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hadn’t said the words out loud.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Five
     
    Max hadn’t heard Bliss come in because he was sound asleep for the first time in days. The mattress was exactly as Marty had described. It was like sleeping on a cloud. However, the sound of the shower had disturbed the silence of the room, eventually awakening him. That’s when he realized Bliss had returned.
    He laid there in the huge bed, reveling in its softness and his ability to lie on his back without pain. He knew he was completely in love with Bliss’ bed. He had to admit she did things right. The sheets felt softer than silk or satin. The four pillows were big and thick and fluffy. Whatever they were laundered in smelt like a fruit tree orchard. He didn’t want to ever leave there… especially if she was in the bed with him.
    As he listened to the sound of the shower, he imagined what she looked like in the tiled stall, water pouring over her naked skin. Since meeting Bliss, he’d had a number of fantasies and images of her in his head, but this one was the most explicit yet. It had his cock hard in mere seconds. By some thankful twist of fate, Bliss seemed to want him as much as he wanted her so Max knew that what remained of the night would not be spent sleeping.
    Getting her out of her towel when she emerged from the bathroom had been surprisingly easy. However, he hadn’t realized the consequences of being faced with the ivory perfection of her naked body. All those curves wrapped in silky skin had sent him into cardiac arrest. He’d been so tongue tied that he’d made a few dumbass remarks that did nothing for his illusion of sophistication. To his great relief, Bliss didn’t seem to notice how dorky he sounded.
    Touching her had sent lightning bolts of sensation rocketing through his body. Every fantasy that had passed through his head from the moment he met her seemed laid before him like a smorgasbord. Every word she spoke told him she wanted him, putting to rest all of his self doubts.
    Kissing her felt different now that he was sure he would be slipping between her silken thighs. A fierce possessiveness rose within him, fueling the driving sense that he could never let her go. Every instinct within him screamed, “ Mine !”
    He thrust his tongue against hers, twirling with it aggressively. He wanted to make it so good between them that she would never want to leave him.
    Max couldn’t get enough of her. He touched her everywhere, the skin on the palms of his hands burning at the feel of her smooth flesh beneath them. The scent of her overwhelmed him, driving his lust to a frenzy.
    Fuck, I want to eat her like a peach, he thought as he broke the kiss and began to nibble and lick along her throat. He hit one spot just below her ear, and she let out a loud moan. Sucking on it, he felt her shudder beneath his hands.
    “Oh, goddess, that feels good. I’m shaking so hard…”
    Max heard her words and rolled her beneath him, rubbing his hips against her. His stiff cock thrust against her thighs, and she parted them, cradling him between her legs. The scent of her pussy filled his nose, and he trailed a line of kisses from her throat down her torso. He couldn’t wait to see her spread open before him, wet and swollen with arousal. He licked her belly button, hearing her breath catch in her throat.
    One hand slipped down between her legs, and he smiled when he found that she was hairless. His fingers fluttered, dipping between the wet folds. A little cry escaped her as the tip of his index finger scraped the edge of her clit. The feel of her sensitive flesh beneath his fingers drove him insane. He rubbed her, and her hips bucked against his hand.
    Licking his lips, he slid down her body until his shoulders were between her spread thighs. With his fingers, he opened her swollen lips and let his gaze feast on her deep, pink pussy. Her flesh gleamed with moisture, her scent sweeter than candy. She smelled so