O. M. G. Maddox Walsh has a filthy mouth in the bedroom, and I’m obsessed with it.
“So, until I work out how I can do all of the above at the same time, we’ll need to take things one step at a time.”
“Is there a rule that says kissing has to be first?” I blurt out before I can stop myself.
A mini orgasm tightens my core when he throws his head back and laughs. Our bodies are intimately joined. I feel every vibration of his chuckles. They have me fighting like crazy not to throw my head back and moan through the sensation awakening within me.
I shouldn’t have bothered holding back. Maddox seems to know all my inner-workings. “Jesus, Demi. Did you just come? Are you coming right now?” Although he’s asking questions, he doesn’t give me the chance to deny his accurate claims. “Oh, fuck this, I need in on that.”
After reattaching our lips, he walks us into the main part of his room. We kiss the entire trip, and the head of his fat cock rubs the buzzing nub between my legs with every step he takes.
When we reach his bed, I’m anticipating for him to place me down before he drops his lips several inches lower, so you can picture my shock when he spins around, plants his backside on the edge of the bed, then flops back, leaving me seated in his lap.
The veins feeding his magnificent cock could easily get me off, but Maddox has other ideas. “Bring it to me.” Shock must register on my face as he’s quick to alleviate my confusion. “Your pussy. If you want me to kiss it, you’re gonna need to bring it to me.”
When he licks his lips, I shudder. Maddox Walsh wants me to ride his face, and I’m horny enough to do it. “I’ve not… I’m not…”
“You’ve never sat on a guy’s face before?”
I wouldn’t have worded it that way, but he’s on the money.
When I nod, he licks his lips again before he stretches them into an insanely sexy grin.
Fuck sanity.
I’d rather endure a six-year stint in a mental hospital than give this up.
“That’s it,” Maddox encourages when I shimmy up his body. “Put your knees on each side of my head.” You have no idea how hard it is not to immediately sink onto his face. His voice is gravelly and thick, and it carries through every inch of me. “Now pull those panties to the side.” His growl when I do as asked causes my knees to hug his head. It’s deliciously rough. “You’ll want to watch this,” he grunts out when I take a minute to gather my bearings.
I’m not in shock.
Well, I kind of am.
In all honesty, I never thought this day would arrive, not to mention after he placed his life on the line for me.
When Maddox gets my eyes, he curls his arms around my legs, spreads them wider, then asks me to drop. I’m certain he’s on the verge of being suffocated when he drags the tip of his nose through the crevice in my pussy to suck in the smell of my arousal. The thrill of anticipation it scuttles through my veins is enough to pull my knees out from beneath me.
Fortunately for me, Maddox thinks it’s all part of my brilliant plan to seduce him.
He moans a husky, “Yes,” into my pussy before he wholly devours it.
Just like our kiss, the movements of his mouth and the sweeps of his tongue are gentle and sweet, but as the tension grows between us, so does his pace.
A strangled noise leaves my throat when he sucks my clit into his mouth a couple of licks later. I’m so sensitive, it takes me concentrating on one of the freckles dotted across his nose not to come after one tug.
His skin has a golden hue from spending hours in the sun, so his freckles are harder to spot now than they were when I searched for them as a child. They are great orgasm blockers. Not because they’re not sexy—they increase Maddox’s appeal, not decrease it—but because I’m so immersed in my treasure hunt, I can keep my focus on anything but Maddox going to town on my pussy.
“I see how it is,” Maddox mumbles a couple of seconds later. “I need to work for your climax, not have it gifted to me on a silver platter.” After playfully biting the inside of my thigh, he blows a hot breath over my super sensitive pussy. “I washed dishes for hours and went home content with a peck kiss on my cheek, so I think I’m up for the challenge.”
“Sweet mother of God,” I murmur to myself when he pokes his tongue inside of me.
I’ve been eaten out before, but it was with the guy who took my virginity without breaking the seal, and it was nothing like this. This feels so good, I rock back and forth instead of being embarrassed the first time Maddox saw my pussy was from me shoving it in his face.
My cheeks grow warm as the panties I’m holding to the side slip in the damp conditions. My self-control is running out. I’m about to come.
“Do it, Demi,” Maddox suggests like he’s truly tapped into my inner-workings. “Come hard and fast on my face.”
The gravelly deliverance of his words forces me to grip the headboard in a white-knuckled hold. Maddox keeps my soaked panties in place with one hand before he uses the other to pull me down lower on his face. I almost vault off the bed when his teeth graze my clit. He eats me like he’s starved, and after several perfectly placed licks, jabs, and tugs, I have no choice but to respond to the intensity brewing in my stomach.
