🔞🔞Smut warning 🔞🔞

As Maya laid on the bed, the cold air caressed her skin, causing her hair to stand on end. Her heart racing in her chest, Maya resisted the urge to try to cover herself out of embarrassment. Still, Dexter didn't come to her immediately. Just when she gave up and wanted to look at him, she heard footsteps approaching and she stiffened, holding her breath.

He finally got to her side and spent a great deal of time looking at her. Their eyes met and Maya bit her lips, still tasting the salty essence of him in her mouth. Maya didn't know what she wanted, only that he was too far away and she was way too cold. His gaze finally left her face and travelled down. They felt like hands running down her body and she squirmed, feeling too exposed. She could see his throat bobbing and his gaze grew even darker, glowing with desire.

He groaned and climbed on the bed, claiming her lips. A soft sigh escaped hers and his tongue delved deeper, ravishing her. The slow burn she'd been feeling ever since the night started soon blazed and it took all the self control in her to try not to mold Dexter into her body. Her hands immediately flew to his neck, wrapping her hands around him as she kissed him, drawing him closer to her.

He pulled her away, grabbing her chin with one hand. Pulling at her lower lip, he glared at her, his gaze smoldering. "You have no idea what you just started." He growled, his deep voice sending tremors down her body. "You have no idea what you've done." He murmured as he resumed kissing her.

There was nothing gentle or soft about his kisses. They possessed her, spelling nothing but pure sexual intent. Her lungs felt like it was on fire, her body thrumming and arching to meet his. He was still wearing his clothes so she tried to reach underneath to feel his bare skin but he caught her hands and placed it above her head, all of this without breaking their kiss. He tasted unbridled, savage and downright possessive. Maya's brain shut down and all she could feel what he was doing to her.

When she finally pulled away for air, Dexter went ahead to suck on her earlobe, licking the rapid pulse at the base of her throat and watched as she arched of the bed, her body wired. He reached up for her, lightly grazing her lips. "Please know that I love you." He muttered against them. "Because I'm about to treat you like I don't."

What? Before she can ask what he meant by that, he kissed her again, trailing kisses down her body till he reached her abdomen. There he spent a great deal amount of time drawing lazy lines with his tongue. Her lower body trembled and she could feel the

"Look at you. See how wet you are. You're dripping." He murmured, his hot breath tickling her most intimate parts. She shuddered, her toes curling up.

"Dexter!" She cried out, her brain melting. Strong arms gripped her thighs, spreading them apart as he tasted her, lapping her juices up. Maya's brain melted, tears leaving her eyes as she arched helplessly against him, her breath coming out in ragged gasps. His tongue began their beautiful torment, teasing and tugging.

"You like that don't you?" He asked against the sensitive nub before rolling it with his tongue. She couldn't say anything, only incoherent sounds were making it past her throat. She gripped the bedsheets, her eyes rolling to the back of her head. He soon began to teasing with his thumb, the extra pressure sending her to the very edge, tethering.

"You've always driven me crazy. But tonight, you might have taken it a step further." He murmured as he sucked her lips before lapping her. Dear God, but not the slurping sounds. His grunts of pleasure keep driving her wild, tears leaving her eyes. "Dexter please..." She begged as her body began trembling.

"Please what?"

Unable to take it any longer, she orgasmed. Bucking wildly underneath, tears leaving her eyes in torrents even as she saw stars. Her body had a mind of it's own, whimpers escaping her lips as she rode out the waves.

"I didn't ask you do that." Came his deep voice.

Maya momentarily stiffened. "What?" She was still shivering.

"You just keep increasing your punishment."

What punishment? Gosh, but this side of Dexter... What did she unleash? She felt him hovering above her and she opened her eyes.

"You don't come unless I tell you to, okay?" He said as he pinched her nipples. The act that should have brought pain just aroused her. She nodded but he didn't let go, only pinched harder. "I didn't hear your answer."

"Yes... Dexter."

"Good girl. Let's do that again."

Again?! She just knew it. Dexter is going to kill her and they've not even started yet. He dived between her thighs again, throwing her legs over his shoulders.

"Remember what I told you?"

"Yes..." She breathed out, her heart beating wildly in her chest. His tongue resumed teasing and bit back a scream, twisting helplessly on the bed, desperate to get away from him. His lean fingers played with her folds, opening her up.

"You're so tight. Need to ease you up." He murmured, gently easing inside her. A drawn out moan escaped her lips at the invasion. Her muscles tightened and released against his fingers as he pumped in and out of her; forgotten was her initial orgasm and a new pressure began to build.

Feeling him insert a second finger, she cried out, trying to close her thighs. "Don't." He growled, hai voice deathly low and seductive. She's completely at his mercy now. He increased his pace and her moans followed suit.

Her head spinning, pitiful whimpers left her lips as she grinded against his tongue and fingers. She's so close and the dual action wasn't helping matters but she wanted to wait for his orders.

"Please, Dexter. You have to let me. I can't... I can't hold it in any longer." She begged, her body tensing, shorts gasps escaping her lips.

"Stay a little while. Deep breaths."

She groaned, arching her back. She really couldn't hold it in. Still she tried. Taking deep breaths just like he instructed her. That seemed to delay it somewhat but did nothing to alleviate the pressure. Dexter continued to tease her, inside and outside. Each stroke and caress sending her higher till she was the brink of explosion.

"Dexter please." She cried out now, desperate. Anymore and she'll combust. Rubbing the most sensitive parts of her flesh, he paused.

In a guttural voice, he ordered. "Come."

It felt like every cell in her body had been waiting out for that specific command. The moment she heard it, her entire body convulsed, a broken cry splitting her lips. There was way in hell she was controlling this orgasm. It was too intense. It exploded her into tiny fragments that floated in the air, she was practically sobbing when it was all over, her body growing limp. Panting, he came up to her.

Her hands felt like water but she still wrapped it around him. Maya noted that he had gotten rid of his clothes and relished at the safety his hot skin brought to her. Tired as she was, Maya still found herself responding to his kisses. When he nudged her legs further apart to settle between them, Maya wanted to sob.

"You asked for this. You better be here to take it all." He whispered quietly as he fondled with her breasts, teasing the hard, erect nipples. He positioned himself before thrusting in. Very slowly, he filled her up, inch by inch. His body pressed against her, rendering her immobile but also filling her with heat. Sweat dripped from his body to hers and his grunts of pleasure sounded like music to her ears.

She ran her hands around his body and felt him shivering. He might not be in control as she thought he was. Trembling hands lifted her legs to wrap around his waist. Meeting her lips with a kiss, he began to move, pulling out completely before shoving back in. Every plunge into her aching depths, hit her cervix, causing her to see stars.

He pressed her deeply into the bed, moving faster as he thrust deeper into her. She clung to him, whispering his name like a lifeline, just as he groaned hers. Together, they shattered in each other arms and spent the rest of the night piecing themselves back together, finding themselves in each other arms, till one couldn't exist without the other.

By the time they both exhausted themselves, neither of them had any strength to pull away from each other. When he wrapped his hands around her to sleep, Maya didn't feel that aching distance she once felt. Only then did she close her eyes, allowing herself to fall into the sweetest, darkest sleep she has ever experienced.

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