Chapter 87 Chapter 86

Chapter 87 Chapter 86
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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Maya woke up to the harsh sunlight streaming into the room. Blinking slowly, she adjusted herself, trying to get back to sleep. Noticing the arm wrapped around her stomach and the bare chest behind her back, a smile hit her lips. Last night... Her body warmed at the thought. She opened her eyes again after a while and this time, they settled on the hourglass at the far end of the room. Very slowly, her eyes widened. They've overslept! Alarmed, she turned around to wake Dexter up but the latter just pulled her closer, snuggling deeper to sleep.

"Come on, Dexter! We overslept! It's almost noon!" She groaned as she pushed up his chin. He murmured something about not getting out of bed early today but didn't open his eyes. She tried to move away from him but froze, noting that every part of her body ached. She bit back a groan but it still escaped her lips as she collapsed on the bed, staring at Dexter's face.

He eventually opened his eyes and glanced down at her, and she watched as they lighted up. "Good morning." He murmured, his voice gruff. She wanted to frown but her lips broke into a smile instead.

"Good morning." She murmured, averting her eyes. He started to run his free hand through her hair, resting it on her cheeks.

"How do you feel?" He asked as he played with the tendrils that stuck to her face.

"Sore." She replied, finally noting how hoarse her voice had gotten. No thanks to all that moaning. Her cheeks heated up at the thought and she bit her lips.

"Sorry about that." He muttered, but his eyes were twinkling. Pulling her even closer, he smiled, revealing his dimple. Maya stared at him, awestruck before smiling back at him, unable to help herself. He continued to run his hands through her hair, gently caressing it. "You look beautiful today." He began. "You've always been beautiful, you just look different today."

"Thanks. It's because I'm covered in your love bites." She replied, her voice laced with sarcasm.

His eyes finally trailed down at her words and they widened. "I did that?!" He sounded surprised, as he touched the reddened areas on her neck. "Well, you covered me in scratches." He countered gently.

It was Maya's turn to chuckle. She turned away from him, looking up at the ceiling. "We already overslept. Aren't you planning on getting out of bed soon?"

"Of course I am. Come on, let's get you cleaned up." Wrapping the sheet around her body, Dexter made to sit. He bellowed for the guards and they rushed into the chambers. Ordering for them to call on the maids, he watched as they rushed out.

Gingerly, Maya sat up on the bed, gently caressing her body. It was covered in hickeys alright, the memories of last night still fresh in her mind. She couldn't believe she had been so brazen. Dexter had already stepped out of the bed, picking up his cloak and the rest of their discarded clothes.

The maids soon arrived with buckets of hot water and after changing the sheets and airing out the chambers, he ordered them to leave. When she looked at him in confusion, he muttered. "I'll be bathing you today."

She blushed and let him carry her into the tub where he began to wash her, gently massaging her sore muscles in the process. Of all times she likes to spend with Dexter, this has to be her favorite. He carefully tended to her and by the time he was done with washing, she was already feeling drowsy, her eyelids drooping. He helped her out of the bath, combing out her hair and feeding her the meal that was brought in.

"That's more like it," Maya muttered contently as she ate. He smiled at her. "Took you long enough."

"Hey..!"

"What about you?" she asked when she saw him wrap his robe around his body.