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Crooning words of endearment as his hips buck against mine.
Telling me I’m beautiful. That he wants me.
That I feel so good, so amazing, that he can’t believe he gets to have me.
That he never wants to stop fucking me.
His mouth finds my neck and I whimper as he sucks the sensitive skin.
“Don’t stop,” I beg. His hands are everywhere, on my ass, squeezing my breasts, toying with my nipples, splayed on my hips. Trying to touch all of me, all at once.
Heat blooms where he touches, adding to the sensation. And the feel of him buried inside me…
“Maximus,” I gasp.
It’s as if my calling his name spurs him on and the way he rocks against me, intense and determined, focused solely on my pleasure. It’s never been like this before. I never imagined it could be like this… so good… it’s all so good.
I grip the railing as the first of my cries ring out.
“Tell me you like it,” Max husks. “Tell me it’s the best you’ve had.”
“It’s good… so good…” I moan.
“Tell me not to stop fucking you,” he demands. “Never stop.”
“Maximus… please,” I beg. And then I’m begging him not to stop, that he is the best, that I never want it to stop.
This is good, and it’s real, and I don’t want it to stop.
“I’m going to fuck you forever,” Max promises. “I’m going to keep this pussy so happy you won’t think of anyone else. This pussy is mine, got that?”
“Yours,” I sob, fighting to keep my cries low. It’s good—so good—but we’re outside and— “Oh, god,” I cry as he shifts, thrusting upward, hitting that spot inside me. “Maximus, I—"
“This is your cock,” he tells me. “This is always your cock and—”
“Max!” I wail. “I’m going to come. I’m going to come, you’re making me come…”
His hand clamps on my pussy, fingers searching. “Just a little more, and I’ll make you come so hard…”
“So hard! It’s… I’m…”
I don’t know what I’m saying. I don’t even know how I can speak with him so deep inside me and his thrusts—pulling almost all the way out only to dive back harder than before, while his finger circles and rubs, his other hand squeezing my breast with the perfect amount of pleasure and pain. My world is all Max, every part of him.
I want every part of him with me all the time. I want—
“Max,” I plead. “Maximus.” A storm has built in me, with waves of pleasure rising, rising until I’m sobbing, begging for release as Max keeps up his pace, keeps fucking me with his cock that is now my cock, in his pussy, and he’s—
The waves break, crashing over me in a rush, like they pound the shore, leaving it wrecked from the power.
I am wrecked.
But Max isn’t finished—harder, deeper, more, and he pounds into me, fingers still working so as soon as the wave crashes, another one begins and all I can do is grip the railing and let it take me.
With a gasp, Max gives a last thrust, stiffening against me as he empties inside me, his teeth on my shoulder to stifle his roar. By the time he’s spent, his fingers have brought me to the brink and over, leaving me shaking, biting my lips to keep from calling out loud enough for those on the beach to hear.
“Jesus.” Max draws in a shaky breath and wraps his arms around my waist as I straighten. “That was just a spur-of-the moment quickie?”
I don’t know how he’s talking. I’ve lost the power of speech, as well as the ability to stand on my own. My legs are like jelly as I lean against him.
