Page 13 of Breathtaking

“Maddox...” I sit up so we’re face-to-face and pull my dress over my head. The white and blue silk falls to the floor, and I watch his chest shake from the strain of holding back as he gets his very first look at me without my clothes. Yay for my expensive lingerie addiction. Thank you, La Perla. “I can’t give you forever. But I can give you what no man has ever had. I can give you me. Please take it. I want it to be you.”

His face shifts as he tries to decipher my words before I watch delicious possessiveness wash over him when he finally understands their meaning.

“How?” he growls.

I flatten my palms under his old West End t-shirt and drag my nails over his abs. “If it couldn’t be you, I didn’t want it to be anyone else.”

“Fuck, Lennon. You can’t tell me that,” he rasps and grips my face in his hand.

My body shakes under his touch. So utterly desperate for him, I’m ready to explode when his fingers slide along the edge of my panties. He teases me over the silk as he trails warm, wet kisses down my neck.

A needy moan spills past my lips.

I need more.

“Your skin is so fucking soft,principessa.” His words... his voice... the feel of his hands on me, they’re all too much. Heat pools in my belly with frantic anticipation. “Eyes on me, Lennon. Watch me. Stay with me.”

I hadn’t even realized I closed my eyes, but my God, when I open them, the look in his does me in. He pushes his fingers under the silk of my panties and hisses when they slide along the bare lips of my pussy.

“So fucking wet. Tell me this is for me.”

I nod and whimper and tremble as his thumb slides around my clit without making direct contact.

My legs shake as he teases me. So close but not enough.

“Maddox...”

“Shh...” he coos and finally presses a finger inside me.

Stretching me. Playing me until my body clenches around him and practically purrs from the overwhelming intense sensation.

“Fucking drenched for me, Lennon.” He pushes me back against the couch and drapes my legs over his shoulders, and I don’t have time to hesitate. Don’t have time to overthink. I’m immediately overwhelmed with a million sparks coming to life as I curl my fingers in the dark hair curling at the back of his neck and moan, long and without a care as he presses his face against the expensive silk of my panties. His tongue licks a long line up along the silk, and chills break out over my heated skin.

“Maddox,” I plead and beg, no longer sure what I’m asking for.

Just knowing whatever it is, he’ll give it to me.

“I’ve got you.” He inhales me one last time, then pushes the silk aside and flattens his tongue.

Oh. My. God.

“Please, please, please,” I beg, knowing exactly what I want now. I rock my hips against his face, knowing I’m going to have beard burn tomorrow to remind me that tonight is real. This is real.He... is real. “Ineed... I need more.”

Maddox growls against my sex as he does it again.And again. Tasting me. Teasing me. Soothing the ache and creating a whole new one until I’m writhing under him. Unsure of anything other than I want more.

More time. More of this. More Maddox.

Just more.

The orgasm teases in the distance, building powerful and beautiful.

A storm just out of reach but threatening destruction.

“For years, I’ve dreamed of you. The taste of your cunt. The feel of your body. What you’d sound like the first time you come on my tongue. My cock. Gonna need you to come for me,picolla principessa. Give me what no one’s ever had.”

I tremble and moan and drag his face back to my throbbing clit.

“That’s my girl,” he growls, and that’s it.

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