Page 92 of The Maxwell Brothers

She giggled, shimmying in my lap. "Oh, I really do turn you on, and super fast. Do I get a prize?"

"Yeah, you do. You get everything you want, Lexi, all the time. Anything you want, tell me, and I'll find a way to make it happen, to give you exactly what you deserve."

"And that's what?" she asked, eyes wide.

"Everything." I looked her straight in the eyes. "I want to give you everything I have to give."

She bit her lower lip before leaning in. I kissed her desperately, moving my hands down her thighs and then her ankles. I was hungry for her the whole day, and all that deep need for her slammed into me all at once. I could barely control myself as I pushed my fingers under her dress, enjoying the way her skin turned to goose bumps beneath my touch, right until Ireached her ass. I cupped it, hoisting her up in the air as I rose from the couch. She yelped, holding onto me tightly.

I walked through the house with her like that and straight up the staircase to my bedroom. I paused kissing her to lower her to her feet, and then I knew I couldn't take it slow. I yanked off her dress before she was even fully standing on her own. Her skin was tanned from all the time she and Paisley were spending outdoors. I took immense pleasure in taking off her bra and panties, tracing my fingers along the portion of her skin the sun hadn't touched. That was just for me. No one else saw her the way I did.

I could barely stand the touch of my own clothes on my skin. So when she grabbed my T-shirt with hurried, jerking moves, I helped her along, and we got rid of my clothes quickly.

"Sit on the bed, Lexi," I said. "Not on the edge, but farther back on the mattress. Sit on it and spread your legs for me."

I couldn't take my eyes off her. She was so damn gorgeous, all naked and ready for me.

"You're fucking perfect," I told her. She blushed every time I complimented her, but I was going to say the words again and again so she had no doubt. She was the most beautiful woman in the world to me. She was the only woman in the world for me. I'd never want to evenlookat anyone else.

She parted her legs invitingly, touching her breasts, toying with her nipples before moving one hand down to her pussy and circling her clit. Wrapping my hand around my cock, I started pumping up and down in time with her movements.

Her gaze turned feral. She wanted me as much as I wanted her, even though I didn't think that was possible. It was more than hunger. It was a primal need. I doubted there would come a day when I would be completely satisfied, no matter how often I had her.

I stepped closer, taking my time, gripping myself tighter, watching her beautiful body. I kneeled before her in front of the bed, trailing my mouth along her inner thigh, still stroking myself. Her skin was soft and smelled like shower gel. Her scent was still there under the perfume. I couldn't get enough of it.

With my left hand, I gripped her ankle, moving it upward. "You're amazing," I murmured against her skin. “You're mine."

"Yes," she whispered.

"Say it. I want to hear it. Say you’re mine."

"I'm yours," she whispered. Her voice was shaking.

I was hovering with my mouth high on her upper thigh, but I wasn't touching her pussy yet. I couldn't hold myself back any longer, though. I pressed the flat of my tongue against her entrance. Satisfaction rocked through me when she curved her body, bringing her thighs together around my ears. I pressed my hand between them. With a groan, she opened them back up.

"Oh, I'm so sorry," she said.

I looked up at her, cocking a brow. "Let's make sure that doesn't happen again." Her eyes widened a bit. "Move farther back on the bed," I said with a wink.

"Okay." She moved backward, putting her feet on the bed.

I immediately grabbed her ankles.

"I’ll make sure these stay here," I said before clasping my mouth on her clit, sucking it into my mouth.

Her cries of pleasure filled the room. I'd never get enough of them. Hearing her succumb to me gave me immense satisfaction. I wanted to lure out every drop of pleasure. I wanted her to come like this, spread open for me.

I could feel that she was close. I kept her feet firmly on the bed so she couldn’t close them again. Knowing she couldn't move unless I allowed it would intensify every sensation for her. She liked it, and so did I.

Being in control of her ecstasy was intoxicating. I was going to make her come so hard that she'd even forget her own name. I teased and sucked her clit between my lips, hearing her voice become more desperate, her breath quicker. She exploded, rocking her hips into me, back and forth, uttering my name as if in a chant. She was intoxicating, and I needed her. I needed her right now.

She didn't even finish coming by the time I was already pulling her even farther on the bed. I put on a condom before rolling her on top of me. She gasped, eyes wide. She looked between us, grabbing my cock and rubbing the tip against her clit. Pleasure exploded through me. It was so unexpected that it knocked the breath out of my lungs.

"Lexi," I groaned.

She smiled but didn't say anything, and just kept moving back and forth, grazing the tip of my erection before sliding down my cock. I’d been in control before, but I wanted her to take over now. I nearly lost my mind. Every time I was with her, it felt more intense. She rested my hands on her hips. I guided her movement by gripping her hips, moving her faster and faster.

I took one of her nipples in my mouth while she rode me. This right here was perfection. She was perfection. The way she felt around me. The way she gave herself to me, with pure abandon, was unbelievably sexy. She was still sensitive, but I was determined to make this one as good as the one before. I would never tire of seeing her come apart in my arms.