Page 94 of Maddox
His nostrils flare and he stands before placing me carefully on the bed and touching my cheek.
“You sure about this?” he asks.
I’ve never been surer of anything but I’m afraid to say the words and at my nod, he palms his dick through his jeans.
Eyeing the faded denim, my pulse pounds when I reach for the button where the ridge of his erection presses at the fabric. I struggle to free him only to pause when he grabs my hair, pulls my head back and says, “Take it out, princess. Nice and easy.”
Past proper speech, I nod and manage to get the jeans past his dick before I grasp his length and set it free.
When I wrap my fingers around him, he hisses through his teeth, his head falling back and I can’t help my smile as I slowly lick the tip.
I need him to feel what I did when he touched me. I want to know that I can make himburn.
“Suck it,” he groans, and I comply, wrapping my lips around the crown.
His salty skin warms my mouth as I roll my tongue around the underside before sucking heavily.
“Fuck,” he groans, threading his fingers through my hair.
Knowing that it’s me bringing him this pleasure heightens my own and while I suck him down, I scissor my legs, hoping to ease the ache between them.
Except he pulls back, and I whimper my disappointment, only to shiver when his lips pull into a wicked smirk and he says, “Sh.”
With a gentle push, I fall back to the bed, my gaze laser focused on his hand, pulling at his erection.
His arms flex under the movement and I watch his tattoos dance along his skin before he says, “Lay back, princess. Spread your legs.”
My core tingles at the husky rasp and opening my thighs, I let them fall to the bed.
“So, fucking pretty,” he groans, running his fingers through my folds.
“Maddox,” I cry, bucking into his hand.
When he lifts his fingers, I blush to find them stained with my need and he raises a brow before sucking his fingers clean.
“Oh,” I moan, and his devastating smirk sends tendrils of need cascading through my limbs.
Grabbing my thighs, he pulls me forward before dropping to his knees and I barely have time to process what’s about to happen before he covers my nether lips and licks between the folds.
After that it’s all sensations as his tongue explores every part of me before he dips inside.
When he groans, I arch against him, babbling nonsensically.
Pleasure builds inside of me with each wicked thrust until I’m writhing and panting on the bed.
As soon as I tip over the edge, he stands and while I convulse in pleasure, he slides inside.
We lock our eyes as he pushes deep, and I can’t contain my flinch when he pushes past the barrier.
“Okay?” he rasps, and I nod as he presses his fingers to my aching clit.
The gentle massage creates a new burn and soon, I twist my hips as pleasure builds inside me once again.
“So good,” he groans, and I gasp out a breath.
When he starts to pump slowly, the tingles rise again. I feel so full, and I cry as he twists his fingers around my throbbing button.
“Maddox!”
