Hide and Seek by Alyssa Brooks Page A

Or do you require more?”
    â€œThat’s good…” The words quivered from her throat, barely audible, even to herself. “Really good.”
    He continued to pump the pulsing shaft in and out of her, a tidal wave of pleasure within her swelling into a tsunami. Her limbs became unmovable, her mind useless against his sexual prowess; her strength had vanished, her will weak, her barricades fallen. She was at his mercy and he was driving her over a cliff.
    â€œElisa,” he whispered, his hot breath blowing across her bared, swollen labia. “God, you’re incredible. Say you want me…say you want my cock.”
    I want you. God, Maxim, I want you.
    She couldn’t deny him, didn’t have the spirit to. But she didn’t have the strength to ask for what she truly wanted.
    All Elisa could do was hold tight to the bed, bracing herself as pure, unadulterated ecstasy literally shook her lower regions, her loins burning with an orgasm, yet refusing to release.
    As much as she wanted to free the pent-up pleasure, the way he was fucking her was too incredible, too damned good, and she instinctually clamped her muscles tight, milking as much of the feeling as she could.
    â€œMaxim…Maxim…” she whimpered and moaned, crying his name over and over.
    What was she begging for? She didn’t want to let go, but she couldn’t take anymore.
    â€œGod, that’s glorious.” Maxim kissed along her ticklish upper thigh and prickles danced over her sensitive skin, doing the salsa straight to her heart. “Tell me if you like this.”
    He rotated the vibrator, so that the clit stimulator rested against her anus. Pressing the handle of the shaft downward, he drove the head against her G-spot, while the stimulator pressed into her bottom.
    Elisa screamed out, shouting at the very top of her lungs as she convulsed and reared on the bed in a violent, earth-shattering climax. Her muscles seared from the manner in which she constringed them, her body slowly turning to mush.
    Collapsing, she sunk into the mattress. With the toy still shaking within her, she lay limp, at his complete, utter mercy.
    Maxim turned the vibrator off, slowly withdrawing it from her. Tossing it aside, he planted a kiss upon her mons, then took a slow lick along her pussy, swiping a taste of her cum.
    The creamy liquid glistening on his lips, he stood. His eyes settled on her and he swallowed deeply. To her shock, he turned and walked from the room, earning more of her esteem and trust in that instant than she’d thought he’d gain in a lifetime.
    He could have taken her. Had his way with her. She had no resistance left in her right now, no ability to restrain herself against his advances, and Elisa knew her weakness was obvious, especially to him. But rather than take advantage of her, he’d left. Respected her desire not to sleep with him yet. Respected her.
    Such an act of decency for a man like him couldn’t have been easy. Then again, she’d told him staying here wouldn’t be. What she hadn’t imagined was how very hard it would be on her; how very easy losing herself in his eyes, to his touch, could be. How very soft her heart was.
    And that wouldn’t do. Not at all.

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    H ardly able to walk, Maxim made a beeline to the bathroom. He was hornier than a sixteen-year-old on Viagra and needed to come so badly, he was pretty sure he’d do serious damage to his cock if he didn’t.
    He should have fucked her. Damn it. He could have fucked her.
    Shoulda, woulda, coulda…
    For once in his life, he was doing the right thing. And it sucked.
    He threw open the heavy wooden door to the peach-tiled powder room and stumbled inside, falling to his knees. They smacked into the floor in a bruising collision, but Maxim ignored the pain, going straight for his cock.
    Fisting it, he pumped his erection, blood rushing through his veins, and cum quickly filling his prick, rising