We’re in public, in the very town my uncle makes sure women feel worthless in, yet I feel as if I have the entire world at my feet.
“Ohh…” I gargle out with a long breath when Maddox’s impatience gets the better of him. He didn’t wait until he had my panties pushed aside to drag his tongue along the crevice in my pussy. He did it through the moist, cotton material, causing it to cling to my aching sex even more than it already was.
“Put your leg over my shoulder, then bring that sweet pussy to me.”
I do as instructed without additional prompting.
“Now tilt your hips forward. Show me how bad you want this.”
My pussy is practically shoved into Maddox’s face when the heat of his breaths cause my hips to naturally gyrate. Their movements can’t be helped. I’m not in control of anything when his head is between my legs. Mercifully, I somehow have Maddox convinced I’m a pro in the bedroom. He has no clue I watch him for prompts.
I bite back a groan when his tongue circles my clit. There’s no doubt it is extra sensitive. I just have no clue if that’s because I’m pregnant or because of the fantastic day we’ve had. With his hands gripping my ass, he plants a bunch of sloppy kisses on my pussy. He’s teasing me, taking it slow, knowing I’ll soon beg him for more. I love making love to him, but I also like when he loses control.
“Please,” I beg a short time later. The pressure he places on my clit with his tongue is perfect, and my knees are shaking from his tongue exploring every inch of my dripping sex, but I need him to loosen the reins to lose control. I need him to eat me how only he knows how.
“Yes…” I hiss out with a moan when my every wish is answered with only one plea.
Maddox buries two fingers inside of me before slowing curling them, finding the spot only he can. He flicks the sensitive bud in my clenching sex while his tongue hits my clit with rapid-fired hits.
When my thighs shake, I brace my back against the fridge. I feel like I’m spiraling. My head is dizzy and filled with a crazy lust haze.
“Come on, Demi. Give it to me. Come on my face.”
His voice, the scruff on his chin, and his heavenly fingers are the perfect trifecta. I shimmer and shake as tingles activate over every inch of me. “I’m so close.”
Maddox is so focused on me, I’ve completely forgotten where we are, how we got here, and why his knuckles are red. Nothing but climaxing is on my mind.
“Rock against me, Demi. Take what you fucking need. I’m right here to catch you when you fall.”
The roughness of his voice has me imagining how hard he is. He’s wearing jeans. The zipper is still done up. His cock must be in agony.
“You, Maddox, please. I need you.” The sensation is overwhelming, I can feel myself coming undone, but I still want more. I need his thick rod filling me with the heat of his spawn. I want it all, and I want it now.
“Whoa, slow down,” Maddox pushes out with a chuckle after rising to his feet. After wiping away evidence of my excitement from his lips with the back of his hand, he says with a smile, “Your legs are a little unstable.”
His smirk during his confession unleashes a side of me I’ve never seen before. I yank at his shirt like a madwoman, uncaring that I pop several buttons. “You… in me… now!” Big, needy breaths separate my words. I’m panting out of control, my body equally pissed with the intermission and thrilled by it.
My begs turn greedy when the removal of his cock is quickly chased by my thumb lapping up the droplet of pre-cum pooling on the tip. He’s heavy in my hand, pulsating with unquenched desire. “I want you to fuck me, Maddox. Hard and fast. I want you so bad.”
When our eyes catch, something alters in his. “Show me just how bad.”
I hook my leg around his waist like I’m a gymnast before grinding my aching clit on the crown of his fat cock. The grunt that rumbles up his chest is enough to pull my legs out from beneath me, so I won’t mention the sensation that overwhelms me when he spins me around, curls me over the large bench in the middle of the kitchen, then drives home. “Yes… fuck me, Maddox. Fuck me hard.”
As he fills me to the hilt, my hands dart out in search of something to tether myself to. I’m freefalling hard. My limbs are heavy and unmovable, and I’m chanting Maddox’s name on repeat, but I don’t need to anchor myself down. Maddox catches me as he always has—as he always will.He won’t let me fall because, unlike every other man I’ve come across, he loves me for me and not what I can offer him.
25
Maddox
While struggling not to give myself a pat on the back for a job well done, I hand Demi her panties I managed to salvage this time around, tuck my still half-mast cock into my jeans, then spray the kitchen counter at Petretti’s with disinfectant spray. Even if I hadn’t spilled my load into Demi’s snug pussy, it would be hygienic enough to eat off within the hour.
I’m exhausted from a huge day, my muscles are screaming in pain, and we’re in a place I will forever despise more than I’ll ever relish, yet I’d be lying if I said I wouldn’t do it all again right now. And no, I’m not solely mentioning my public romp with Demi.
We don’t just gel together beneath the sheets, we’re so on par that the first thing I felt when she told me she loved me was relief. I was getting worried she was immune to the Walsh charm. The cabin doesn’t give me many opportunities to showcase it, but I gave it my best shot tonight.
I think our sweaty fuck on a stainless-steel bench announces just how suave my skills are, but just in case, I’ll give you an idea of the absolute bliss on Demi’s face. Her eyes are bright, her cheeks are a hue of pink, and her luscious lips are pulled high at one side. She can’t stop smiling, and neither the fuck can I.
My plans today went off without a hitch. Nothing will bring me down from this high.
