Say You Crave Me (Full Moon, #4)

by Van Mol, Stefanie

  “I want you to fuck me, Max. I want you to make me come over and over again until I see stars shooting behind my eyes. I want you to fuck me as no other man has ever fucked me before.”

  He grins and pushes his mouth on mine. He breaks the kiss and looks at me. He has the evilest grin spread on his face.

  “Now, that wasn’t so difficult, was it?”

  10

  Max

  Hearing her say those words almost made me come. I didn’t expect to get her to say them, but she did. I didn’t know if I would succeed, but it was an opportunity I had to take. When she reacted so eagerly this morning in the alley, I knew what to do. In just a few hours she had managed to turn me into a hothead. Imagine if a journalist or anyone had caught us there... I don’t want to think about the consequences that would have had—both for her and for me.

  When I walked out of the alley, I knew what to do. She always acts as if she doesn’t want me, but I knew that’s a kind of protection tactic she uses to keep me at bay. But if I get close enough, she turns into a passionate woman who is not afraid to ask for what she wants. She can pretend all she feels she needs to; her body doesn’t lie. She spent the afternoon interviewing John. The fact that she didn’t choose me first does more to me than I will ever admit out loud. So it became my new mission to give her a memory of her and me, so she didn’t forget about me while she did the interviews with the other band members. When I see the state in which she is now, I can only conclude that I have succeeded.

  I am buried deep in her. She stretches around me like a tight fist which makes me suspect that it’s been a while for her. Her nipples are standing proudly like two little cherries, waiting for me to devour them. She is challenging me to take them in my mouth. And then to hear those words from her innocent lips. A shudder runs through my core, and I can already feel the tingling at the bottom of my spine. If she says a few more things like that, then I’ll be ready to blow, like I’m some teenager who doesn’t have himself under control.

  I can no longer resist the temptation and let my mouth drop to her nipple again. I nibble, lick, and stroke it with my tongue. She starts to shift under me, and it takes all my self-control not to start pistoning in and out of her right away.

  “Oh God, Max. Fuck me, please, fuck me now.”

  I would never have thought that so many dirty words would come out of such a proper girl. I must make it clear to her that I am the one who is in charge here and not her. I gently put my teeth around her nipple and bite into it. She moans loudly, and she pushes her ass from the mattress, pushing against me to seduce me into moving.

  “I set the pace here, Valérie. Not you. Now that I finally have you under me, I plan to enjoy every second I have with you.”

  She moans, frustrated, but that only makes me laugh. Without moving at all, I push my body harder on top of hers. I bring my mouth to her neck and lick the sensitive skin under her ear. She gasps for breath, and I press my mouth on hers. I had no intention of kissing her for long, but when she pushes her hands into my hair and pulls me closer to her, I deepen the kiss.

  She eagerly opens her mouth, and our tongues become entangled in an erotic tango. Her whole body shivers under me and her tight nipples push against my chest. I break the kiss, take her hands from my hair and lift them above her head.

  “Are you ready, Valérie?”

  She nods her head eagerly, but I’m not letting her have it that easily. I pull out slightly and push inside of her in one forceful move, causing her head to fly back and her eyes to close.

  “Words, Valérie. I want to hear words.”

  “Please, Max. Don’t tease me any longer. I want you. I need you to move.”

  To stop tormenting both myself and her, I do as she asks and starts moving. I slide all the way out of her and then a hard thrust all the way back inside. Her eyes close with pleasure and I push in and out a few more times. I keep her hands above her head. She is completely at my mercy and surrenders herself to the pleasure.

  When her eyes open again, they are clouded with lust. Her eyes tell me what she said earlier; she wants to be fucked. Well, I’m more than happy to take care of that.

  “Hold on tight, princess. This will be a wild ride.”

  She groans at my harsh words, and I don’t give her time to come up with a snarky retort. I start to move my hips faster and push myself deep inside of her. I feel the walls of her pussy tightening around me and know that she is close to coming.

