"America. America look me in the eyes when you tell me it's over," Maxon urged her.
America looked up for a split second to see the flash of hurt in his eyes. She didn't want to break his heart but she couldn't help the pain in her heart. She was confused and undecidedly so, for what was she supposed to think when she had just caught Maxon and Celeste humping and grinding in the dim hallways. She was jealous and heartbroken, could she even be just slightly aroused..? Why, after all the chasing and begging, was Celeste the one to feel his hands moving up her waist, caressing her breasts and the stiffness bulging in between both of their legs. Maxon let out a sigh which made her look up at him in those soft blue eyes. Those eyes that held a longing and burning desire, she knew it, she could feel it. She might even reach up and touch his hard abdomen with her soft hand, feel each muscle as she moved her way down. Maxon let out a groan from deep in his throat as her hands really did move all the way down past his suited top and down to his bulging jeans. His swift strong hands picked her up and carried her over to her bed, tossing her and she bounced slightly against the bed as he settled himself on top of her, his one strong hand bringing her dress up past her knee.
She kicked up her leg to give him better access as he positioned himself between her legs. He had never been so close to a woman as to smell her the way America did now and by god did she ever smell good. He fingered the edge of her panties and waited to hear the aroused sigh escape her lips. How close could he get before his tongue would have to consume the wetness that was dripping from her. He couldn't give in to his lustfulness so easily and his fingers slid up and down her tight lips and bulging clit.
America's hands were gathered in Maxon's tight blond curls, the silky feel of them the only sense she could cling to as he teased the throb that was gathering in a knot inside her. She needed to feel his thick dick in her or she would simply explode.
"Please Maxon. God please stop teasing me," and with that she jumped herself onto him and ripped the buttons right off his shirt. Pulling the shirt off his bulging arms he started to kiss her neck with wet kisses trailing down her collar bone and clinging to a firm nipple. He felt the blood rush and heat swarm into his dick, a hot warm sensation that was ready to burst through his pants. She was sitting in his lap and the feeling of her hot pussy grinding against his erection was enough to make him burst right there.