If he would just fuck me and stop teasing!
Maverick stood and pulled off his clothes. His eyes were sweeping up and down her body now, his hands trembling. She could hear his breath rasping in his throat as he fought his own urges.
Pilar could no longer speak; she was beyond all sense. She watched as Maverick crawled up the bed, settling between her thighs. When his hard cock pressed against her hot, throbbing pussy she cried out, a long, drawn-out sound that rang through the room like a proclamation of need.
Maverick moaned, gripping her shoulders as he pressed his hips forward. He buried his head against her shoulder, sliding into her wet heat inch by inch. Pilar gasped for air, her voice fluttering out in whispery, shallow cries.
She thrust her hips toward him as Maverick slid all the way home. He paused for a second, leaning back so that their eyes met.
Maverick’s eyes were even wider now. The pools that had looked so peaceful before were now burning with a deep, primal fire. His body rippled all over, and she felt his cock thicken inside her. His hands pressed into her shoulders, almost painfully. He bent his head as his body trembled against hers.
Then he let out a low, rough sound, something between a yell and a growl. Pilar’s pussy clenched around him, pummeling his cock with sensations as the first of many orgasms thundered through her. Maverick moaned and cried out as Pilar’s body spasmed against him. Before her climax could begin to die down, he tightened his grip and started to thrust into her, hard and fast. Pilar leaned back, giving her body to him.
A rush of heat flooded her from her pussy all the way up to her head. She heard her own short, sharp cries as he pounded her into the bed with all the strength in his body.
CHAPTERTWELVE
MAVERICK
Maverick felt Pilar’s climax like a wave that broke across her body and flowed into his. Goosebumps flew across her skin, and she shivered as her muscles tightened. He saw her hands move and felt her legs kicking, and he knew she was testing the restraints.
He didn’t care anymore. He just didn’t. If she got free and tore him to shreds, he’d die a happy man. The only thing he knew at this moment was that Pilar was his … he was claiming the goddess for himself just like he had wanted from the first moment he saw her.
She rocked her head back, eyes closed as she cried out. The harsh gasps and yells she made followed the pattern of her breathing and the deeper rhythms of her body. Her hot, wet pussy spasmed around his cock, and his own cries mingled with hers.
Maverick held on for a bit longer, waiting for the tremors to settle before he paused. Pilar’s eyes opened wide, locking on to his. She blinked and flicked her head away as if she was somehow afraid of his gaze.
Am I that scary? What can someone like me possibly look like to a raging fire goddess like this?
Still, as he looked into her eyes, he felt that fear, that hesitation. There was something in the bond between them that frightened her, and he realized it frightened him too.
I’m not going to let that stop me.
He bent down and kissed her softly, gently. She moaned against his lips, her skin hot and her pussy drenched and throbbing. Maverick pulled back slowly and let his cock slip out of her, bending his head to taste her nipples.
Pilar struggled, and Maverick heard the bed creak in protest as she yanked on the restraints. He glanced up in alarm, but he wasn’t going to stop.
He nuzzled against her breasts, bringing his hands up to squeeze them and rub her nipples on his palms. He felt his cock getting even harder, begging for release, but he held the tension inside with a perverse pleasure.
Deliberate torture. Only tolerable because I am going to satisfy it. Soon.
As he squeezed and rubbed on her breasts, he brought his lips and tongue down as well, devouring her. Pilar moaned under him, trying to thrash. When he took a nipple between his teeth and teased her with sharp bites, a scream ripped out of her throat that sent chills running down his spine.
Maverick sat up and looked at her. Pilar’s body glistened with sweat, her skin pale and golden. Her big, round breasts bounced as she writhed, jiggling hard as she struggled against the restraints. She had her eyes closed as tiny, plaintive cries slipped out from between her lips.
She was an absolute feast, and she was all his.
Maverick had never felt so powerful, so strong. Even the extreme hardness of his cock gave him a feeling of superiority … that he could continue to control himself while he had this beauty at his mercy.
Gently, Maverick ran his fingers down her body, over her hip bones, and then her thighs. Pilar moaned and tossed her head back and forth, moaning as her hips cranked up and down. Maverick smiled as he put one hand on her hip and then plunged his other into her pussy.
She screamed, her hips thrashing as if she didn’t know whether to lean toward him or run away. He used two fingers to thrust into her, hard but slow. With every stroke, Pilar let out a long, agonized cry. Maverick gasped, pleasure flooding his body as he felt her gushing wet, throbbing, and convulsing against his hand.
He waited for the orgasm to subside, gently stroking her final vibrations. When the shuddering finally settled, her breasts heaved with the force of her breath, and she trembled against the restraints as if all the fight had gone out of her.
Maverick stopped touching her, just watching. When her breathing finally began to settle, she blinked slowly and looked up at him.
Pilar’s eyes were wide and questioning. She looked down at his hard, throbbing cock, obviously wondering if he was going to pleasure himself. He grinned, crawling up her body. He took his time, letting their skin touch softly in random places as he made his way up the bed.