Free Possess (The Syndicate: Crime and Passion Book 1) by Kaye Blue Page B

his cock brushing against my folds, wetness falling from me. Then he pulled back, his shaft warm and hard against my thigh, but his fingers replacing it against my pussy.
    Maxim patted my sex, touching me, stroking me, circling one finger around my opening but not pushing it inside.
    Instead, he moved down, coating his finger with my wetness until it was slick. Then he moved lower, prodding at my back entrance, wetting the small hole with my own moisture.
    Eyes heavy-lidded and locked on mine, Maxim started to press against me. His finger only barely breached my tight entrance, the pressure of it against me intense, something I couldn’t decide if I wanted more of or less of.
    More, I decided, lowering my hips until an inch of his finger went inside me.
    We both moaned at the sensation and I peeled open eyes I hadn’t realized were closed and looked at him.
    His eyes were open, his face and expression still calm, but I had heard the sound he made, saw the pant of his breath.
    I dropped my hips lower until his finger was completely inside me, kept my eyes locked on his, saw the uncharacteristic emotion in his expression.
    “Is that what it means, Maxim?”
    My voice was rough, breathy, and brimming with my desire.
    In fact I was surprised to have been able to speak, the slight burning of his finger, the desperate emptiness in my womb, moving through me so intensely that my body shuddered.
    “What if it does, little flower?” he said, his own voice rough. “What if it means that right now I’m going to fill your ass with my cock? Still want to play the whore then?” he asked.
    He was completely still, his entire body tense, so rigid that all of his muscles were starkly defined.
    “Yes,” I said without hesitation.
    His already-rigid muscles went even more tense and he withdrew his finger. I let out a disgruntled sigh at the absence, but it was cut off by the feel of his cockhead now poised at the entrance of my pussy.
    I wanted him inside me, desperately, but he didn’t give me that.
    Instead, he gripped himself at the base and slid against me, his cock sandwiched between my slick lips as he moved, his shaft soon wet with the moisture that now flowed freely from me.
    I stilled when he went lower, pressing the head of his cock against the place that had been so recently filled by his finger. He was still watching me, eyes unreadable, his body was still rigid, tight with control.
    The question was clear in his eyes.
    All I had to do was say the word, and this would end.
    But I wouldn’t.
    Because if I did, I would never have this opportunity again. Somehow, I had managed to slip through his walls, had gotten to see some of what he had hidden from me for years. If I passed up this chance, he wouldn’t give it to me again.
    I knew that with all my heart.
    I also knew that I wanted him, wanted him in any way I could have him, wanted to take whatever he would give, give whatever I had.
    I dropped my hips, sighing at the combination of pleasure and pain when his broad cockhead breached my ass.
    Maxim’s eyes opened ever so slightly wider, and I saw the moment he gave in to what was happening between us. He pushed a little farther, the feeling of him in my ass so foreign, searing, and sending a spiral of tight sensation through me.
    He pushed again, spreading more of me, filling more of me, still controlled, still Maxim, but different.
    There was an urgency in him now, a need, and I wanted even more of it. He thrust and at the same time I pushed down until he was completely inside me.
    My ass burned with the stretch of his invasion, my pussy flat against his stomach and fluttering, seeking something to fill the emptiness. That contrast, being empty at the same time as I was stuffed to overflowing, made my heart pound as I groped against his broad shoulders, seeking something to ground me.
    When he moved, a burning mix of pain and pleasure spiraled through me, both combining to become a sensation I’d never felt but wanted