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“Like it?” Maddox asked, sitting on the daybed, legs wide as he set the black bag between them. He put both hands on the mattress and leaned back.
“I love it. I can’t tell what I like more, this, the Dragon’s Den, or your bedroom.”
“Clearly, my bedroom.”
“Clearly,” I said, standing between his legs and cupping his face in my hands. It was one of the rare times I could look down and still be looking into those crystal-clear blue eyes of his.
“You’re beautiful. So fucking beautiful,” he said. He gripped my ass and squeezed, smiling up at me with a grin that belonged to a hungry tiger sizing up its defenseless prey. A ray of sunlight dripped down from the trees, casting a mosaic of shadow and light on his already stunning face.
“You’re the beautiful one. And the hot one. And the hunky one. And the hung one.”
“You’re all of those things and more,” Maddox said. “Trust me.”
I rubbed the soft blue scales on his forehead before my attention shifted to the scar in his eyebrow. “Where did you get this?” I asked, touching it. “Was it some bad-ass ice fight? It makes you even hotter than you already are.”
Maddox chuckled and shook his head, his eyes never leaving mine. “I got it from falling off a bike and hitting my head on the floor when I was sixteen. Not exactly the ice-wielding fight you were picturing. It’s why I never ride bikes anymore. Scared the shit out of me and my mom. Oh man, she went paper-pale when she saw how much blood was pouring out of my head. She took me straight to the hospital, where they gave me twenty stitches and a bunch of pain meds.”
“Yeah, maybe stick to a cover story about being in a big gang fight or something,” I said, teasing him a bit.
“Perfect. I’ll run with that, then.”
“Well, the scar looks good on you.”
He bit his lower lip. “Thank you.” He let go of my ass, rubbing my legs instead. I felt myself getting harder and harder as he massaged my thighs. “You know what would look good on you?”
I shook my head. Before I could say anything else, Maddox grabbed my legs and stood, flipping me around so that I was the one sitting on the daybed now, his huge form encasing me. “Me,” he said before devouring my lips in a passionate kiss. I slipped my hands under the back of his shirt, feeling the soft dusting of hair just above the waistline of his jeans. I rubbed his muscular lower back, tasting him as our tongues danced. I started to grind against him. The lust inside me rose to uncontrollable levels. All I could think about was: Maddox, cock, thick, inside, now.
I started to unbutton his pants, wanting to feel him throb in my hands. I didn’t break from the kiss as I pulled his pants off, dropping them down to his ankles. He kicked them off. I palmed his big dick through his gray briefs, dark spots having appeared where he already leaked through. I broke from the kiss and leaned back so I could fully admire him. His briefs couldn’t even contain him, the head of his cock sticking out the side, already dripping clear precum onto his juicy thigh.
“Fuuuck,” I hissed before leaning in, licking him clean. I kissed the head of his cock, then up his shaft, pulling back his underwear until his entire dick was free. My lips wrapped around the head, his fingers threading through my hair and spurring me on. I swallowed more of him, encouraged by the groans.
“You’re even more beautiful with my cock in your mouth. Fuck. Suck it, that’s it, take it all the way down your throat.”
I looked up at him as I stuffed a hand down my pants and started jerking myself off, Maddox beginning to throat-fuck me. He had both hands on my hand, pulling me down, pulling me back, down then back, down then back, his cock hitting the back of my throat every time. Saliva dripped from my lips, down his balls, I kept going. It felt so natural, having this man controlling me like this, his cock stretching my jaw and leaking down the back of my throat. I gripped his firm ass and held him against me as I buried my nose in his pubes.
Fuck, I could have stayed there forever.
Unfortunately, I had to breathe. I pulled off him with a gasp for air, a string of saliva still connecting me to his slick, wet cock.
Maddox leaned in, eyes lit with the flames of his desire. “Goddamn, baby, look at you. Let me taste my dick on your lips.”
He kissed me, a hand on my throat now.
“How’d I taste?” he asked.
“So fucking good.” I swallowed, the pressure of his palm against my Adam’s apple making my dick throb.
