Chapter 147: Chapter 147
Maya chuckles momentarily as she could hear Adele's Hello from the background. No, she wasn't admitting that her choices in songs were toast like Xavier had constantly insisted but this was not the playlist to be playing loudly downstairs during sex she thought even as Xavier grips the headboard above her head with one hand and her hip with the other, thrusting his hips and pushing his cock inside of her.
"Ahhhh," she cries out, dragging her nails into his chest.
His arms almost give out. "Maya," he moans, closing his eyes at the pleasure. It's so hot and tight and wet.
She shakes, her mouth open in both surprise and pain.
He leans down to kiss her, "You're doing good. Just hold onto me."
Her breathing calms, and he hated that he had to do this, but it is better not to tell her anyway. He slides out, almost all the way, and then thrusts, sinking all the way inside her this time, to the hilt.
Her back arches off the bed, a pained look crossing her face, and she whimpers, squeezing her eyes shut.
He kisses her lips gently. "Good girl."
"Oh, God."
It takes a moment for her eyes to open, but as soon as her breathing calms and her body relaxes, she glides her hands up his back and kissed him.
"Oh, God." She whispers almost amused as she could now hear In my feelings by Drake.
It takes a moment for her eyes to open, but as soon as her breathing calms and her body relaxes, she glides her hands up his back and kissed him.
"That was the hard part." He nibbles her lips and settles between her thighs. "This is the fun part."
He moves, thrusting his cock inside of her, sliding in nice and deep like he knew she would like it. Her legs fall open more and more, and he holds himself up, looking down at her body lying open for him and taking him.
Her full breasts Bob back and forth, and he runs his free hand up and down her body, squeezing her tit, her neck, and holding her face.
"God," she moans, "When you go deep..."
He smiles and leans back down, pumping her as he sucks her neck and ear, then her mouth.
"You like it?" He taunts.
She nods. And then she grabs his waist, guiding him into her as she rolls her hips to meet his.
Liquid heat courses down his body, and he thrust harder and harder.
"You feel so good. Don't stop." She layers her lips with his, her breath hot and wet.
"Don't stop. Don't stop."
The nerves under his skin fire, and he feels her heat wrap him up as he pushes her thighs up higher and drive into her. "Maya..."
He kiss her deeply as the music downstairs changed to Lewis Capaldi's before you go.
He had never known what this feels like. To actually want to make someone happy.
He looked down at Maya, her body taking everything he was giving, and he wanted to swallow her whole. She comes up, locks of her hair stuck to her face and sinks her tongue inside his mouth, her body tensing and shuddering as her moan drifts down his throat.
Her pussy contracts and he knew he doesn't have to hold it anymore.
She lets out a cry and he thrusts, throwing her head back and driving into her again and again, harder and harder.
Heat fills his groin, and the blood rushes and he comes, spilling deep inside her with one thrust.
His lungs empty, and he nearly collapses, dropping his head to her shoulder.
Her arms circle him, her thighs tightening around his waist and he runs his hand up her leg, her hot thighs, over the curve of her ass, and up her torso.
Billie Eilish's Lovely played in the room and lifting his head he stare down at her.
"Don't talk," she says right away with a grin, "You'll ruin this. Throw digs on my song choices later."
He laughs, kissing her forehead and her lips before bending down to take her nipple in his mouth because he doesn't care if he had to make love to her to an orchestra playing in the background, he would do it in a heartbeat because nothing had felt this right and seemed as good.
He held her naked in his arms even until her steady breathing lulled him even though not willingly to bed because why sleep and dream when all your dreams are coming true in your reality.
***
He woke up at midnight, and he couldn't help staring down at her like a creep even as a grin tugged his cheeks, this days he couldn't help himself or contain how excited she made him, the same way he couldn't help bring overly protective of her even though he knew he needed to bring it down a notch or two. She was here in his arms after all. With him.
She glistens and glows, beautifully destroyed in his bed.
She stirs and as her long lashes slowly flutter open, she quirks a smile, a minute after. "Creepy much?"
He kisses her mouth and then down her naked body before leaning back to look at her.
"Perhaps. I still can't believe you're not a dream."
She smiles to herself, then looks up at him.
"Can we do it again?"
His mouth falls open and he is hard again.
Hell yes. Fine.
"You ever ride a mechanical bull?" He asks her.
She nods although a little taken aback at his question. "Thrice."
He sit back and pull her into his lap, so she straddled him. "This is just like that."
And he kiss her, slipping inside her once again.
***
Sunlight illuminated her form even as she slowly opened her eyes, staring at the binds that has been drawn which explains Xavier's absence at her side.
The past week has been similar to heaven. Apart from the great sex, which was by the way an understatement for what she and Xavier have been doing to every inch of the house, it has just been beautiful. It was almost like Xavier was trying to give her back the love she had missed out on during her childhood and she couldn't even deny that it was working.
He wasn't a Prince charming, in fact, he was anything but that but she didn't want even want charming, a broken Prince whose father is a child rapist seems ideal enough because only he could make her feel this way, right now, right here, in his house, was haven.