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with a hand to help guide his cock. For a moment, he stopped and rubbed the sides against the lips of my sex in a circular motion. I wondered if this was how Maria liked to have sex. I found that it pleased me as well.
     
     
    The look in Max’s eyes suggested he had the same thoughts. Nonetheless, the biker regained his focus and locked his eyes with mine. That’s when I noticed that tears were rolling down my cheeks. Making love to Max was almost like a religious experience.
     
     
    He went deeper into me as my moistness overwhelmed him. I felt as fragile as a porcelain doll before such a powerful man. Yet, I knew Max would be gentle and considerate with me. I almost wanted to laugh at how I had fallen so hard for a bad boy.
     
     
    “Make love to me, Max,” I said breathlessly, tugging at his muscular body. “I want you inside of me!”
     
     
    My eyes opened wide when he placed his shaft at my opening. I arched my back and my toes dug into the soft cushioning of the couch. It pulled him downward against me. Little by little, his cock sheathed itself inside of my sex.
     
     
    I convulsed like a mental patient. Only Max’s strong, heavy body kept me from falling off the couch. I lifted my feet and dug my heels against his back.
     
     
    When I calmed down, Max slowly pumped into me. I was wet enough for him to penetrate me with relative ease. Nonetheless, I was still tight as a drawn noose. It didn’t stop my lover from thrusting in and out of me with increasing speed.
     
     
    Soon, Max began to hit his stride. My body shook violently whenever he drove his prick inside of me. My hips bucked wildly as though I were a mechanical bull throwing off its challenger. However, Max was more than up to the challenge. I punctuated each motion with a soft moan that lingered in the air.
     
     
    He fucked me with complete and utter abandon. “Oh Emily… God you feel amazing…”
     
     
    “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!” I chanted, clutching his back like a drowning woman to a life raft. The sense of euphoria from my climax made me writhe in ecstasy. “Please fuck me, Max!”
     
     
    I turned my head and ground my cheek against the couch as he came inside of me. My lover groaned and kept plunging into me with his tool. Our bodies shuddered as they both searched for guidance and stability.
     
     
    With a grunt, Max fell to my side. I let go of his back and allowed him some space on the couch. We were both tired and covered in sweat. The cold and the snow seemed to be a lifetime away. It didn’t take long for us to snuggle and drift into sleep. I felt warm and secure in his arms.
     
     
    “What does this mean, Max?” I asked. The dynamic of our relationship had changed dramatically in the past few minutes. “For us?”
     
     
    “It means whatever we want it to mean,” he answered, kissing me soft on the cheek. “For now, just enjoy the moment.”
     
     
    For the first time since I met him, there was a genuine look of peace on Max’s face.

 
    I awoke in a different bedroom. It was where Max slept. He must have picked me up and placed me there by his side.
     
     
    Looking through a nearby window, the blizzard looked fiercer than ever before. Max and I had hoped it would die down and we could go out for more supplies. It didn’t seem like we were leaving anytime soon.
     
     
    However, the sight of Max convulsing beside me on the bed cut my thoughts short. I saw him toss and turn under the blankets without ever opening his eyes. It was as if a he couldn’t break out of a nightmare. I heard him mumbles words that unmistakably sounded like ‘Maria’ and ‘Michael.’
     
     
    I grasped his shoulder and shook him. “Max? Are you okay? Max! Talk to me!”
     
     
    His eyes opened wide before shutting themselves again. He seemed almost blinded by the light. Max wiped the sweat of his brow before focusing on my face. “Emily?”
     
     
    I couldn’t help but feel that he had mistaken me for Maria. “You were