fingers through his damp hair. I rocked my hips against him.
It was good.
So good.
But I wanted more.
Breaking the connection, I peppered smaller kisses along his stubbled jaw. “I want to taste you like you taste me.”
“Christ.” At his harsh curse, I pulled away, worried I’d messed up. But Maximo just cupped the side of my head in his possessive hold and stared at my mouth with heat that rivaled the fire. After a long moment, his hands dropped to span my hips and he lifted me to stand. He leaned forward to bite my nipple through my suit before rising to sit on the ledge. He positioned me on my knees between his spread legs.
A jet hit my thighs, soothing my skyrocketing nerves. In all our times together, I’d never gone down on him. I hardly got the chance to touch him before he took over.
Maybe I’d be awful.
“Take my cock out,” Maximo ordered, leaning back.
Since his impressive length was already stretched up and sticking out of his waistband, I tugged the fabric the rest of the way down to free him. It really was just as beautiful as the rest of him. A vein ran up his thickness, and I really wanted to lick.
I waited for him to tell me what to do like he always did, but he just leaned back on his hands, watching me intently.
The one time I want him to tell me what to do, he’s quiet.
My eyes landed on the pool house and a thought occurred to me far too late. “Is Cole—”
“At his own place.”
Phew.
Tentatively, I gave in to the urge to tease my tongue along the vein. Maximo’s low groan spurred me on, and I swirled my tongue over the head.
I took as much of him into my mouth as I could before sliding back up. I repeated the process, going a little farther each time. My rhythm was choppy and my positioning awkward, but I was enjoying myself.
More importantly, Maximo was enjoying himself if his grunts, groans, and roughly whispered praise were anything to go by.
I knew his patience and control were running thin when he started rocking his hips. And I knew they were gone when he wrapped my ponytail around his hand and took over completely.
Using his hold, he moved me how he wanted. Faster than I would’ve gone. Deeper than I would’ve gone.
After a minute, he slowed me to a leisurely pace. “Drop your ass to your heels.”
I sat back but kept my torso forward so I didn’t lose his cock.
“My greedy girl,” he groaned, making my pussy pulse, constricting around nothing and just as greedy as my mouth. “Spread your knees.”
When I did, the rush of water that’d been hitting my legs shot between them. I inched over until the jet was aimed at my clit.
Reaching over to pop open the inconspicuous control panel, Maximo adjusted the dials until the pressure increased.
Oh God. Too much.
Maximo moved my head again, jamming his cock all the way back until I had to fight to relax my throat.
Oh God. Not enough.
I didn’t think I could come from water hitting my clit, no matter how hard the pressure. But paired with the obscene hotness of Maximo filling my mouth, it wasn’t long before I was teetering on the edge.
The naughtiness of what I was doing.
Of what he was doing.
Of being outside.
Of everything.
It worked together, dragging every bit of pleasure from me until I was wrung raw. The onslaught of water was too intense on my oversensitive body.
It hurt.
I put my knees together, but Maximo pulled my hair and bit out, “Don’t fucking close your legs.”
Tears filled my eyes, and I used every ounce of willpower to spread them.
“Fuck. Yes. That’s my good girl.” His eyes went hooded as he released my hair and cupped the sides of my head. Using both hands to keep me in place, he thrust into my mouth.
He fucked my face.
Relentless and brutal and unhinged.
The power that came from making him lose his carefully held control was addicting. I didn’t think I’d ever get enough of that rush or of him.
So fast, I wasn’t expecting it, the overstimulated ache between my legs switched to bliss. The lines between pain and pleasure blurred as another orgasm tore through me.
“Close your legs and give me your eyes,” Maximo ordered once I was done.
Lids I hadn’t realized had closed snapped open as I gratefully shifted to protect my tender clit. His wild gaze went unfocused even as he maintained eye