The Billionaire's Salvation(20)

Fine. Then she’d make it a better memory, starting now. “Let me go. Let me touch you,” she whispered softly.

“No. I’m going to fuck you here. Right here. Right now.”He leaned forward and told her in a husky voice near her ear, “I’m going to taste you first until you beg for my cock, and then I’ll fuck you until you beg for mercy, sweetheart.”

Holy shit. She was ready to beg right now. Her cool, controlled Max was ready to get down and dirty. And talk that way, too. It made her question everything she knew about Max, how well she had really known her own husband. He was disciplined and composed, even in his lovemaking. But he didn’t look the least bit restrained now. He looked ravenous, savage, all of his ferocity completely concentrated on her. “Condom,” she reminded him. “We need to get some.”#p#分页标题#e#

Reaching into the pocket of his soggy jeans, he yanked out a handful of condoms, saved from the water by plastic wrap and dropped them on the sand. “It was my first goddamn priority,” he rasped.

Her pussy still quivered from his naughty taunts, and she was unable to stop herself from answering, “Good. Then fuck me. And make me come,” she dared him, somehow knowing exactly what to say to push his buttons.

That wasn’t something she’d normally say, but it felt good to say it now. She had never cursed or talked dirty during their marriage because Max hadn’t, but she didn’t seem to have that problem anymore.

Two women in the same body…again.

“Sweetheart, there’s no question about whether or not you’ll come. You will…and you’ll be screaming my name while you’re doing it,” he promised dangerously.

Mia stared up at his ferocious expression, knowing that she should probably try to rein him in. He was reacting to fear and anxiety, her disappearance making him act out of character. But God…she wanted him this way. He was raw, masculine, and dangerous: a different side of Max that she had never known existed beneath his smooth exterior. And he was completely irresistible. She wasn’t the least bit afraid of him. Max would never harm her. In fact, she was so aroused that her whole body was burning white-hot, so ready for him that she needed him inside her this very moment. “I’m not a screamer,” she reminded him casually, although her emotions were rampant.

“You will be,” he replied, his voice so husky and determined that it shot straight to Mia’s gut, vibrating down to settle between her quivering thighs. “Don’t move,” he demanded as he released her wrists and jerked his sodden t-shirt over his head, revealing an incredible body that hadn’t changed much in the last few years. Max Hamilton had a hot body that was often hidden under a suit and tie, every bit of muscle well-defined and sleek from his daily workouts, making her want to lick every inch of his muscular chest and defined abs. And then she wanted to follow that little happy trail of hair from his belly button that tantalizingly disappeared into the waistband of his jeans.

She wasn’t a screamer; she’d worried that Max might be repulsed by her base reaction to his lovemaking. She’d always tried hard to be the elegant woman she thought Max wanted as a partner, a woman he would be proud to be married to. Slowly, she’d changed herself to be the woman she’d thought he wanted and needed, trying to give up her often times impulsive behavior to make him happier. She hadn’t quite gotten there yet, but she had been working at it. At least…she had…before she’d disappeared.

“Y-you actually want me to scream,” she stuttered, suddenly confused by this Max she didn’t know, but totally intrigued her.

Grabbing the cups of the top of her bathing suit, he broke the string between them easily, baring her breasts to the balmy night air. Her nipples were hard and sensitive, aching for his touch, and she moaned as he cupped her breasts in his hands, circling her nipples with his thumbs.

“Oh hell, yeah. Scream, moan, beg, come for me,” he demanded harshly, his face intense as he watched his hands run over her breasts, over and over again. “I want to hear you.”

“We’re outside,” she told him, panting with each stroke to her hardened nipples.

“You want me to stop?” he asked gently as he moved back, straddling her thighs, and lowering his head to her breast.

One touch of his lips, one stroke of his tongue, and she was completely lost. “No. Please.” Her arms moved involuntarily, her hands fisting in his hair. “I need you, Max. Now.”#p#分页标题#e#

“You’re so beautiful,” he groaned against her breast as he nipped and sucked on one nipple and teased the other with his fingers. “You belong to me, Mia. You always have,” he told her roughly as his mouth moved from her breast to her abdomen, licking a trail of fire down her belly.