Chapter 118: Wantonly
Maya was having a pleasant, warm dream that tickled. She tried to get as close as possible to the warmth until her eyes snapped open and she realized she was rubbing her rear against his groin area while he fondled her breast.
Shame at her action made her face hot but she could hardly stop now—not when he was grunting and cursing in that manner. She didn’t think she had ever felt so desirable.
She could tell he was fighting not to give in but every time she pressed her buttocks against him, his reaction made her want to try more. To see if he would give in.
He lifted her leg as he plunged in and she had to grab the sheets to keep from crying out but by the sound echoing back to her, she didn’t succeed.
"Fuck!" His curse coincided with her scream.
He spoke so close to her ear that she could feel his breath. His every action exhilarated her, especially the sounds he made. The vibrations moved from her ears and settled in her abdomen. There was a warm, fuzzy feeling that intensified as he spoke.
She leaned into him and rotated her hips with his cock deep in her, filling her up. "Oh," she moaned.
He let go of her leg and pulled her closer, grabbing her chest again. Maya gasped against him as he pulled out and pushed right in. Her back arched against his torso to give him even more access from behind.
She was behaving so wantonly but she could hardly stop herself. She didn’t want to not when she could feel his pleasure.
His chest warmed her back but it wasn’t comparable to the heat that emanated from where they joined. His fingers teased her nipples and her whole body felt on fire.
She wanted to touch him and ki—her eyes bulged as he pushed in deeper. She tightly grabbed the bed sheets to give her something to hold on to. She worried that in the midst of her desire, she might reach out to him and do something unnecessary.
His heavy breathing behind her made her dizzy. She wanted to see his face—his sounds weren’t nearly enough—but she knew she would have to make do with this.
"Alpha Keenan," she moaned.
He kissed her shoulder as she leaned against him. One of his hands slid downward to her stomach to hold her in place as he pushed in deeper.
Maya gasped loudly. Her throat was starting to get hoarse as the relentless friction sent her inner walls ablaze.
She reflexively moved his hand back to her breast, and Keenan stopped kissing her shoulder—but only for a second. It was enough for her to realize what she had done.
However, he dug his index finger into her hardened nipple and flicked it while he kissed her neck. He clearly took the hint.
It was easy to forget she was supposed to be embarrassed by what she had just done when pleasure clouded her senses.
Her movements grew more excited as she fell into her own rhythm. Keenan matched it, as if knowing exactly where he was supposed to thrust hard.
She cried out against his chest as she clamped her legs shut, applying pressure on her clit as Keenan pushed in and pulled out of her.
"Alpha," she cried as her body shook with pleasure.
His teasing of her nipples, his cock buried deep in her—Maya could hardly keep still, and with the way her body hummed, she could come apart at any moment.
His movements slowed and she pressed down against him, crying, "Don’t stop."
"I wouldn’t dare," he gasped against her shoulder as he picked up the rhythm.
Maya felt her heart expand. She didn’t expect to say that, let alone get a reply. His response, his grunts behind her, and the way he teased her were all too much to bear.
She moaned loudly, digging her hands into the sheets as she climaxed hard and long. Her body vibrated against him as she rotated her hips.
His grunts got louder and he grabbed her chest tighter as he buckled against her. She could feel him spasm before his movements slowed down and gradually came to a full stop.
She could hear his heart beating loudly against her back but she wasn’t entirely sure it was just his heart she could hear—hers was just as loud. Her breaths were coming out in pants and in the silence of the room, that was loud.
Perhaps because she was still in a daze from the sex, it sounded as though their hearts were beating as one. Or was she just being hopeful?
He didn’t immediately let go of her. His palms still covered her breasts, their legs were still tangled, and he was still between her legs.
She didn’t want him to let go. She couldn’t help but revel in it. At least physically, they were this close—close enough that his cock had been inside her moments ago.
Maya wanted to bury her face in the pillow. She had to stop having these kinds of thoughts. What would Keenan think if he realized these were the sort of thoughts she had?
His arms around her adjusted, but they didn’t pull away. He slipped out of her and she could hear the wet sounds in the dark. It was hard not to be embarrassed.
One of his hands pulled away, pulling down her nightdress and adjusting his pants. She almost always still had her clothes on in their escapades and the only time he was completely naked was coincidental.
His warmth completely pulled away from her but his hand underneath her didn’t budge. She stayed in that manner with her back turned to him but it didn’t feel as lonely as the first time.
He fell asleep first—his steady breathing alerted her—and she soon followed suit. Sometime later, Maya was almost certain the warmth returned and his other hand held her close to his body.
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