The Gamble (Colorado Mountain #1)(153)

His finger slid out but then hit my sweet spot and rolled and my back arched to get closer to him but also to show him how very, very much I liked what he was doing.

“Crazy,” Max muttered against my mouth.

“What?” I whispered, my hands had pulled his thermal free and were gliding along the skin of his back.

“That ass**le had you, had this,” his finger slid in then out and started rolling against my sweet spot again, “didn’t take care of you,” Max went on. “Didn’t touch you for months. Let you walk out of that restaurant without puttin’ up a fight. Fuckin’ crazy.”

“Max,” I breathed and he kissed me again, his finger still moving.

When he stopped kissing me, he told me, “Want you ridin’ my c**k tonight, Nina. Wanna see all of you, wanna watch you f**k me, watch you make yourself come.”

“Okay,” I whispered, though I didn’t know how I managed to speak since my entire body spasmed at his words.

He kissed me again, deep, hard, beautiful then stopped and ordered, “You’re gonna suck me first though, I want your mouth on me again.”

“Okay,” I repeated in a whisper.

“Your mouth,” Max growled, “Christ, nearly as sweet as your pu**y.”

I shifted with agitation under him. He was going to make me cl**ax just by talking to me.

“This too,” he said but said no more.

“Sorry?” I tried to concentrate but it was difficult.

“This,” his body pressed into mine, his hard crotch rubbed against my thigh, his finger slid inside and then started moving in and out and his tongue swept my bottom lip, a combination that was mind-scrambling. “This too is why I’m so f**kin’ sure about us.”

My hand left his back and went to his face. “Max –”

Max cut me off, not that I knew what I was going to say. “Take your clothes off, baby, want you na**d while you work me.”

“Okay,” I breathed.

Then I took my clothes off while Max did the same.

Then I curled between his legs and sucked his c**k until he yanked me over him. Then I rode it, f**king him while his eyes never left me, mine never left him and his hands moved all over me. I rode him until I made myself come and kept going until he did too.

Chapter Ten

Follow Me into the Light

Max woke me with one hand between my legs, the other at my breast and his mouth at my neck.

My neck arched upon waking then I whispered, “Darling.”

His hands went away, he turned me and he kissed me. Then he did other stuff to me. Then he took me, him on top, my knees bent, thighs pressed to his sides.

When I was almost there, teetering close to the edge, he pulled out, flipped me to my stomach, hauled my h*ps up and rammed into me, hard and rough, again and again and again.

Delicious.

“Touch yourself, baby,” he growled his order from behind me and, my face in the pillow, my fingers clenching it at the sides of my head, I did as I was told.

For about thirty seconds. Then I came, long and luxurious, my moans muffled by the pillow.

After I did, my hand slid away but Max’s arm curled around my ribcage and he lifted my torso as he kept thrusting into me, his finger moving between my legs, rolling on my sweet spot.

I pressed back into his body, my hand curling around his wrist and I moaned, “Max, I can’t… too much.”

He didn’t listen, his finger kept rolling, his c**k kept thrusting, his hoarse, gravelly voice demanding, “Again, Duchess.”

“I can’t.”

“I want it again.”

“Max,” I whispered.

His other hand cupped my breast, his finger and thumb rolling on my nipple too and his touch shot through me like a dart.

I was right, it was too much. I was going to come apart.

“Give it to me,” he growled. “Hurry, baby, I’m close.”

My body jolted as it hit me, longer, past luxurious to sumptuous. So beautiful, I cried out, my other hand moving to cover Max’s on my breast, fingers curling tight.

“Christ,” Max grunted, “so f**kin’ sweet.” Then he drove deep with velvet brutality, once, twice, three times, groaning as he came through his thrusts.

He stopped then bent at the waist, pushing my torso down on the bed, he let me go and I collapsed back into the pillows. Max stayed where he was, his fingers moving on my behind, the small of my back, as his shaft gently glided in and out of me.

I let him, loving every plunge, his light, intimate touch, thinking this didn’t exactly feel like settling, this felt like having it all.

He slid out and dropped to my side then he pulled the covers over our bodies and gathered me into his arms. I pressed my face to his throat as I wrapped an arm around him, flattening my other hand against his chest.

“You okay?” he asked.

“Mm hmm,” I answered, giving a little nod of my head.

His hand slid up my back and his voice sounded like he was smiling when he made a query to which he already knew the response. “Was it too much?”

“Mm mm,” I replied, giving a little shake of my head.

His body shook too, with laughter. I cuddled closer.

Then he asked, “How’d you do it?”

I tilted my head back to look at him. “Do what?”