Page 80 of Breathtaking

The whispered words—hot and filthy little promises only I could hear.

“You don’t play nice, Maddox. You’ve had me on edge all day,” I breathe out before turning my face toward his fingers and sucking his thumb into my mouth.

Maddox sucks in a breath before he rips his hands away, and his lips capture mine.

Calloused palms slide down the short white silk dress I changed into before we left his uncle’s. He drags the hem up to my hips before cupping my ass and lifting me in the air. He walks us back to the cream leather sofa and sits us down with me on his lap.

“Maddox...” I moan, desperate for more as he unties the bow at the back of my neck, and the most delicious sound rips from his lips at the sight of my bare breasts.

I run my fingers through his thick, dark hair and sigh as one hand slides up my bare back, resting between my shoulder blades and pulling me to him. I arch, and my breath gets caught in my throat as his tongue licks around my nipple and his teeth graze my skin.

“I’ve been hard all day, thinking about what it was going to be like fucking my wife,” he groans, and it’s so goddamned good. “You were supposed to be laid out on a bed, Lennon.”

“I will be... later,” I gasp as his hands glide up my thighs, and thick fingers trace my sex through the sheer lace covering it.

He draws his head back and stares deep into my eyes, like he can see my soul. My love. Like it’s all right there, laid out for him to see. And maybe it is. I’m not sure I’ve ever been able to keep anything from him.

Maddox drags his hot tongue down my neck, and I drop my head back, while his other hand finally slips under my thong and skims the lips of my pussy. “You want me to fuck you now, wife?”

“I want you to fuck me all night.” I try to sound strong as the words fall from my lips, but my God, it’s hard when my body is already shaking with anticipation.

His tongue traces my lips, swallowing my command willingly. And when his tongue touches mine, the flickering flame that has danced all day strengthens, threatening to burn us to the ground.

Maddox drags his finger through my soaked sex, then drags it up around my clit and pushes down. “Do you want to come on my cock or my mouth, Lennon?”

“Both,” I pout, and a wickedly gorgeous smile spreads across his lips. His mouth wraps around my sensitive nipple. Sucking and tugging and driving me insane as his fingers slide inside my pussy, teasing that hidden spot I could never find on my own as he circles my clit.

My orgasm crashes over me like a wildfire I could never escape and yet never want to end as Maddox swallows my screams with a scorching kiss, never slowing or stopping, knowing exactly what I need for one orgasm to roll into two. Until my body is hot and heavy and spent.

But not ready for this to end.

When I can finally lift my head, I trail my lips down his neck and my hands down his shirt, popping open one button at a time. Each flying across the cabin. Desperate to feel his skin on mine.

“My turn,” I whisper and unbuckle his belt.

His eyes heat as he grabs my hands. “Baby, I need to be inside you now. You can have your turn later.”

“Just a little taste.” I stand and tilt my head, pouting, and Maddox reaches for me. I back up a small step, then tug his waistband with both hands and pull at his slacks and boxers until he lifts his hips, and I’m able to pull them down his thick thighs, tossing them aside. “Please...” I let my dress fall to the floor, then shimmy out of my thong and kick the small scrap of white lace aside.

His hands are on my hips in an instant.

Lifting me back onto his lap.

“The first time I come inside my wife, it’s going to be in your tight little cunt,principessa. You can suck my cock later.”

I’m not sure why those words turn me on the way they do, but my God, they really do.

My knees dig into the soft leather on either side of his hips as he slides his hands to my ass and squeezes.

“That’s it, baby.”

I lower myself onto his cock and drop my forehead to his as my body stretches around him. “Maddox...”

“You were made for me, Lennon...” His tongue licks into my mouth. “Just for me.”

I slowly inch up just enough to drop back down again, refusing to give up any contact. Needing to feel his skin against mine. His breath on me.

Maddox slides one hand into my hair, anchoring me to him, and tugs.

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