Chapter 3: The morning after
Gaby opened her eyes and found her bed half empty. She knew max had gone shopping, so grabbed her phone.
As she swiped through her contacts, she found the footage of the two of them fucking from last night. She smiled, feeling a warmth spread across her face as she watched the video again. They looked so happy and in love. She couldn't wait to see him again and to feel his body against hers.
He paused, looking at Gaby with a pleased smile on his face, his eyes full of love and desire.
"I hope you don't mind me coming back," he said, setting the grocery bags down on the small desk. "I couldn't resist getting some things for us."
Gaby beamed, feeling warm and content. She loved seeing his excitement and enthusiasm for their relationship. It only made her feel more confident and secure in their bond.
Max picked up one of the bags and pulled out two bottles of wine, setting them down on the bed.
"I thought we could have a nice, romantic dinner tonight," he said, his eyes Twinkling with mischief.
Gaby felt her heart swell with affection, happy to be spending the evening with him. She closed her eyes and savored the moment, enjoying the warmth and security that wrapped itself around her heart.
As they enjoyed their dinner, Gaby couldn't help but notice how attentive and loving Max was. He seemed to be making a conscious effort to please her, making sure she had everything she needed.
It was a strange feeling, one that she wasn't used to. But it was a pleasant one, and Gaby found herself growing more and more attached to Max with each passing day.
As they ate, the conversation turned to the topic of their future together. Max spoke of the plans he had for them, of the places they would go and the adventures they would have. Gaby listened intently, her eyes wide with wonder. She had never imagined a life like this, a life filled with love and adventure.
After dinner, they retired to the bedroom.
Max lit candles and played soft music, creating an atmosphere of pure seduction. Gaby found herself getting wet just by looking at him. As Max began undressing her, he paid attention to every part of her body, kissing and touching her everywhere. Gaby couldn't help but moan and squirm under his expert touches.
Once they were both naked, Max positioned himself above Gaby, his erect cock pointing at her wet entrance. With slow deliberate movements, he lowered himself onto her, allowing his full length to penetrate her slowly.
Gaby gasped at the sensation of being completely filled by him, her muscles clenching and releasing around his shaft. Her breath came in short, sharp gasps as she felt Max move inside her, hitting all the right spots. His hips began to rock, finding a steady rhythm as his pace increased.
Max's eyes were closed, his brow furrowed in concentration as he tried to hold back the explosion that threatened to burst forth from deep within him.
Gaby matched his intensity, meeting him thrust for thrust, her hips bucking wildly against his.
She could feel the pressure building inside her, too, as Max's thick, meaty cock pounded into her tight, wet hole. The sensation was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before – it was primal, untamed, and utterly irresistible.
"Fuck, yes!" Max growled, his voice rough and demanding. He wanted to make Gaby scream his name, and she was going to give it to him.
Max pushed himself deeper, his hips pounding into her, relentless in his pursuit of her climax. Gaby could feel the pressure building inside her, her pussy clenching and rippling around his cock.
She threw her head back, her hair falling in sweat-soaked waves across her bare shoulders. Max's name was a low, husky moan on her lips, her breath catching in her throat.
"Yes! Yes!" Max groaned, his voice rough and urgent.