Page 49 of New in Town

She throws her head back in satisfaction from the feeling of his dick inside her—stretching her, consuming her. He buries himself in her and she gasps from the pleasure. “Yes,” she breathes. “This, finally.”

“Maddie, fuck, you’re perfect,” he groans between thrusts. He’s moving faster now, slamming into her while keeping her hips pinned in place. Just as she asked, he’s keeping her right where he wants her.

The sensation of Grey filling her is deliciously overwhelming. She grips fistfuls of the sheets as her body rocks with each thrust. This moment is everything and more. She’s at his mercy and she’s never felt so eager to be so.

Maddie locks onto the icy fire of his blue eyes as he pounds into her at an excruciatingly perfect pace. She reaches for him, and Grey obeys. He leans forward, her hands meeting his chest. Taking one hand off her hips, he grabs hold of her neck, his fingers wrapping around her.

The feel of him in control this way is too much. She’s losing it, his hand her new favorite necklace. “Grey, oh my god.” On the edge, Maddie sobs his name repeatedly.

Spurred on by her reaction, he thrusts rapidly into her, bringing his mouth to devour hers. Her vision blurs from the pleasure until she’s spilling over, release coming like a tidal wave. She digs her nails into his back, holding on tight as her orgasm has him pumping fiercely into her, his own release chasing hers.

He brings a knee up onto the bed, moving to rest beside her. He brushes a kiss to her forehead, his eyes soft as he gazes at her. She sighs happily, her body relaxing into the bed. Fear about how right this feels nags at the back of her brain, and she reminds herself that she’s not thinking about any of this tonight. Tonight is about giving into her need to be with Grey.

“I can’t believe we could have been doing that this whole time,” she says, blanching when she realizes she said it aloud.

He laughs softly and rests his forehead against hers. “You were worth the wait,” he whispers.

Her heart stutters at his gentle words, and she lifts her hands to cup his face. “Stay with me tonight?”

Shifting, he pulls her in against his strong chest. “There’s nowhere else I’d rather be,” he murmurs into her hair. Nestling in tighter, her eyes drift closed. There’s nowhere she’d rather be than his arms, ever. But she’s not ready to admit that yet.

23

GREY

Grey awakens to the smell of wildflowers and the feel of warm sunlight on his skin. He cracks open his eyes and delights in the sight before him. Maddie is fast asleep in his arms—her back flush against his chest and her hair, the source of the flowery scent, cascading between them. He presses a kiss to the crown of her head and tightens his embrace around her.

They’re still nude from the night before and she’s even more gorgeous now that he can see her in the light of day. As he’s admiring the fine curves of her body and full rounded breasts, she stirs. She turns onto her back to look up at him, a serene smile on her face.

“Good morning, sweetheart,” he murmurs.

“Good morn—” she starts, before a yawn replaces her words.

He absently twirls a tendril of her hair around his finger, knowing he could easily spend all day in bed with a sleepy, sated Maddie. Especially when her gratified smiles are due to how she called out his name last night, soaking with pleasure.

His pulse soars as he recalls how she moaned his name and clutched him. He’s pretty confident that if he looks in the mirror, there will be nail marks trailing down his back. He needs to be the one that does this for her, the only name on her lips. He doesn’t want the rules or the planned breakup. She should be his in all the real ways.

“Of all the weekends you agreed to work,” he grumbles. “How long until you have to be there?”

“Too soon.” She turns over and curls tighter against him. She presses a kiss to his chest, her hand working its way down his torso.

“You don’t have time for that,” he tells her when her fingers close around his cock. She ignores him, her hand sliding up and down on his shaft. Her lips trailing down the same path her hand just took.

When her tongue licks along his length, he lets out a satisfied groan. If she thinks she has time for this, who is he to argue? He reaches down and buries his fingers in her hair as she closes her lips around him.

The only thing better than being deep throated by Maddie, is hearing her moan as she chokes on his dick. “Fuck, Maddie, you take me like you’re so fucking greedy for my cock.” He guides her by the fist in her hair, his other hand clutching the bedding. He’s never felt like this, consumed by his need for her.

Nearing his climax, he rocks his hips eagerly. And when she palms his balls, he reaches his release. She takes it enthusiastically, a smile curling around his cock. “That’s it, baby. That’s it, swallow every last drop.”

She brings her mouth to his head, her tongue licking up any remaining cum.God, she’s acting like she’s never had anything better; he thinks in his post-climax haze. He can’t take his eyes off her, face flushed from effort. “You’re perfect, Maddie.”

“I like you like this,” she replies, moving back up his body.

“Like what?”

“Bossy, taking what you want from me. You don’t want for anything outside of the bedroom, always giving. I like being where you take from.”

Saying he’s speechless would be an understatement. His body flushes with primal need to claim her. The way she sees him and wants to give, he longs to make sure she is his forever.

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