Sweet Surrender Maya Banks Novels & Stories

“You really think Cole Ryder’s going to settle down with a girl like you?” And there it is. The real target. Fear instantly twists in my chest despite myself. Because Savannah’s words hit directly where I’m weakest. She notices immediately too. Predator. “He’s a playboy Maya,” she says softly. “You’re just the current obsession.” My stomach drops slightly. I hate that part of me believes that could be true. I hate it even more because she sees it on my face. Savannah smiles slowly. “There it is.” Before I can answer—

"We are going to train this beautiful ass every single day until you can take me whenever, however, and as deep as I want. You belong to me completely now." Maya smiled weakly, her body still buzzing with powerful aftershocks and the deep, satisfying knowledge that she had given him something so intimate and forbidden. Outside the window, the lake sparkled innocently under the bright afternoon sun, completely unaware of the intense surrender happening inside the quiet guest room. Inside, Maya’s complete surrender to her commanding father-in-law was becoming more total and addictive with every passing hour.

Then she went back down and sucked it again. Her pace picked up, and then he could feel her walls beginning to clinch against him. She cried out with the dummies cock in her mouth. He felt himself shoot out of him into her. She slumped over with her head resting on the leg of the dummy. Maverick’s cock still buried deep in her. When she came back to herself, she moved off of him. When she untied his hands, she found herself on her back as he was on top of her as he rooted for her hard nipple.

Laughter spilled from my mouth involuntarily as I attempted to escape his hold. "Stop, stop, I surrender, mercy" I squeezed out between breaths, my body relaxing as he finally stopped his attack. Moving myself so I was now sitting, I lay back against his chest catching my breath. "Have I ever told you I love you, Mrs Hill?" Smiling, I gave him a knowing look.

She swept it off in a swift and turned, walking away from Mike. Mike stepped into Sarah’s room, darting directly at Santha’s back against the bright sunny window. The low thud caught her attention and she turned around. There, she is, on her own throne, on top of her own world. Her short, tomboyish hair framed her face gently as her eyes remained hooded with a deadpan face, as usual. “She is ready for you. Isn’t she beautiful today?” a smile twitched across the ever-hopeful old mother's face.

I would've rather taken our fights over the absolute absence. Every day I woke up, I silently prayed the day would be the day he came for me. "Hi happy pregnant lady, how is your documentary going? Can I see?" Maya's chappy voice echoed in the silence, bringing me from my thoughts. Maya, by the way, had been a huge sponsor of my documentary, I owed her a time view at least. Unwillingly, I pivoted the laptop to her, pressing the play button.

Maya pleaded quietly, the words escaping in gasps, "Fuck me," Maya begged breathlessly. "Please-" It was then Maya felt herself slip from consciousness. Her entire focus was on the pleasure coursing through her body and the intense pressure of his heavy cock driving into her. "Shit, fuck, shit!" She heard him swear, his hands tightening around her neck, She could feel herself coming closer. She was almost gone. His pace picked up, his thrusts harder and faster. Maya closed her eyes, and in the last seconds before she completely lost control, she let out a guttural moan, slumping lazily on top of the desk.

I'm giggling and head straight to the massage table. The massage was relaxing, all the tensions were gone, Amy, the therapist overheard when I hung up on James. And she teased me to get the full-body wax treatment. "You know what Amy, I'll be brave and you can prepare that for me before I change my mind." ****** "God! I can't believe I finally get you to my self. This last couple of days has been a disaster." He hugged me and twirled me while kissing my neck.

I replied politely but distantly. Cassandra lamented on the phone, "Oh, Jamie. I know Matthew isn't lucky enough to be with a wonderful woman like you. But... But I just want to see you and say a few words to you in person. Otherwise, it'll weigh on my chest. I'm afraid… I'm afraid I won't be able to get over it." Her voice trembled with emotion as she spoke. I gripped the phone and stayed silent. She had also done this in my previous life. Every time Matthew wanted something from me, she would conveniently fall ill, feel something weighing on her chest, or feel like she was dying. Time and time again, I became soft-hearted and gave in.

“Please, fuck me, Zion.” She’d read so many words of love and begging for sex in her books, never expecting to use them herself. Zion had made it all possible. Maya was so grateful to him for buying her. The very thought of why she was grateful made her want to laugh. No woman should be grateful for being bought. “As my lady wishes.” He took her lips before drawing out of her body. She whimpered, not wanting him to leave her at all. “Trust me, baby. I’m going to make you scream before the end.”