Hold Me Forever: a feel-good romance (The Maxwell Brothers)

As I predicted, I didn’t get to spend nearly as much time as I wanted with Kendra, but that was okay. I had a plan.

We returned to Chicago Sunday evening. We rode the bus with the kids to their school, where the parents were waiting for pickup.

“How are you getting home?” I asked Kendra when we stepped down into the parking lot.

“I’m taking a bus.”

“My car is here. I can drop you off at home.”

She grinned. “Thanks!”

“Tyler Maxwell! I can’t believe this. Can I get an autograph, man?” a guy asked.

Ah, I should have known the parents would be hockey fans.

I leaned in to Kendra. “I’ll do this quickly. Don’t go, okay?”

She sucked in a breath, licking her lips. “I won’t.”

I signed autographs and took selfies for what felt like a million years. Then I led Kendra to the car, putting our bags in the trunk.

“You were such a hit with the parents,” she said once we were in the car.

I took her hand, kissing it. “It was a great weekend. Although we didn’t get as much time together as I wanted.”

She giggled. “I have to say I found it hilarious that the kids wouldn’t stop throwing questions at you.”

“They were very curious, true. I like their passion for the game. I forgot what it’s like when you’re their age. You care about the competition, but more about the sport itself.” I paused a moment. “Kendra, do you have plans tonight?”

“No.”

That one word was enough to snap my control. The thought of having her all to myself… fuck. It was all I could think about.

I tried to make conversation on the rest of the drive, but the tension between us was messing with my concentration. When we reached her building, I took her bag out of the trunk, following her.

Once inside the apartment, she took off her coat, putting it on the hanger.

Turning around, she pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. “Want to come in? I’ll hang your jacket too.”

“I’ll do it.”

I took it off quickly, getting rid of my shoes too. She did the same. ‘Kendra, I want you… tonight.’

‘I want you too,’ she whispered, pressing her fingers into my biceps.

I captured her mouth the next second, pushing a hand under her sweater. She moaned, pressing herself into me. She rose on her tiptoes, wrapping her arms around my neck, pulling me down.

‘Do you want this?’ I asked.

‘Yes. Yes, yes. God, I do. I want this. I want you,’ she said.

I kissed her ferociously, and she did the same in return. My hands were all over her body, taking off her clothes. She was busy undressing me too while we moved to the bedroom, throwing the clothes on our way. I was completely naked when we reached the bedroom. She still had her bra and panties on.

We were both on edge. There was no way I could step away from her, not tonight. I kissed her. Scratch that. I devoured her, owning that kiss, capturing every ounce of passion. I’d wanted to kiss and touch and explore her for weeks, and now I wasn’t going to hold back any longer. I was going to make Kendra mine.

I pushed the strap of her bra to one side, tracing the patch of skin it had covered with my forefinger, then mapping the same spot with my mouth. She shuddered, and I knew she was going to give in to whatever I asked of her tonight.

I unclasped her bra, throwing it to the side.

‘You’re fucking beautiful, Kendra,’ I said, cupping her breast, flicking her nipple with my finger while making eye contact so my intentions were clear. Every inch of her was mine to pleasure tonight. Her breathing accelerated.

Bending at the waist, I kissed between her breasts, moving slowly under the right one, licking the underside and then kissing it back up on the side. I felt her contract the muscles of her stomach as if she was bracing herself and expected me to do more. I was going to move farther down, but I wasn’t done with her breasts yet. They were so damn perfect and delicious.

‘I’m going to explore every inch of you, Kendra.’

‘Every inch,’ she whispered. ‘That might take a long time.’

‘Are we in a hurry?’ I asked, teasing her, knowing what she meant.

‘Tyler!’ Her voice shook when I moved to her left breast, giving it the same attention with my hands, but instead of flicking her nipple with my thumb, I captured it in my mouth. She gasped, rocking up and down on her toes.

I looked up at her while I moved my mouth down her stomach, slowly circling her navel. ‘I’ll explore you. I’ll find out what you like. Then I’ll give you so much pleasure.’ Her skin pebbled with goose bumps. ‘You’re going to scream for me tonight, Kendra. You’re going to try very hard not to, but you will anyway because there will be no way to contain the pleasure I’ll give you.’

