Page 91 of Maddox

When I finally freed his cock, I shuddered audibly. I’d touched him before, yet this felt different. Was it possible he was even larger? I bit my lip to keep from laughing again as I stroked him. There was something so erotic about the way he was peeling apart the dense material of my jeans, taking his time to roll them over my hips. They were tight, enough so he had to fight to lower them, lifting his head once to smile as I gasped.

The man was very much in control. He was giving me exactly what I’d asked for.

No, what I’d demanded.

A night I’d never forget.

When the jeans were on the floor, he slipped his hands to my hips, lifting me away from the tight confines. Now I stood in a tiny thong and nothing else. He pushed himself away, allowing his gaze to fall ever so slowly to the floor. The simple shake of his head created a deep throbbing between my legs.

I trembled once again when he rolled his hand between my legs, cupping my mound. I’d already soaked the thin panties, a testament to how much I’d been craving the man. He’d fueled something so deep within the beast inside me was running free, glowing from the crazed hunger.

“So wet. So fucking hot for me, baby. Aren’t you?” His voice was husky, full of the same lust. When he slipped his fingers under the lacy material, I gripped his shoulders with both hands. He didn’t seem to mind that I was clawing his skin, fearful my quivering legs would give way.

My pussy muscles clamped around the long digits as several moans escaped my lips. He pumped several times, flexing his fingers open at first before curling the tips.

I rose onto my tiptoes, lolling my head as pleasure ripped through me. “Oh, my God.”

“You like that. Huh?”

“Oh, yeah.”

With a deep chuckle, he pulled his fingers free. Was he really going to tease me? With his eyes hooded, he shoved his fingers into his mouth, sucking vigorously. Still gasping, I was shocked how derailed he’d already made me. Around him, I was practically frazzled.

“You’re so bad,” I managed.

He licked all four fingers while I watched, the guttural sounds keeping my pulse ticking. “You think so?”

“I know so.”

With another laugh, he spun me away from the wall, walking us back by a couple of steps before tossing me onto the end of the bed. The force was enough the headboard rocked against the wall.

He was constantly surprising me, releasing the predatory animal buried deep inside only when necessary. But I’d felt the monster eager to breach the surface several times.

Maddox dropped to his knees, using both hands to rip the thong down my legs, grinning as he pitched the thin lace over his shoulder. Why did this seem much more intimate than before? I didn’t resist as he lifted and bent my legs, gripping my knees and pressing them against the ugly comforter.

I cinched my eyes shut for a few seconds as he blew across my pussy, tickling me. The moment he swirled his tongue around my clit, I jerked up. “Fuuuuck.” My hiss was barely audible as he began his feast. His beard tickled me, the sensations even wilder.

The man was obviously famished, furiously eating me as if this was his last meal. I tossed my head from side to side, gasping for air to fill my compressed lungs. When he concentrated on my clit, I lifted my hips to meet his mouth. Tension coiled almost immediately, a knot forming in my stomach.

No man had ever licked me with such fervor before. I lolled my head, blinking rapidly as lights flashed in front of my eyes. He held my legs in position, licking and sucking. The sounds floated between us, perfectly matching the hard fluttering of my heart. When he issued a few husky growls, I bit my inner cheek to keep from screaming. The pleasure was intense, so much so I could barely control my actions.

The man was pushing me closer and closer to the edge. I’d never felt so open with anyone and I sensed he knew that, offering me the respite I so desperately needed without any reservations. He drove several fingers inside while he sucked on my clit, tormenting every inch of my body.

My toes were pointed, my back arched and there was no chance of regaining normal breathing.

I tried to watch him, enjoying the way his lips moved as he licked me furiously, but the haze was too extreme. With a sharp cry, the extreme tension finally snapped and I erupted, filling his mouth.

My fingers wrapped around the comforter, jerking and pulling, the sharp cry I issued blending with his deep growls. And he refused to stop, dragging the roughest part of his tongue up and down my swollen folds. The man was savoring every drop as I drifted into molten lava.

Holy shit, I was so sensitive, half laughing and half moaning as he buried his tongue inside. The rapture was crazy, so intense I lost all aspects of vision for several seconds. When I finally came down from nirvana, he wiped his mouth on the inside of my thigh.

“Please just… fuck me. I need you inside now.” I was lightheaded and slapped my hand across my face.

“You sure about that?”

“Don’t fucking tease me.” I rose onto my elbows, reaching out until I managed to grab the edge of his jeans.

He seemed surprised, his grin more boyish than before. The need was becoming unbearable, so much so I just knew my skin was on fire. My pussy refused to stop throbbing, especially when he pushed back. The break in my hold produced a slight snarl, which he laughed at hearing.

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