  “Do you like that?” I growl. “Do you like to feel how tight your pussy is around me? How wet and horny you are just for me?”

  “Oh, God,” she moans.

  I bite into her earlobe. “God is not here, Valérie. Only me. I want you to shout my name when you come.”

  I push myself all the way in hard and deep into her. She screams out, and this time she is happy to use my name.

  “Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaax!”

  She makes the most heavenly sounds while she comes, and squeezes around my shaft in a fierce orgasm. I pump in and out of her a few more times and eventhough I don’t want this moment to end, I can’t hold my own orgasm any longer. I tumble over the edge and feel my seed shoot deep into her. It’s the most intense moment I’ve ever had during sex. My body explodes with body wrecking sensations that fire off around me and consme me. I’ve been waiting for this moment for so long, and now that it’s finaly here, it’s so much better than I even imagined.

  I move a little and feel my wet sperm dripping between us. That’s when I realize I haven’t used a condom. I’m still withdrawing but realize that it’s too late.

  I release her hands from my grip and disappear to the bathroom. I return with a wet washcloth and clean her and then myself. I throw the used washcloth back to the bathroom, lie down in bed, and pull her close to me.

  I gently stroke her hair and kiss her forehead. She hangs weakly against me, and I pull the blanket over us.

  “Valérie?”

  “Mmm,” she murmurs. I laugh,pleased that she’s not able to form any consistent words. “In my haste I forgot to use a condom. I was tested recently, so that’s not a problem. Are you on the pill?”

  She stiffens in my arms. For a moment I’m afraid she won’t answer me, but in the end, she does. “I’m protected, so you don’t have to worry about that.”

  I kiss her forehead again. “Go to sleep now, princess. Tomorrow we will talk some more.”

  I feel her relax a little bit, at the same time I can almost hear the cogs in her head spinning. I try to reassure her. “Stop thinking, Valérie, and go to sleep. Tomorrow morning when you wake up, I’ll still be here, and we will talk.”

  She relaxes a bit more and leans against me again. “Okay,” she whispers.

  It only takes a few minutes before she falls asleep and I enjoy having her in my arms. Tomorrow morning she will wake up and question everything we have just shared. But I have her with me now, and I have no intention of ever letting her go again.

  IT’S STILL DARK IN the room, and for a moment I think I might still be dreaming. Flashes of last night come back to me. I feel next to me, but Valérie is no longer there. The mattress is still warm, and I can still smell her fragrance. I’m just about to jump up and look for her when I feel her wet tongue glide over the tip of my dick. She opens her eager mouth and immediately lets my shaft slide into her throat.

  Holy fuck!

  She keeps surprising me. When she said those words to me earlier, I thought I had already pushed her to the limit, but she manages to surprise me again. I look down and see her head going up and down under the sheet. She has clearly not lost a part of her embarrassment, but one thing is certain, I want to be able to see what she is doing.

  I push the sheet aside and look straight at her while she has me all the way into her mouth. I stroke through her hair. “Do you have any idea how hot that looks?”

  She lets me slowly slide out of her mouth and releases my dick with a pop. Her tongue immediately comes out again and
licks the rim of my head. Oh yeah, if she does that a few more times, it’ll be over before it even starts.

  “I woke up horny, but you were sleeping so peacefully. I didn’t want to wake you up, but I just couldn’t contains myself anymore.”

  I have no idea what is going on with her, but I do appreciate this horny version of Valérie. I extend my hand to her and help her sit on top of me. She spreads her legs and sits astride me. When she hangs above me, I pull her head down and kiss her gently.

  “You can always wake me up, Valérie,” I say seriously. To prevent the atmosphere from changing, I quickly add, “And certainly if it is like you just did.”

  She blushes and looks at me with a naughty look. She takes my cock in her hand and brings the head of my dick to her opening. I bite my teeth to avoid this being over before we’ve even begun. Slowly she lets herself sink onto me—inch by delicious inch.