She exhaled sharply, digging her nails in her outer thighs. I traced that spot between her navel and the upper hem of her panties with my thumb, feeling her clench her muscles tighter still. Then I put my mouth there, laying a trail of wet kisses while moving my thumb between her legs, parting them wider.

I touched her inner thigh, barely brushing the hem of her panties with the tip of my thumb.

‘Oh, Tyler, please,’ she whispered.

Fuck, I couldn’t resist her plea. I put my tongue on the fabric covering her pussy, tracing a line over her entrance. Her legs shuddered, and then her knees buckled, but she didn’t lose balance. She braced both hands on my shoulders, clasping them tightly. Then I brushed my thumb over her clit.

‘Tyler!’ she cried out, rolling her hips.

Fuck, this wasn’t enough. I wanted to touch her skin. I wanted to see her reaction to that. It was intoxicating.

I moved the fabric to one side, blowing cold air on her pussy. She sucked in a breath. Then I pressed my thumb over her clit again, sliding in two fingers.

‘Tyler!’ she shouted, clenching tight.

My cock was rock hard, imagining how it would feel if she clamped around me, and my control snapped. I took my fingers out, moving back a few inches. She looked at me questioningly.

‘Take off your panties, Kendra, or I’ll rip them apart.’

She swallowed hard, immediately obliging, pushing them down her thighs.

I clasped my cock tightly in my right hand, needing the pressure, but I knew it couldn’t feel as good as she would. The second she stepped out of her panties, I pushed her down on the bed. Her legs were bent at the knee over the edge. I was too greedy to wait for her to move farther on the bed. She leaned back on her forearms, watching me, eyes wide, pupils dilated. She was just as crazy for me as I was for her.

‘I want to taste you.’

She widened her thighs. Her responsiveness to my words drove me insane.

I clamped my mouth over her pussy the next second, darting my tongue inside before moving up a few inches, focusing on her clit, alternating between teasing it with the tip of my tongue and brushing the flat of it against it.

She thrashed on the bed, gasping and moaning. The sounds drove me mad with the need for her. I grabbed my dick again, moving my hand up and down. When I felt the muscles in her thighs contract, I knew she was close. I slowed down, taking my time.

“Tyler!’ she protested.

‘You’re going to come hard, baby. Trust me to give you the best orgasm you’ve had.’

‘Please, please, please,’ she begged, and I nearly sank inside her the next second. I wanted her to come like this, to get her ready.

I pulled her clit in my mouth, and I felt her explode. She cried out, filling the room. She stretched out her arm, probably in search of a pillow, but they were too far away for her to reach.

‘Tyler,’ she said again.

I worked her with my mouth until I felt her calm down and her thighs were no longer clenched. Then I put on a condom, rolling it quickly, watching her. She was flushed, and her eyes were a bit watery. The smile on her face slayed me. I put it there, and I was damn proud of myself.

I kept her on the edge of the bed, lifting her legs and putting her knees over my elbows. She yelped, losing her balance for a second before propping herself on her palms.

She was so damn tight that she nearly pushed me back out. It had been a while for my girl, and the possessiveness in me liked that. I groaned, tightening my grip on her ankles, watching my cock sliding inside her, but then I looked at her face again. I wanted to see her reactions, to commit them to memory, to know everything she liked and do it again and again and again.

I only moved slowly until I was inside her to the hilt, and then my control completely disappeared. I moved faster and then even faster.

‘Fuck, I can’t slow down.’ The friction of her tight pussy was amazing! Even through the condom, the feeling was intense. We were perfect together.

‘I don’t want you to,’ she replied.

I pressed my right thumb on her clit, brushing it between every thrust. I wanted to alternate the shots of pleasure so I wouldn’t overwhelm her. For now.

‘You feel good. You feel so damn good.’

I felt her muscles clench again, and it about undid me. Energy coiled through me as my cock pulsed, wanting release. My orgasm would hit in the next few seconds, and I wanted to make her come first.

‘You’re going to come first, baby, and so hard,’ I promised her.

I doubled down, sliding inside her at an insane pace, pressing down on her clit and then circling it with my thumb until she completely came apart. She clenched tightly around me, sending me over the edge.

I came so hard that my legs were burning. Every muscle clenched in my body.

I continued thrusting until I was spent, then pulled out and lay down next to her.