, but I don’t want to do anything that might jeopardize us leaving, and Max finally being safe.

“Girl, you’re practically glowing.”

Her words make the panic inside of me increase. I’m hiding a secret. I’d like to think I’m still unsure, but something inside of me tells me I’m not. It’s there, and I’m terrified.

“Yeah, right,” I joke. “What you mean is I glow in the dark because I haven’t been outside in days.”

“Whatever you say. I was about to go out to the store with a couple of the other old ladies, and the watchdog Marcum assigned us. Thought I’d check and see if you needed anything.”

I think about it. Should I ask Cherry for help? I wring my hands together, worrying.

“Honey?” Cherry asks putting an arm around my back. I let her lead me to the table and sit down.

“Are you having second thoughts?”

“No. Not at all. I love Max.”

“Honey, no one would doubt that; I’ve seen you around him. I’m just saying you’ll be giving up a hell of a lot for that boy, and no one would blame you if you want to back out.”

“No. I want to be with Max. He’s where I belong.”

“Tess, I wouldn’t judge you…”

“I’m pregnant!” I blurt out in a panic. If I don’t get the words out, I may strangle on them. I’ve suspected it for days, but I keep ignoring it. I can’t avoid it anymore.

Cherry goes silent. It’s understandable. I don’t even know how I feel about it. I go back to wringing my hands together and worrying.

“Are you positive?”