Page 107 of Maddox

Her words fueled the already roaring fire. Could she have any idea how many nights I’d thought about the passion we’d shared? Could she know how lonely it had felt without having her near, even when giving me shit? She couldn’t understand she was the first woman to remind me that being alive was special.

The woman had become the air I’d breathed and without it, I’d simply existed.

She pursed her soft lips and reached for my belt. As we’d experienced before, the need was building, our longing to touch and taste overpowering everything else.

We struggled with each other, yanking clothes and pulling off shoes until we were finally able to press our naked bodies against one another. She was hot to the touch, but it was the waythe tips of her fingers caressed my skin that created a firestorm. The desire to be inside of her was overpowering.

Yet I needed to taste her. All of her. As soon as I dropped to my knees, she threw her head back and fisted my hair.

“What are you doing?” she mewed.

“I’m very thirsty.” I rolled my hand down her stomach, adoring the way she shivered to my touch. Just being able to spread her legs further apart while inhaling her sweet scent was pure euphoria.

I gripped her hips, jutting them forward. While she continued holding my hair, I flicked my tongue around her clit. Fuuuuck, she tasted so damn good. I was a greedy son of a bitch, pitching one leg over my shoulder so I’d have complete access. She was already wet and hot, her body still quivering as I dug my fingers into her soft skin.

“Oh, my God. You are just so…” She laughed softly as I swirled my tongue around her clit for a second time. When I sucked on the sensitive bud, she almost jumped out of her skin.

I glanced at her face. Her eyes were closed, her lips parted. She appeared almost angelic, but there was no doubt I was the devil.

With a husky growl, I dragged my tongue up and down her pussy several times. She undulated in my hold, taking gasping breaths. The taste of her was so sweet, honey and cherries. I couldn’t seem to get enough, finally burying my face into her wetness. Her pussy lips were already swollen from anticipation. When I slipped my tongue past her swollen folds into her tight channel, she let off a ragged squeal.

“Holy fuck.” She clung to my shoulder with her other hand, her body rocketing as I licked up and down. Using just two fingers, I slid them in beside my tongue, taking my time to feast.

She didn’t fight me, merely looking down and watching what I was doing. I could tell when I brought her close to the edge and backed off, elongating the moment. Soon, she was writhing in my hold, her soft pants and wicked purrs increasing in volume.

I drove two more fingers in, flexing all four open as I pumped her in orchestration with my tongue.

“Oh, fuck. I’m going to… You’re going to make me come.” Her whisper was strangled, her body convulsing. She gripped both shoulders, digging her fingernails into my skin. As a climax roared through her, she threw her head back, pushing her pelvis forward. I licked up every drop of cream, enjoying just being able to take the time.

Her body continued to shake as I licked up every drop. The taste was so much sweeter than I remembered. With her legs continuing to vibrate in my hands, I held her aloft, slowly brushing my lips from one side of her stomach to the other.

I gently pulled her down and rolled my hands up both sides. When she was on her knees, she opened her lovely eyes, staring at me intently. I could see the same kind of hunger in her shimmering irises as I felt in my entire system. This was right.

And she was right where she belonged.

As I brushed her hair behind her shoulders, a playful smile crossed her face. Issuing soft mews, she brushed a single hand down my chest, kneading every muscle. When she reached my cock, she slowly raked a nail down the underside before squeezing my balls in her fingers.

Not once did she take her eyes off me as she stroked the base, twisting her hand to create friction. My balls were tight, the anticipation of thrusting inside creating a ripple effect in my lungs, my heart, and my body. She had a magical touch, but it was the intensity of her actions that continued building the insane need.

With every pump of her hand, my mind spun out of control. Holding back wasn’t in my wheelhouse. I’d always been the kind of man to take everything I wanted. Yet tonight, this needed to last. This was the moment when there was no going back.

She knew it.

I knew it.

As soon as she crouched over, I fisted her hair, doing little more than holding her in place. She blew across the tip of my cock and my shaft throbbed even more than before. The second she darted her tongue across the slit, I almost forced her mouth to take every inch.

But I waited.

Enjoying the moment.

Savoring the way she taunted me as I’d done with her.

With everything on the line and nothing to lose, I just didn’t care about concerns or danger. That would come later.

As soon as she took the tip into her mouth, I slowly rolled my head to the side. Her tongue slathered both sides as she used her strong jaw muscles to suck. The vacuum created was as intense as the moment. I tangled my fingers in her hair, jutting my hips forward. She opened her mouth even wider, with no apprehension about taking every inch.

How long could I maintain control? That was the question. With a smile on my face, I allowed her to enjoy the moment, swirling her tongue as she continued sucking and stroking.

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