I barked out a laugh, flipping her into the couch cushions. She landed with a puff of the down feathers, her hair splaying out under her as she smiled up at me with tired, sated eyes.
“Let’s test that theory,” I said, and then I stood on my knees, hiking one of her legs up onto my shoulder and then the other.
I kissed the inside of each of her ankles, positioning myself at her entrance again before my hands found the arm of the couch above her head. I nearly bent her in half when I did, her knees lining up on either side of her jaw. Her legs stayed fixed on my shoulders, and I grinned in appreciation as I just barely pressed inside her.
“I didn’t know you were so flexible,” I mused, hips thrusting until I entered her another inch.
“You didn’t know I don’t have a gag reflex, either,” she clipped. “Tonight is full of surprises.”
I smiled wider, leaning down to capture her mouth in a passionate kiss as I flexed all the way inside. She sucked in a breath when I did, and I held myself there, deep enough to leave a permanent mark as her legs shook around me.
Then, slowly, I found my pace.
My lips claimed hers, cock driving in and out as her ankles balanced on my shoulders. Her fists held tight to the cushion underneath her, grounding her, until I was fucking her so hard she had no choice but to hold onto me. Her arms wrapped around my neck, nails digging into my back as I hissed and drove deeper.
“Grab your ankles,” I groaned when I was close, and when she did, I moaned her name and filled her, pumping out my release as a searing numbness took over me. Maven’s pussy was the kind that hugged you until every drop was spilled, and I rode out that feeling of ecstasy with my toes curling until I was empty.
Slowly, I pulled out of her, but not before I made sure to pump myself completely dry one last time, squeezing out another drop of cum and leaving it there between her legs.
She went to release her ankles, but I snapped my fingers to stop her.
“Spread your legs,” I said.
Her shyness was back, her cheeks flaming, but she did as I said, slowly spreading her legs until she was on that couch in a straddle, the V of her legs pointed up to the sky.
“Squeeze your pussy, baby,” I said, taking in her sweat-slicked body. “I want to see my cum dripping out of you.”
She whimpered, and I loved that sound — because it affirmed that she wanted that dirty talk as much as I needed to give it. With her hands wrapped around her ankles, I watched as her walls clenched and opened, again and again until my seed streamed out of her pussy and down the crease of her ass.
“Fucking hell, Maven,” I said, hovering over her again. I reached down and slid my finger inside her, pushing my cum back in. Then, I kept my eyes on hers and added a second finger, curling it deep.
She bucked against the touch, and this time, when I withdrew my fingers, I slicked them in my cum and lubed her ass with my release.
Her eyes widened a bit, but she didn’t stop me. With my heart racing and my cock already growing hard again, I slid my finger inside her ass, slow and steady, careful not to stretch her too quickly.
Maven’s legs shook so violently I thought she’d fall off the couch, her eyes rolling shut. “Oh, my God.”
I worked her slowly, fucking her ass with my middle finger and watching her pussy clench like it wanted to be filled, too.
“I want to fuck this ass,” I husked.
“Now?”
“Right now.”
A little mewl escaped her when I pulled my finger completely out, and she leaned up onto her elbows to watch as I wrapped my fist around my cock and lifted her hips until I could press myself against that forbidden entrance.
“Touch yourself, baby,” I said, guiding her hand to her clit. She started circling slowly, her eyes still rapt where they watched as I slicked the head of my cock with the mixture of her release and mine. I made sure she and I were both slick before I pressed, opening her just half an inch.
“Oh,” she cried, circling faster.
I paused there, letting her play with herself and adjust to the feeling. I had no idea if it was her first time, but I knew anal needed to be taken slowly, carefully. I wanted her to love it as much as I did.
When she flexed her hips, giving me the sign she was ready, I pressed in more, taking my time, both of us breathing hard where we watched me disappear inside her. It was centimeter by centimeter, a slow stretching that had us both crossing our eyes in ecstasy.
“This feels fucking incredible,” I told her, sliding out and back in just a little. She tightened around me, and I groaned. “So fucking tight.”
“Yes,” she breathed, closing her eyes and falling back against the couch cushions. Her other hand shot down to join the first, one circling her clit as the other slid inside her pussy.
“Goddamn, Maven,” I praised, pulling out and sliding back in. I was more than halfway now. “You’re going to make me cum again.”
“Yes.”
It was the only word she had, and it echoed as she fucked her pussy with two fingers, circling her clit with the opposite hand as I filled her ass. She was stuffed as I held her legs open, driving in and out, sweat slicking my forehead. I felt another orgasm building, and the sensation nearly knocked me on my ass. I hadn’t come twice in one night since I was a fucking horny teenager, and that had been just me and my hand.
This was Maven King destroying me for all other women.
When she started writhing, bucking her hips and crying out, I picked up my pace, matching hers, and I was finally all the way in her. Driving, stretching, feeling her hugging every inch of me.
“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuckkk,” she dragged out, pinning her lip between her teeth. I felt the moment she came again, her walls tightening around me and driving me to tumble over the edge with her.
I had to fight to keep upright, to let her work the rest of her release while I spilled inside that tight ass. The sight of her falling apart at the same time made my climax feel even more powerful than the first, and when she was done, I carefully pulled out, pulsing out the last of my release on her stomach. My cock jumped even after I’d released my hold on it, cum dripping out and landing on her lean muscles.
And as if I couldn’t be any more turned on, Maven dragged her finger through the line I’d left, and then sucked that finger dry.
“Good God,” I said, finally collapsing. I savored the giggle Maven let out when I fell on top of her, our bodies slick and heaving.
After a moment, I pressed up onto my elbows, tenderly sweeping her hair out of her face. “Was that your first time?”
I didn’t have to clarify. Maven smiled shyly, nodding.
“Fuck.” I kissed her then, framing her face and holding her to me. “Thank you.”
“For letting you fuck my ass?” she asked on a laugh.
“For trusting me to,” I said, and I pushed up so she could look into my eyes, so she could see that I cherished the fact that I got to touch her, taste her, fuck her. “Did you like it?”
She drew a line down my chest. “It was really hot,” she confessed, her skin heating against mine with the admission. “It felt… different. The orgasm. Like… deeper, somehow. I can’t believe I came like that.”
“I think I’m keen to make you come again,” I said, kissing along her collarbone before sucking one of her nipples between my teeth. “I have yet to taste you tonight.”