  When she has taken me completely seated inside of her, she sits upright and places her hands on my chest. She starts to move up and down, and I can’t resist the sight of her breasts swaying back and forth in front of me. With both hands, I grab her breasts and massage her nipples between my thumb and index finger.

  She moans even louder and starts moving faster. God, I love it when she’s naughty. Valérie is a woman who knows what she wants and is eager to take it. And I can’t say that I don’t enjoy it to the fullest.

  “Do you like that, princess?”

  I squeeze her nipples even harder, which makes her contract around me. I chuckle when she starts moving faster and faster. I slide myself up into a sitting position, with my back against the headboard and Valérie still on my lap. I look into her green eyes and see a small layer of sweat pearling on her skin.

  “Tell me what you need, Valérie. Do you want it hard and rough? Or do you want me to bite onto your delicious nipples?” I stroke her tight nipples with my finger and laugh when she shudders. She keeps pushing herself up and down.

  “Everything you do feels so good, Max. I just want you.”

  I close my eyes and take a moment to take in her words. I hope she remembers this morning, and if not, I will remind her of it. These are words I will never forget. I put my hands on her ass and help her to move up and down faster. The new position makes it possible for me to slide deeper inside her, so when I push her hips down on me, we moan at the same time.

  Her breasts still go up and down before my eyes. Valérie starts to go faster and faster, looking for her release. And who am I to stop her? I bring one hand to my mouth and wet my finger. Then I pull her buttocks apart with my hands.

  Valérie moans deeply and pushes her breasts even closer to my face, while she keeps going up and down. Her whole body vibrates, and I know she is on the verge. I put my wet finger between her ass cheeks and stroke her butthole with it. Her eyes open wide when I touch her there. I grin and gently let my fingertip disappear into her ass.

  Valérie shakes violently forward and bites my shoulder to cover up her loud moan.

  “You like that?” It’s a question I already have the answer to; her body has no secrets from me, and I know that she loves it. But I find it so wonderful to elicit those dirty words from her. Everyone knows the good Valérie. I’m the only one who knows that she is actually a sex goddess underneath her good girl persona.

  She brings her head to my ear. “More,” she demands.

  Well, she doesn’t have to ask me twice. I push my finger a little deeper in, and I feel the first contraction of her pussy around my cock. She now begins to go up and down like a madwoman, riding on the waves of her orgasm. I keep moving my finger in and out of her ass until she goes over the edge. She digs her nails in my chest and scratches me. It causes me to tumble over the edge, and I come with a shout. I am sure that those scratch marks will be visible tomorrow. Maybe that will remind me that this really happened; that it wasn’t just my fantasy.

  Valérie falls forward exhausted, and I catch her against me. I lift her a little and free myself from her. Carefully I stand up straight with her still in my arms. Her head comes up, her eyes half closed. “Where are you going?”

  “To the shower.”

  She doesn’t give a reply and drops her head back on my shoulder. “Okay.”

  THE EARLY MORNING SUNSHINE comes through the window. The rays shine through the room, and I slowly wake up. My whole body feels stiff and when I try to lift my arm, I can’t, and I look over to the reason why.

  Valérie is still sleeping in my arms. Last night was amazing. We had fallen asleep after our first round of sex, but then I’d woken up in the middle of the night with Valérie’s mouth around my cock. At first, I thought it was a dream until I heard her soft moans.

  It should be illegal what that girl can do with her mouth, but I have enjoyed every second. Just before I came, she sat on top of me and rode me like an accomplished cowgirl. I lost track of the number of orgasms, but it’s been a long time since I was this exhausted. I enjoy having her in my arms for a moment, because she will wake up soon and I already know that she will immediately put the wall she keeps around her heart back in place. A few things became clear to me last night. One: Valérie still wants me; she can’t hide that; her body tells me what her words won’t. Two: I still want Valérie. Not only with my body, but with my heart. I stroke the hair from her face and her eyes open slowly. She sighs softly.

