“Well, I was meant to finish the same time as Milan, which is at the end of the year, but I decided to overload my last two semesters so I could finish halfway through. All I need to do is get some work experience under my belt. I was hoping one of my brothers might allow me to work for one of the wineries or hotels, but I’m not confident enough to do it just yet.”
“Mia,” Max responded. “You know Marco and I will be happy to have you on board. Now that Zane’s back and going to help us perfect our security in all the hotels, you can probably help him out.”
Mia flushed and looked slightly angry.
“Max, I’ve got a degree in Agricultural Science, not security! How am I going to help Zane; what use am I going to be to him?”
“Careful what you say, Mia.” Max paused from whispering dirty things in my ear and cautioned his sister, amidst twirling a strand of my hair around his finger. “You might make a bad impression, and Zane may just refuse to work with you.”
Mia looked exasperated. “Ooooh…you make me so angry sometimes, Max.” She stormed off toward the kitchen, slamming doors. Zane remained on the couch, not uttering a word; his gaze, however, followed Mia all the way to the kitchen.
Poor Mia, her brothers were always stirring her. “Stop stirring her up Max,” I cooed in his ear. He was holding my hand the whole time after the dessert had been cleared, and I had deliberately licked my spoon suggestively so only he could see. His reaction was to press a kiss to my palm, nipping at it.
I shivered.
Max stood up and announced, “We need to go.” Within minutes, we were in the car, driving toward the penthouse.
“Jesus, babe. You can’t do that to me while we are in my parents’ house, sitting on their freaking couch!”
I smirked.
“When we get home, I’m going to strip you naked. Then I want to lick you from head to toe and then you are going to suck my cock like you sucked on that spoon. Then I’ll fuck you.”
I whimpered.
“And then we’ll take a long nap. When you wake up, I want you to get on top and ride my cock so I can watch you come hard.” He kept his hand on my thigh as we drove, stroking and making swirls with his fingers at the juncture of my thighs. He rubbed his thumb against the seam of my jeans, making it graze my clit. Oh, God, it felt amazing.
I gasped.
Max swore under his breath but kept his attention on the road. Once he parked the car, he reached over and rubbed me more vigorously with his hand.
“Are you wet for me, Princess? I can feel you are hot down here. I can feel your heat.” He pressed harder. “Tell me what you want me to do to you. What are you thinking about?”
“I’m thinking about your tongue down there on my clit, with your fingers inside me and the way you say my name right before you come. The way you…”
“Fuck, stop; otherwise, I’ll take you right here in the fucking car.”
“Okay, I’ll wait for you upstairs. I want to feel you inside me.” I licked my lips and swung my long legs from the car, sashaying my butt toward the elevator. I was grinning to myself knowing I had him all worked up.
I knew Max loved it when I left my shoes on, so I grabbed the red heels I wore in Darwin, put them on and stretched out naked on the bed, waiting for him. He entered a few minutes later and stood in the doorway of the bedroom gaping at me.
“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
He bent and kissed me, nipping at my lips, using his tongue to caress the outline of my lips. Moving down to my breasts, he flicked, pinched and sucked on them.
“Do you like it when I do this?” He sucked on them again. Hard.
“Yes,” I murmured my pleasure, and he allowed himself a smile. Max flicked at them with his tongue and then bit gently on first my left and then my right nipple. Biting, licking and suckling, he was driving me crazy from that sensation alone.
“Oh, God,” I gasped at how amazing it felt.
“You should see the colour of your skin right now. Pink. The prettiest pink. Your nipples are so fucking hard. Do you like it when I bite on them?”
“Yes,” I managed to say.
“Does it hurt?”
“Yes,” I moaned. I was so fucking wet, and I ached with the need to come. “But in a good way.”
“Jesus, you’re so beautiful when you are about to come, baby. You’re driving me crazy.” Then his mouth was on mine, kissing me until I couldn’t feel my lips. I felt drunk when he released my lips, drunk on the pleasure of how much I affected him, how much he wanted me.
Then he kissed down to my belly, pinching my nipples and licking around my belly ring, moving lower until I was writhing in pre-orgasmic agony.