I opened my mouth to say something, no doubt something stupid, so it was a good thing that the man moved forward and covered it with a soul-searing kiss. It was so raw with brutal need that I just about managed to cling to his hard shoulders. My tongue was caught, stroked, and pulled into the warm cave of his mouth and sucked.

The fire exploded into an inferno.

I feasted my eyes and hands and mouth on his body, exploring him as he worshiped me. It was like a dream coming true—total, all-consuming passion. He laid a hand gently on my cheek and tenderly, very tenderly, as if I was the most precious and delicate thing in the world, brushed his fingers down my neck. That was it for me. I gave myself over to him completely.

He kissed the hollow of my throat and tips of my breasts, he stroked my hair, he caressed my back, he nibbled my ear, he licked my belly button. He drove me crazy. God, I wanted him so damn much I wanted to beg him to enter me. I looked at him, my hands on his shoulders, my legs around his waist.

He thrust his tongue into my mouth and withdrew it. Then he did it again. And again. He was fucking my mouth with his tongue. It was a rehearsal for what was about to happen between my legs. It was so dirty and so hot. The harder and faster he did it the more desperate I grew for him. The effect was so profound my hips were practically bucking in tandem with his thrusting. He lifted my dress and looked at the way my wet panties clung to my shape. I felt myself blush.

He looked up and met my eyes. “Are you okay? You ready for this?”

I could tell he was straining, struggling to hold back. He wanted to go ahead, desperately—he shook all over—but he wanted to be sure I was ready and good to go. That one little thing, the way he held back to be sure I was ready, took me from liking him to something much deeper.

Oh, sweet Jesus. I’m in love with him.

“Yes,” I breathed, nodding.

My brain vaguely processed the sound of zipper metal teeth grinding down. My dress fell away from my shoulders and he pushed it down to my hips. My body melted another few degrees and searing heat bloomed between my legs. He unhooked my bra and my breasts swung free. He pushed me gently back onto the bed and dragged my dress down my hips and pulled it clean off me. I lay before him, on display, every inch of me offered up to his eyes. He could have done anything with me.

He slipped his fingers into the waistband of my panties and with aching slowness pulled them down my legs. Then he placed his hands on my thighs, opened them wide, and stared at my exposed, aroused sex.

“I’ve never seen a pussy that begged to be sucked like yours does,” he said. “Fuck, I could suck you all day and all night.”

My breath hitched at the expression in his eyes. They glittered with triumph. Like a man who was looking down with satisfaction at what he owned.

“I’m going to spend the whole night doing things to your body that you never even dreamed were possible,” he said with a dark laugh and stood.

I watched him undress and not once did he take his eyes off me and my open sex.

I don’t swear a lot, but by God, naked, he was fucking gorgeous.

He had a tattoo of an eagle on his left bicep. My fingertips itched to trace the intricate blue lines. I let my eyes run down his smooth abs to that holy hell massive cock of his. He was so big and hard, the angry veins twisting up it looked like they were swollen to bursting. I watched wide-eyed as he bent down to kneel between my legs.

My heart was beating so hard I could hear the blood rushing in my ears.

He slipped his hands under my buttocks so that I was open to him like a platter of food. He brought his face close to my pussy and inhaled me deeply. “I love the taste of your wet cunt, Mimi. I’ve been dreaming of this ever since I had my first taste that night. But you had to run off like a little rabbit before I could finish the job.”

I gazed at him with dazed eyes as his tongue moved slowly between my glistening lips and I moaned with excitement.

“Oh God,” I moaned and shivered.

“I’m never going to get enough of you, Mimi Young,” he growled as he began to feast on my pussy. His greed was obscene and dirty and awesome. No one had even eaten me so hungrily. Josh liked to eat pussy, but never like this. My hips pressed against his face and my hands clenched around his head and pulled him in. I wanted more. I couldn’t get enough. My breath came in quick sharp gasps.

