Maggie grinned as she buried her fingers in his hair, and kissed him back hungrily. She held him fast, her lips sucking on his, fingers digging into his scalp, mound gyrating feverishly against his rock-hard cock. All rational thought escaped him. He immersed himself in the delight of Maggie’s curves.
Her hands moved down his back to tug at his shirt impatiently. When her hands slipped between their bodies and unfastened his pants. Both hands thrust into his open fly and pulled his cock free. She stroked him up and down vigorously between her palms, her fingertips dancing against his flesh. Jesus, he liked it rough like that. His breath caught in the back of his throat.
Her fingers tangled in the moist hair at his nape, and she exulted in the knowledge that she had done this to him.
‘Kiss me,’ she said, discovering confidence in herself she’d never known before. She reached up to him, finding his breathless mouth with hers, and with another muffled oath he cradled her face between his palms and returned the kiss.
The magic was back. Her trembling limbs felt a rush of excitement that caused her heart to race and her blood to race through her veins. She was no longer terrified of what would occur. She welcomed it as eagerly as she welcomed his passion’s undeniable power. She was all softness, all eagerness, and all woman in his arms because emotions had taken over and were running wild and chaotic.
Walden was powerless against her. Maggie seems to have an innate sense of how to make him happy. His pleasant protest was elicited by her teeth digging into his shoulder. Later, her hands wrapped across his tight buttocks to further ensnare him between her legs. She only voiced a protest when she sensed him moving away from her. However, he re-entered her more forcefully than before, and where there had previously been a nervous flutter of emotion, she now experienced a stirring need that was tantalizingly different.
The muscles that gripped him tightened almost automatically, and Walden slid his hands beneath her to lift her to his thrusting shaft. He said something she didn’t understand, some unsteady words in his own language whose meaning was perfectly clear nevertheless, and then added huskily,
‘You have no idea how much I have wanted this-wanted you. Dear heaven, I missed you… You have driven me-crazy!’
She wanted to say, Me, too, but she couldn’t. A rising crescendo of need seemed to be building inside her, and only incoherent sounds of both pleasure and protest were issuing from her lips. She wanted to say that it couldn’t go on, that she couldn’t stand it, but apparently, she could. Walden’s increasingly urgent body was plunging wildly into hers, and, looking up into his driven, sweating face, she saw a need to match her own.
His eyes were wide, impassioned, and her hands sought the damp skin of his shoulders in a desperate need to anchor herself. She had the feeling she was losing herself, losing her sanity, gradually being absorbed into the being that was him.
“God, baby, don’t make me wait. Take me,” she pleaded, squirming beneath him.
Why was she so eager? He didn’t get it. He understood when she got this way after he spent hours teasing her body, but he’d barely had time to touch her.
“Maggie? What’s goin…”
As he once more inserted his cock into her warm, smooth core, her back arched to drive him deep, and he lost focus. He took a breath in. In order to get him into a deep, strong rhythm, she bucked her hips against him. She raised her arms above her head to stabilize herself against the other wall as he drove into her with increasingly forceful thrusts. He had his feet planted against one wall. As instinct took over, he grunted. He couldn’t stop thinking about claiming her and making her feel his presence. Taking her and everything, she gave him-which was much more than this-was taking her.
Nothing could be better at this point. Her pelvis was tilted to enhance friction on his cock’s head as she raised her legs and positioned her feet above. Wow. God, he had been so mistaken. It might improve. He thrust into her harder. Faster. His nuts were heavy, full to bursting, but he didn’t want it to end. He wanted to fuck her like this forever. She rotated her hips, rubbing her swollen clit against him, her hands somehow finding their way around his body to his ass and encouraging him to pump into her harder.
“Walden,” she called to him desperately. “Walden. Oh God, I love you. I love you.”
And he didn’t care that anyone could hear how loud their voices were. He wanted them to. Wanted them to know that he’d somehow won this sensational woman’s affection even though he knew he’d never done anything to deserve it.
Her hands moved from his ass to cup his face, and she kissed him passionately, still grinding her hips against him as he thrust into her.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I got carried away. Someone probably heard that.”
“I don’t mind,” he assured her.
She paused. “You don’t?”
He shook his head and nibbled on her chin while he continued to thrust into her body. “You know what I do mind though?”
“What’s that?”
“That you stopped doing that thing with your hips. Feels really good.”
She gyrated, squeezing his cock, releasing, squeezing, as her pussy muscles clenched with her motion. “Like this?”
His breath caught. “Ah God, Maggie.”
“What about this?” She tilted her pelvis up and down, which changed the friction on the head of his cock from one pleasure point to another.
“Yeah, feels good too.”
She worked her hips against him, the pleasure so intense, that he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer, but he was ready now. He wanted to let go and fill her with his seed. Find the release only she could offer. Not just the physical release, but the emotional one he’d never found with anyone but her. With Maggie. His Maggie. Sweet, tough Maggie.
“I’m coming,” she gasped. “Oh, Walden. Walden. Walden!”
“I love you, Maggie,” he whispered.
“What was that? I didn’t hear you.”
“I love you.”
“Again. Louder.”
“I love you!”
When her body went rigid this time, he thrust deep and let go. Muscles at the base of his cock contracted with rhythmic pulses of pleasure, bathing her insides with his fluids. Her climax came suddenly. She came with a startled cry, her entire body going rigid as her pussy clenched around him in hard spasms. It was as if she had been striving for something that was always out of reach and abruptly found it within her grasp. Shuddering ripples of pleasure swept over her quivering body, and for a few incredible moments, she was totally blown away. It was like nothing she had ever felt before, nothing she could ever have imagined, and it took an effort to focus her eyes again and look at Walden. His good arm gave out, and he collapsed on top of her. She wrapped both arms and legs around him and held him tightly as he trembled in the aftermath.
She’s the woman who brought peace back into his life, who brought him life and happiness, who brought him out of darkness and helped him defeat the nightmares he was facing. Walden would never have done it alone, that’s why the ghost was able to return after he sent Maggie away. For that reason alone, Walden swore that Maggie would never leave his side.
“I love you, Maggie, and I will never let you go,” he whispered to her all through the night.