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He hooks his fingers into the sides of my underwear and pushes the thin fabric down my legs until it’s pooled around my feet. Warmth spreads from my core to my stomach.
“You’re worth the risk, Maya.”
Everything after that statement is a frenzy. I crash my lips against his again, pulling him to me. He grabs a fistful of my hair and runs his fingers through it gently. His mouth takes mine fervently, leaving me no room to breathe.
He trails blazing hot kisses from my mouth down the length of my neck. I gasp when he bites and nips at my skin, but I lean my head back to give him better access. The tip of his tongue is soothing as he drags it over the small hurt, growling as he devours my neck. The skin is still a little tender from what Lee did earlier, but everything Vic is doing now feels ten times better because of it.
“Which one of my brothers left their mark on you?” he asks, slightly breathlessly.
Slightly dazed from the heat of our passion, it takes a second for his question to register. “Lee,” I whisper.
I hadn’t even realized he’d left a mark on me.
Wetness pools between my legs, and I have to cross them to keep from making a mess on the floor.
Sensing my discomfort, Vic guides me back down to the beanbag again and lies on top of me. I’m instantly trapped between the fuzzy warmth of the chair and the heat from his body crowding mine. The scent of his cologne, rich and masculine, envelops me. He catches my lips with his again, hands caressing my body as if he’s making a map with his fingertips, memorizing each place that takes my breath away.
The head of his cock pushes against my stomach. I reach down and wrap my hand around his thickness. He groans, halting his sweet torture of my neck to take a deep breath.
“Fuck, Maya,” he breathes.
Without warning, he moves my hand away and plunges himself deep inside of me. We lock eyes as we gasp in unison, his forehead falling to mine. He sinks himself in as far as he can go, only stopping to give me a moment to adjust to his size.
I haven’t been with anyone since Ezra and I were last together, so I’ve forgotten what this feels like.
I’ve really been depriving myself all these years; I forgot how amazing sex can feel.
Vic looks at me with a question in his eyes, silently asking if I’m ready. I smile and nod, and he pounds into me without a second thought.
I expected our first time together to be sweet and slow, but he’s ravenous as he pistons his hips in an erratic frenzy.
I moan when the head of his cock hits that spot inside of me that makes me see stars. I grab onto his shoulders and dig my fingers in until I feel my nails indent his skin. He presses his forehead to mine and groans.
He feels so good. Too good. I already feel myself on the precipice of my climax.
“Vic,” I whimper when that familiar tightening feeling begins to grow stronger.
“A little bit longer, mi amor,” he grunts. Beads of sweat drip off his forehead onto mine. My own sweat soaks into the fabric of the beanbag chair.
Between being pounded into the chair, Vic on top of me, and the sun’s light beaming right on us, I feel like I’m on fire, like I’ll combust at any moment, and I’m ready for it. I’m ready to burn and blaze over the edge with him, ready for the release he’ll give me.
My breathing quickens as Vic’s hips quicken. He’s fucking me ravenously, moaning and whimpering as his cock pounds my tight pussy.
“Shit,” he grits out. I feel him twitch inside of me.
Together, our climaxes crash into us with so much force I can’t breathe. I’m screaming and writhing beneath him, clawing at his back and arms. He’s moaning my name as he hammers into me. My pussy practically wrings him dry, there’s so much cum filling me up.
When we’re done, we lay there for a while. He lies on top of me in a sweaty heap, completely spent. I press a soft kiss to his forehead and move the hair out of his eyes. He looks at me and smiles.
“That was—” he starts.
“Amazing,” I finish for him.
INTERLUDE #3
VICTOR BEGINS
Seventeen years old
