Page 73 of One Eye Open (The BlackWater)

They burst into the house with Cole slamming the door shut behind them as Maddie ripped his shirt off.

Something about it, the intensity, the drama of the last few days and the fact that they’d both almost died made everything feel so much more heightened.

Fuck everything that had happened, she thought, fuck Jennifer, fuck her dad, fuck the Omega Project, fuck all of it because right now what she wanted, what she needed was him, Cole, to be fucking her, claiming her, pounding into her already.

Within seconds they were half naked, in the hallway, practically devouring each other. Every touch, every second of his body hard against hers was making her heart race more and more and her skin felt aflame, on fire, burning with a need for him.

She wrapped her legs around him as he fell onto the stairs with her on top. His hands dug into her skin, clutching her arse, clutching at her waist, her breasts, and she let out a moan.

“Fuck me Cole.” She gasped into his ear.

“With pleasure.” He stated ripping her knickers off and ramming into her so hard she it felt like her eyes rolled right back into her head.

She cried out, feeling how much he wanted her, feel how fucking incredible he his dick felt too. He ran his mouth across her skin, nibbling at her neck, biting into her skin.

“You’re so wet.” He groaned. “So fucking perfect.”

She grinned before grabbing his face and kissing him.

She gyrated her hips, riding him, taking control just like last time and he watched her as if entranced, running his hands down her body, admiring every inch of her as his thrusts grew deeper, harder, more ferocious.

She shut her eyes, writhing against him, slamming her body against his. He ran his hand down her front, stopping at her clit and began rubbing it in rhythm with her movements.

“Cole.” She gasped, grabbing his shoulders, holding her body against his. He rolled her over, slamming her against the hardness of the stairs but she didn’t notice, she didn’t care, she needed him, wanted him, and that was all that mattered in that moment.

“Fuck me.” She cried and he pounded into her, his chest hard against her back. He circled her clit again, over and over, sending wave after wave of pleasure through her and she felt her body responding instantly to his touch.

She gasped, her toes curling, her body shuddering with every second he teased her.

She moaned loudly, pushing back into him and as if it was some kind of signal he started drilling into her harder. His body slapping against hers.

“Cum for me Maddie.” He said and she moaned again.

“I’m so close. I’m so…” She gasped before letting it out and screaming as her body jerked beneath his and he thrust harder, gripping her so tightly she knew she would bruise before he finally came, collapsing on top of her.

“Fuck.” She gasped, still laying there, still crushed beneath him, sprawled across the stairs and feeling the sweat of them both. She shifted to face him, seeing his dark eyes watching her.

“Maybe I should save your life more often if that’s the reward I get.” She said and he laughed before getting off her.

He picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder and she cried out, throwing her arms out against his back.

“What are you doing?” She said.

“You want a reward Maddie.” He said climbing the stairs. “I’ll give you a reward.”

He carried her into the bedroom and threw her onto the bed. She landed with a thump but sprung up immediately ready for whatever he was about to do next. If she wasn’t wet already she’d be soaking by now, she thought as she watched him disappear into the play room.

She unclipped her bra, wanting it off, wanting to be actually naked and waited, like the good obedient plaything she always was for him.

He came back with what looked like just some silk ties in his hands and she frowned.

“Lie on your back.” He ordered and she bit her lip doing as she was told.

He grabbed her wrists, tying them above her head onto the headboard and then slowly, gently began kissing her, starting from her neck, behind her ear and working his way down her, sending goosebumps across her entire body.

“Cole.” She gasped. He hadn’t been gentle with her, this gentle with her in a long time. Not that she’d minded, she liked arsehole Cole, domineering Cole, possessive Cole. She wasn’t complaining, but right now, right this second the contrast against how they’d been only minutes before was sending her right over the edge again.

His fingers traced across her skin, his lips caressed every inch of her as she gasped, shutting her eyes, focusing on what his mouth was doing to her. His lips found her nipple, his tongue gently flicking it as it hardened while his hands massaged her breasts.

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