“I don’t want to wait anymore,” I cried hoarsely, and shamelessly tried to open my legs wider for him. I knew what his cock felt like at the entrance of my pussy. I wanted it inside. All of it. Every beautiful inch.

But all he did was push a finger into me and lazily dip it in and out of me.

My head began to buzz as intense pleasure radiated from my core. Then a massive climax the likes of which I had never experienced began to rip right through me. I lost control. I felt as if I was exploding into white spots of ecstasy. I didn’t even realize that I had opened my mouth to scream my head off until Max’s large hand slapped over my mouth.

“Shhh…baby. Shhhh,” he said.

While my muscles were still convulsing and throbbing he took his hand off my mouth and pushed a long, thick finger inside my pulsating sex.

“Oh, God,” I groaned, as my pussy clenched his finger.

He pulled his finger out and brought it to my lips. “Suck,” he ordered.

I opened my mouth and sucked my own juices off his finger.

He smiled at the sight.

Then he pulled the finger from my mouth and plunged it into me again. When my mouth opened in a gasp, he removed his finger and made me suck it again. Watching me like a hawk as he thrust that finger in and out and back into my mouth. In and out and back in my mouth. He was making me eat my own pussy. It was filthy and a huge turn-on.

Suddenly, I knew what I wanted to taste next. “I want to suck your cock,” I said.

He smiled slowly. “I’ve been wanting to hear you say that from the day I saw you at the elevator.”

He always wanted me! That was crazy! The cables of the lift I was traveling in just snapped. I was freefalling. I got on my hands and knees and as I came closer I inhaled the manly smell of him and it made me almost dizzy with excitement and anticipation. I licked the satiny-soft skin on the head of his cock. The pearl of cum at the tip of it dissolved on my tongue. I liked his taste. I really did. It wasn’t stale and bitter, but salty and fresh. Like the ocean. I licked him again.

“Oh fuck,” he groaned.

Then I stretched my mouth to accommodate his girth. He felt large and heavy on my tongue as my lips closed in on his shaft. My tongue slid around the shape of his swollen head and his hands fisted my hair.

“Fuck, Mimi. That feels amazing,” he groaned as he guided my face forward and forced my mouth to take more of him.

I sucked him with deep drawing pulls as his hips moved forward and back. Just as I was getting into my groove he pulled out with a wet pop.

I looked at him in surprise. I truly wanted to satisfy him, return the pleasure he had given me. “What’s wrong?”

“On your back, baby. The wait is over,” he said. His voice was thick and guttural. He picked up a foil packet from the bedside table and tore it open.

I lay back and watched him roll the condom over his massive cock and put his knee on the bed. Then those strong powerful thighs spread me wide open. He positioned his cock at my entrance and pushed in. The thick head entered me and my flesh opened like butter to accommodate him.

Hot damn, my eyes widened with shock at how big he was, at the sensation of being so stretched. My mouth opened in a soundless cry of pleasure. “Oh, my God, I’m so full. I’ve never been this full before.”

He paused and gave me time to adjust to the thick, deep intrusion before he began to thrust again. Hard. I gasped with the sensation of being so incredibly stretched. He was so thick and solid. I looked at his beautiful face and a thrill of pleasure fizzled right through me. Max Black and I were doing it. I loved our bodies being joined, his chest crushing down on my breasts, and his hard body pressing down on mine.

My fingers gripped his thick shoulder then slid down the lean muscles of his body to his tight butt as it flexed while he pumped in and out. Every time he buried his cock deep in me I groaned. Never had I felt anything like that with anyone else. Ever. The pleasure was so strong the rest of the world stopped existing. I forgot where I was. I felt my core muscles start clenching as I started to climax. I don’t know whether I would have screamed, but Max locked his mouth onto mine. The kiss was hard and demanding and fiery. I walked over the edge into the abyss of pleasure while sucking his tongue blindly and his cock thrusting so hard my body was jerking and sliding on the bed. From somewhere far away I heard him call my name. And it was beautiful.