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

I never saw anyone move so fast. Within minutes, he’d already paid the bill. We ended up going to his place, a condo in a modern thirty-story building in the West Loop. The sexual tension between us was palpable, and we barely spoke during the elevator ride. The second we were inside his home, he sealed his mouth over mine.

He undressed me right there in the foyer, and I wasn’t too shy either. I needed my man naked. Pronto.

When I was completely naked, he took a step back. God, the way he looked at me was like I was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. That was how I felt right then anyway. He first looked down, focusing on my mouth before descending to my chest, resting on my hips, and then between my legs. When he slid his gaze back up, we made eye contact, and I felt myself blushing. I was desperate for him, just because I was seeing him naked up close like this. I stepped even closer, and I could smell his shower gel.

‘What do you want, Kendra?’ he asked.

‘You. I just want you.’

We were both too lost in each other to move from where we were. He smiled slowly. It was a wolfish expression like I’d just walked into a trap. Oh sweet Lord, I’d let this man trap me all day long and do with me whatever he wanted.

A second later, I realized that was exactly what was about to happen.

He turned me around, so I was facing the wall. I was so excited to let him take the lead, shaking with need and anticipation and a crazy desire for him. I felt him at my back, chest to my shoulders, cock pressing against my right ass cheek. Goose bumps broke out on my skin. He smelled so decadent and delicious. He skimmed his hands down my arms, clasping our fingers together, then brought his mouth to my ear. At the same time, he propped our hands at the same level with my head on the wall.

‘Keep your hands here, or I’ll stop,’ he said in a strong, no-argument-allowed tone. I didn’t have to ask what he meant, because I knew exactly what he planned: to turn me on and give me pleasure. And I was absolutely in favor of that.

He kissed my right shoulder, moving down my arm. I could still feel his cock between us, pulsing. I gasped. He moved to my other shoulder, teasing me there too, before kissing down my back. The lower he went, the more aroused I became. I wanted him so much that I could barely breathe. I didn’t know what to do with all this desire I had pent up in me. I couldn’t even move my hands. But somehow, internalizing all this just made me more sensitive to him. I guessed that was his plan all along, and it was working.

When I felt his lips on my right ass cheek, I gasped, and then he slid one finger inside me. My vision dimmed at the corners. I didn’t expect the wave of pleasure ricocheting through my body. It was almost too much. Then, just as quickly, he took his finger out. When I was about to protest, I felt a wet kiss on my left ass cheek, and he slid in two fingers. If I thought it was too much before, now I felt like I was about to explode. When he curved his fingers, I cried out, pressing my forehead against the wall. My legs weakened. My pussy was on fire. I was so overwhelmed that I didn’t even know where I was or what was happening. I just knew I was hyperaware of this pleasure and him.

‘I love seeing you like this,’ he said in the same rugged voice as before. Wait, no, it seemed even richer somehow, and it had an edge.

‘Tyler, this is so good, so good. Can I drop my hands now?’ I asked somewhat shyly.

‘Why?’

‘I want to touch you.’

He said nothing for a few moments, and then he drew out his fingers and took away his mouth. For a split second, I thought he was carrying through with his initial promise to stop if I lowered my hands.

Then he flipped me around. I licked my lips, watching him take out a condom from his wallet and roll it on. Oh my! Tendrils of heat spread through my body. He moved his mouth from my pussy to my navel and then back down, putting one of my legs up on the chair by the entrance. He kissed my inner thighs slowly. I touched him, first tugging at his hair and then groping his shoulders. I loved his shoulders so much. I made a mental note to truly explore them tonight.

When he reached my pussy, I fisted his hair. There was nothing gentle about it; I wanted him so much that I was close to climbing on his face. I felt him smile against my folds before he pressed his tongue over my clit, and I pushed back against the wall, steeling myself. But the wave of pleasure was still crushing, and I cried out. The orgasm reverberated from my center throughout my whole body: my arms and legs, my throat. I blinked my eyes open, but I only saw black. I felt him kiss up my body, moving over my navel, between my breasts, and then finally up my neck.

‘Fuck, you’re so beautiful. I want to make you come all night and watch you.’

‘Mmm, I like that plan,’ I whispered.

He cupped my face with the hand he’d had on my thigh the whole time, drawing his forefinger and middle finger over my lips. His other hand was still between my thighs. Feeling his fingers over my mouth and between my legs at the same time was enough to bring me to the edge yet again in seconds. He knew just which buttons to press, where to kiss and touch to make me desperate for him. He knew my body even better than I did.

He looked at my mouth for a few seconds before sealing his lips over mine. At the same time, he cupped the backs of my upper thighs, brushing the tips of his fingers on my ass cheeks, lifting me. I propped my knees around his thighs.

He was still kissing me when he slid inside me, all at once, knocking the breath out of me. He was so damn huge. He stilled, not moving even an inch. I braced my palms on his shoulders, pressing my forehead against his chest and breathing hard until my inner muscles relaxed around him. The tightness I felt with him inside me wasn’t uncomfortable, just filling, and I shuddered with pleasure. The wall was cold and a bit rough, scratching my skin. His chest was so damn hot. He moved his hand on my ass to make a buffer between my skin and the wall, and I rolled my hips back and forth.

“Babe, are you okay? Was I too rough?”

“No, I love it. Please don’t hold back.’

