Innocent 'til Proven Otherwise

Max pushed again and again. The movement rocked her against the door and jiggled her breasts most enticingly. Too enticingly as he switched his attention from her mouth to her still-taut nipples.

Ali whimpered. The delicious push and pull of Max and the erotic swipe of his tongue were all-consuming. She burned, throbbed, ached, yearned. The pressure built and built, the ripples returned and her breathing grew shorter, harder, faster.

Max could feel the ripples too. The sensation started at his belly button and radiated down. Ali’s desperate little gasps and the thrum of his own blood strengthened it. His biceps trembled, his shoulders quivered as the sensation raced like a rogue electrical storm through every muscle group.

It finally came to rest down deep and low and grew, expanded, intensified.

‘Max!’ Ali gasped as her orgasm hit, clutching him close. ‘Max, Max, Max!’

He felt her tighten around him, her muscles undulating along his length, milking him, demanding his surrender. His blood tingled. His nerve endings tightened. And when she threw her head back against the door in a silent scream he yielded to the demands of both their bodies, joining her somewhere in the stratosphere, holding tight as starlight rained down on them.

Ali felt heavy as she bumped back down to earth. But curiously weightless. She shifted in Max’s arms, aware that he was essentially holding her up.

Max gripped her thigh, not wanting to move, not wanting to spoil a moment that would be with him until the day he died. ‘You okay?’ he asked.

Ali shook her head. She never knew sex could be completely mind-bending. How had she got to twenty-nine and not known that sex could be this good?

‘I doubt I’ll ever be okay again. I think I just touched the stars.’

Max smiled. It had been pretty incredible. He lifted his head from the hollow of her neck. ‘Pretty good for a fish, huh?’

Ali laughed as she traced her fingers through his stubble. ‘Please tell me you can do that again.’

Max chuckled. ‘I may need a moment.’ She laughed again, feeling light and loose and free of a year full of baggage—even if only for tonight. ‘It’d be such a shame not to put a few more of those condoms to good use. Don’t you think?’

Max kissed her neck. ‘Absolutely.’

CHAPTER FOUR

ALI was going to throw up.