Page 74 of Maddox
Those deep dark eyes burn my soul as he says, “I want to taste you, princess.”
When I nod rapidly, past proper speech he chuckles, the deep rasp cascading across my skin. Meanwhile, heat floods my limbs as he drops between my legs with a wicked pump of his hips, his obvious erection teasing my nerve endings.
Then he backs away, I groan until he nips my bottom lip and says, “Sh.”
My breath hitches when he reaches for the button of my jeans, and I raise my hips before shoving the pants to the floor.
Ignoring his amused stare, I silently sigh as he drops to his knees before me and presses my legs to the bed.
“So pretty,” he husks, sliding his fingers beneath the edge of my panties.
My skin tingles under the warm caress and I pump my hips into the air, demanding more when he asks, “What do you need, princess?”
I need you.
With a shiver, I recall the last time he asked me this.
Although similar words bubble on my tongue, I don’t want to ruin something that’s building so beautifully between us and finally, I whisper, “This.”
Those wicked lips form a sexy as fuck smirk and he runs his nose over the fabric of my panties before pressing them to the side.
Sucking in a breath, I keen softly when his tongue caresses between my folds.
Up, down, and around he flicks devilishly while I writhe below him before arching into his mouth.
Tingles cascade through me on wings of fire and I shudder when he says, before pressing his tongue against my clit, “Greedy little pussy.”
“Yes,” I moan, while he plays with my clit, swirling it around his tongue before sucking it between his lips.
Helpless to the onslaught, I can only feel as everything builds in beautiful waves and when he presses two fingers inside of me and curls them up, I explode in a delicious haze.
My whimpers fill the silent room and when I finally collapse back to the mattress, Maddox looks up, those molten dark eyes searing mine.
He licks his lip, and I shiver when he stands and massages his dick through his jeans.
My veins heat at the sight but when I glance over his shoulder, I pause.
As though mocking me, I study the life size drawing of the Shadow Saints patch that I assume Draven drew hanging on Maddox’s wall.
Just last night, this virile biker had a woman in his bed and whether he wanted her there or not, it’s a reminder of who I am to him.
I already know that what I feel for Maddox is so much more thrilling than I ever had with Micah.
If I do this, will I lose myself to someone who can never truly be mine?
Although my body hates me for it, I cover my eyes as he reaches for his belt and mumble, “I’ve never done this before.”
The silence that greets me is deafening and when I can take it no more, I peek between my fingers to find him staring at me with wide eyes.
My cheeks sting when they narrow and he backs away so quickly, the air practically whooshes between us.
You’d think I just confessed to having a venereal disease…
Although he’s been nothing but hot and cold since we met, I’m still thoroughly humiliated.
Why the hell did I confess to being a virgin?
I could’ve just said no.
