Page 92 of Maddox

Still foggy, I did my best to concentrate on the glorious sight in front of me when he finally pulled down his cargo pants.

The sight of his thick cock alone made my mouth water, but when he exposed the rest of him, I realized I hadn’t basked enough in just how marvelous his physique truly was. He was a god built for sin and domination. The thought brought another smile to my face even as he looked at me as if prepared to ravage me in an entirely different way.

I lowered my legs, keeping them open to tease him the same way he’d done to me.

When I dared beckon him with a single finger, he shook his head. “You don’t know me very well. Do you, Charmaine?”

“You know, my friends call me Char.”

He ambled closer, pressing his fisted hands on the comforter beside me as he leaned over. “I think I’ll just call you my little minx.”

“Maybe I don’t know you at all.”

“Maybe, because if you did, you’d know by now I don’t follow rules very well and I’m the one who gives commands.”

“Oh, yeah?”

He chuckled darkly. “Oh. Yeah.” The two words were drawn out, a slight exhale at the end.

I’d be damned if the man didn’t lift my legs up and against his shoulders, pulling my butt off the bed. My impatience increased as he leaned over, positioning the tip of his cock at my entrance.

A scream bubbled to the surface as he thrust the entire length inside of me, filling me utterly and completely. The man fit perfectly, as if he was chiseled from the finest stone for me andme alone. While the thought was ridiculous, I allowed the sweet idea to remain in the forefront of my mind.

My muscles stretched even more and the way his shaft throbbed echoed in my ears. When he pulled out, I sucked in my breath until he captured my mouth. He kissed me slowly and deeply as he plunged in once again. The pleasure was insane, vibrant stars floating across my eyes.

I moaned into the kiss with every savage thrust. Just feeling the heat between us was incredible. By the time he thrust several more times, my fingers were digging into his sculpted shoulders. I could marvel at his physique for days.

As soon as he broke the kiss, we both panted. Even in the strange, dull light of the room, his eyes flickered as if backlit by strands of shimmering gold. Pushing up, he rubbed his fingertips across my face while I rubbed my hands down his back. Just being able to squeeze his buttocks brought tingling sensations.

With the sly grin widening, he fondled my breast, nipping it once with his lips before positioning himself on both palms.

I was totally captured by the man, no longer in control of any aspect. The rhythm intensified as he plunged deeper and harder. A part of me was certain I would break from the pleasure. I had a feeling his huge cock was going to split me in two.

The pressure was building, even stronger than before. His actions remained savage, pushing me closer to the sweet release of ecstasy. All the while, he studied me, the edges of his lips curling.

“You ready to come for me, little minx?”

“Don’t stop. Just… Not yet.” I licked my lips, tasting him all over again. His masculine scent lingered, mixing with the fragrance of our desire. The entire moment was intoxicating. How could any act of sex feel so good?

Every thrust was more brutal than the one before and I loved it. This was everything I’d ever wanted, every wild fantasy mixed into one. He fulfilled my request, fucking me long and hard until we were both exhausted. Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, but a smile remained on his chiseled face.

Panting, I knew I couldn’t take the pressure any longer. Sensing I was close, he pulled my legs down, positioning them as he’d done when feasting. His actions picked up in speed, the hard pounding all I could concentrate on as the bed jarred from the force used.

His entire face remained clenched as I pivoted toward the powerful climax. He captured my scream with his mouth, holding me tightly as my body escaped to pure ecstasy.

The plateau held me hostage until the beautiful wave subsided several seconds later. I was breathless, incapable of moving. When I sensed he was closer, I dug my fingers into his rock-hard buttocks and squeezed my pussy muscles.

Every sound he made was laced with the same dangerous aura he’d had from the minute I’d met him. As he filled me with his seed, there was such an amazing moment of satisfaction in fulfilling his need.

He remained aloft, never blinking. His cock continued to throb, his chest heaving. When I tried to roll over, he pulled my arms over my head. “I didn’t say I was done with you. Not yet.”

We remained locked together for some time. We were nothing but strangers from two different worlds. In any other situation, it was unlikely we would have connected, but here at this moment and surrounded by danger, we were perfect for each other.

Maybe there were those who would suggest we were being reckless, the closeness only increasing the danger, but I’d never felt safer in my entire life.

Even if a strange sense of foreboding tied a knot deep in my throat. This wasn’t over. Not by a long shot.

As I felt him growing hard again, I took a deep breath. My rugged protector was making good on his promise. He was prepared to take me again.

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