  It takes a while before she’s fully awake, but when she sees me, her eyes open wide. She tries to pull up the sheet to cover her completely, but I don’t allow that. I hold her hand and bring it to my mouth, gently kissing her knuckles, and smile when a blush appears on her cheeks. After all we did last night, this is what she is shy about?

  “Good morning, beautiful.”

  “Good morning.” Her voice sounds hoarse. “What time is it?”

  I turn around and take my cell phone from the bedside table. One press on a button activates the screen.

  “Eight o’clock. Do you want to use the bathroom first? Then I will order breakfast.”

  “Sounds like a good idea.”

  She hesitates for a while because she is naked under the sheets, but eventually gets up. My morning erection immediately becomes a lot more painful when I see her walking naked to the bathroom. But we have to talk before I pull her back into bed and go wild with her.

  I pick up the handset and dial the number for room service. I assume Valérie would rather have breakfast here than with the band. And I’m too selfish to share her yet. Moreover, I will need a little more time to make it clear to her that she is mine, no matter what she says.

  When I hear the shower turn on, I immediately think of yesterday. In between the sex marathons I took her to the shower and carefully washed every inch of her delectable body with her lavender body wash. I remember perfectly how her soft skin felt under my fingers and how her nipples reacted as soon as I caressed her slightly.

  Fuck! I have to think of something else, otherwise I’ll run to the shower and we won’t get out of it until the evening is over. And I want to make it clear to her that for me this is much more than just sex. I pick up my briefs from the floor and put them on. Just in time, because someone knocks on the door.

  The room service attendant is standing in front of the door with a cart full of bread, croissants, eggs... you name it. I’m not sure what Valérie likes, so I just ordered a little bit of everything. I give him a tip, and he leaves. Now I’m just waiting for Valérie to find the courage to leave the bathroom.

  11

  Valérie

  I look at myself in the mirror. Not that I need a souvenir to remember last night—because it is a night I will never ever forget—yet there they are. I see a few red spots on the inside of my thighs and blush when I think back to the moment Max kissed me there. His talented tongue has explored every inch of my body, and I have enjoyed every second.

  My hair is a big mess, my cheeks are tinged with pink, and my lips are red and swollen. On my right breast is a bite mark and
I immediately feel a new shock wave of pleasure when I think back to the moment when he bit me there.

  Yesterday and last night seemed like a fairy tale, but now it’s morning, and we are back in reality. Max is still a well-known singer, and I am still a journalist who is here for her work. I should never have let it get this far, and I have to get back to the bedroom and see Max soon. Whatever happens, it must never leave this room. Nobody should know what is going on between Max and me. I hope he understands that. I worked very hard to finish my studies, and I finally managed to score my dream job. So I don’t want this to get in between me and my job. I’m sure that’s how Max sees it, too. He is not looking for a permanent, serious relationship; this is just about sex.

  Delicious, phenomenal, mind-blowing, over the top amazing sex.

  Come on, Valérie. You can do this!

  I am an adult woman, so I have to be perfectly able to tell a man what I want and how I want it. You had no problems with that yesterday, either. I flinch at my own thoughts.

  I put a little cold water on my face, slip on a bathrobe and then open the door. I’m immediately greeted by the smell of fresh coffee. Next to the bed is a cart with a whole assortment of breakfast foods from fresh chocolate croissants to fruit juice and a mug of coffee—which I definitely need before anything else, to drink a little courage into myself before I tell Max everything.

  Max is in bed. The sheet only covers his body from the waist up, and when I look at him, I notice scratches on his chest. So, I am not the only one who has physical memories of last night. I still wonder what got into me. Never before have I let myself go like this, but let’s say that Max has always been good at that—he brings out a certain personality in me which I normally always keep deep down and locked away. Precisely to avoid ending up in situations like this.