He groaned, a loud feral sound, then slid in and out, and I knew he’d lost control. He was so in control of himself during foreplay and while he pleasured me, but once he was inside me, something unleashed within him, and that made me immensely happy. I clung tight to his shoulders, digging my fingers into his skin. I wanted to touch him with at least one hand, but there was no way I could support myself with just one palm.

‘Tyler, I want to touch you. I need it,’ I said in a pleading tone.

He slowed his pace, and then he stilled, looking me in the eyes. God, this man was just so sexy. He put me down, and then we went to the living room. He kept kissing my shoulder from behind with an arm around my waist. We only made it to the dining table.

I lifted myself on it, spreading my thighs wide. He looked at me with a wry smile before thrusting inside me. ‘You’re so fucking sexy, Kendra, and you feel so damn good.’ Then his words turned to grunts, and instinct overpowered again.

I was overwhelmed by pleasure. Every muscle screamed for release, every cell tight with tension, ready to explode. I felt him thicken inside me, and his grunts turned feral, his thrusts desperate. And then we both gave in to pleasure.

I clamped down on him, throwing my head back and crying out loud, not even bothering to cover my mouth. I felt free with him, free to express myself. Wave after wave of my climax spread through me. It was like my orgasm had mini orgasms, and I realized it was because he was still thrusting madly inside me.

Sweat dotted his forehead, and a few drops landed on my chest.

‘You didn’t finish?’ I said in surprise.

He slowed down, bringing me closer to him.

‘I told you I want to watch you come all night. That means I only get my release at the end.’

He held me to him, bringing me down from the table and swinging me around. He fondled my ass cheeks, patting them. I was sensitive from the two orgasms I’d already had, but even so, I knew he was going to make me come again. My knees buckled at the thought. He didn’t slide inside me straight away. First, he skimmed his fingers up and down the side of my body. When I couldn’t take the tension any longer, I pushed my ass back. One second later, he was inside me. And even though I liked his plan of focusing on me all night long, I wanted him to climax, to feel overwhelmed just like I was.

He kept a hand at my lower back, pressing me slightly into the table while he thrust inside me. My previous orgasms gave me notice, and I felt them forming in the pit of my body. But this one took me completely by surprise, and it hit me so hard that I clamped my mouth shut so tightly my teeth chattered.

But even through the haze of pleasure, I heard him cry out my name, finally lose control, and let go.

***

It took me longer to clean up than Tyler, of course. I loved his bathroom. It was huge and looked supremely elegant with black tiles and golden hangers. I used his shower gel and even applied a bit of paste on my teeth just to freshen up. After I stepped out, I wondered how the rest of the evening would go. I was so happy that he brought me here to his condo.

‘Ready?’ he asked, stepping in the doorway, startling me.

‘Yeah.’

He was waiting for me with a huge towel. I walked to him with my arms up in the air. His eyes zeroed in on my breasts. I cleared my throat, cocking a brow, and he immediately snapped his gaze up.

‘Baby, you’re beautiful. Of course I’m looking.’

‘I don’t mind. I just find it funny.’

He wrapped me in the towel before walking into the bedroom. Since the bathroom was en suite, I’d seen it when we went inside, but I didn’t pay much attention to it. He had a huge bed with a gray headrest and a dresser. But other than that, the room was pretty empty.

He walked behind me, arms still wrapped around my waist. A boom of thunder startled me, and I realized it was raining furiously. I hadn’t noticed at all before. Tyler sure knew how to make me lose my head.

‘Lie down on your belly,’ he said in a commanding tone, and my body immediately reacted. My thighs suddenly felt sensitive, especially on the inside. I lay down, putting my arms in front of me and my head on the backs of my hands. To my astonishment, he started massaging my calves.

‘What are you doing?’ I asked.

‘Helping with muscle relaxation after all the sexy activity earlier.’

I sucked in a breath when his hands reached my buttocks. He palmed my ass cheeks with both hands.

“Muscle relaxation is code for sexy time?” I double-checked. “I don’t have anything against it, I just want to be prepared.”

He laughed, and I closed my eyes, losing myself in the feeling of his hands on me as he went up to my back and then my shoulders, wondering how long I was going to have this wonderful man. My body tensed a bit at the mere idea of losing him.

‘What’s wrong, baby?’

Holy shit, the man can read my body.

I looked over my shoulder, playfully saying, ‘You’re just so great at taking care of me. What are you trying to do? Make me fall for you?’

Even though my voice was teasing, I felt raw. I wasn’t used to exposing myself like this. I couldn’t believe I’d said that out loud, but he was so open and honest, and it made me want to reciprocate.

In a fraction of a second, Tyler lay next to me, propping himself on an elbow and turning me on my side. He drew the tip of his nose along the side of my neck.

‘Tyler,’ I whispered.

He straightened up, looking me in the eyes.

“I’d tell you that that’s the plan, but I have no idea what I’m doing. I like you, Kendra. More than I’ve ever liked anyone else. I want you to know that.’

Oh wow. My whole body seemed to react to that statement with an inner joy that just exploded through me.

‘We can just figure things out as we go. I promise I’ll make every minute of that ride delicious.’

Licking my lips, I put a palm on his chest, feeling the muscles under my fingers.

‘And you think you have no idea what you’re doing, huh? This, right here, proves the opposite.’