Page 81 of Breakaway Goal

I delve into her wetness, drinking up the sweetness of her arousal. Her legs clench around my ears as my lips drag against her slickness. I plunge my tongue into her, so greedy for her juices that I don’t want a single fucking drop to go to waste.

I slant the flat of my tongue over her taut clit, and her body undulates with spasms of pleasure. I fucking love the physical feedback from her body that lets me know I’m making her feel good. The audible feedback is pretty damn nice, too, as her moans and gasps floating in the air are the most beautiful music I’ve ever heard.

Her taste is unreal. So damn sweet. So perfect. Better than I could have possibly imagined. Every moment is pure bliss when her juices are coated around my mouth, when her flavor is dancing on my tongue. There’s not a single fucking chance I’d ever get tired of it, even if I tasted it every day for the rest of my life.

“I’m close,” she moans.

My tongue swirls around her clit, slanting and sliding over the tight bundle, urging her climax on as I can feel her tensing around me.

Her hands plunge into my hair and grab thick, tight handfuls, and I know she’s unraveling.

She rides out her orgasm, bucking her hips into my face. Raw pride beats in my chest as Maddie’s climax makes her body thrash in ecstasy while I’m still nestled between her legs.

Her release covers the bottom of my face in her juices, and I lap it all up and only wish for even more.

When I can feel her coming down, I crawl back up to drop a kiss onto her lips, searing her with the juices of her own release.

“Rhys,” she says, pulling back from the kiss.

“Mhm?” I hum, looking down at her sated face.

“Tonight, I …”

Anticipation flutters through me. “Yeah?”

“I want to do it. Tonight.”

Electricity races from the base of my spine and spreads through my chest. My heartbeat thunders up and down the length of my erection, the tip of my cock buzzing.

“Are you sure?” I ask. I need her to be positive.

She nods, a smile playing on her lips. “Yeah.”

She reaches to the drawer between her and Jasmine’s beds and pulls it open, retrieving one of the condoms I saw her buying all those months ago.

We both laugh as we look at it, the same memory flashing in our minds. Fuck, it feels like an eternity since then. So much has happened. So many things I never imaginedwouldhappen.

I get rid of my boxers and prop myself on my knees. My cock is throbbing, so hard that it aches, bouncing up and down in the air to the rhythm of my heartbeat that’s so heavy I can hear my blood roaring in my ears.

I tear open the condom and roll it down my length.

A big part of me has wanted to put off this moment for as long as possible, because I’m not sure what comes after it. But those ripples of worry are smoothed over as I look down at Maddie. It’s time.

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MADDIE

Rhys’s body covers mine, his cock resting just at the precipice. I can feel his erection pulsing in the air, the tip grazing against my slit, sending sparks of anticipation spearing through me.

My pulse is a runaway gallop as anticipation winds me tight. I’m about to lose my virginity. To Rhys.

After all the lines we’ve crossed, it might be ridiculous to worry about stepping over another one. But this particular line is a big one, and it’s drawn in bright, startling red.

And yet, there’s no twinge of doubt in my chest. No sense of hesitation whispering in my ear.

This feels right.

It feels like this is exactly what my first time should be.

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