“Firstly, that’s not a good way to buy condoms; secondly, they won’t work on me.”
Julia snorted. “Oh come on, my sister used to blow up condoms and put them over her head. I’m sure they’ll fit your massive penis just fine.”
Max raised an eyebrow. “That story aside…It's not the length, it’s the width. The base of regular condoms chokes my dick. I swear I'm not trying to…go bare or anything.”
She imagined Max coming inside her, feeling his seed drip down her thighs,owning herin some strange primal way. Her stomach tightened. “I have an IUD.”
“You’d trust me like that? You’d let me take you bare?”
She nodded. “I was checked out a month ago and I haven’t been with anyone since.”
“I’m clean too, but, Jules—”
She leaned forward and kissed him. Max hesitated for a moment and then let her in. It was everything their first kiss wasn’t. Soft, warm, affectionate. Julia wanted to please him so fucking badly. Not because she had low self-esteem but because she knew something she’d always suspected; that any affection or pleasure you invested in Max came back to you tenfold. She’d woken him up, taunted his dick, refused to take no for an answer and in return, he’d gotten her to do something that hadn’t happened since she was a teenager playing around with her first vibrator. Who wouldn’t trust a guy like that?
Max pulled away, running a thumb over her lower lip. “Okay,” he said, as though she’d spoken aloud. “Okay, lie back.”
Julia did exactly what he asked.
Chapter 11
MAXkneeled before Julia, taking her slim left ankle in his hand. His heart was pounding so hard he could taste his pulse. He kissed her ankle, feeling the delicate skin tremble beneath his mouth. “You’re fucking beautiful, Jules.”
Her cheeks darkened but she didn’t smile. She could handle all the rough words and dirty talk he could throw at her but tell her something nice and she flushed like a schoolgirl.
It made Max want to go slower, tell her how gorgeous she looked in the subdued lighting around them, to overwhelm her in a different kind of way. He rubbed her foot between his palms and she whimpered softly. “You know, if we were at my place I’d make you stand up in front of me in a skirt.”
He kissed her calf, admiring the silk of her skin, the flex of the muscle beneath it. “I’d get on my knees in front of you and put my mouth on your legs. I’d start at your ankles, light and soft, then I’d keep moving, real slow.” He scraped his incisors against her thigh, kissing a tiny beauty mark he found there. “I’d lick my way up your thighs until my head was under your skirt…”
“Max.”
“You wouldn’t be wearing anything underneath and I’d be able to smell you, see how wet you were. I’d have you gripping my hair and begging for my tongue…”
He picked up her left ankle. “Then I’d start again.”
Julia hissed her displeasure.
“You’d be impatient and that’s understandable, but if you were making too much noise, I’d find something better for that big sweet mouth to do.”
Julia immediately fell silent.
“That’s it, baby, lie back and spread those pretty legs.”
She shook her head. “I’m a mess.”
“Because of what I did to you. I want to see it.”
She hesitated, her hazel eyes big as orbs. “I’m…It makes me self-conscious.”
“It shouldn’t. Now do what you’re told.”
She obliged and Max kneeled between her thighs, inhaling the tang of excited woman. He blew a light stream of air over her pussy and Julia moaned, pushing her hands through his hair. Max shrugged her off.
“Hands behind your head.”
Julia reclined on the carpet, looking as though she wanted to take a nice big bite out of him instead.
“Good, now relax, concentrate on what I’m doing to you.”