Then his strong hands grip my hips, fingertips digging into my expectant flesh as he nudges the thick crown of his cock at my entrance and inches inside.
Oh, dear, goddess. That feels strange and full in a way I’ve never experienced before, and it hurts.
But damn, it feels so good, too.
He edges in a little more, taking this so carefully I don’t know how he’s managing. He’s been hard for so long; his control is amazing. He holds my hips, rocks gently back and forth, giving me time to adjust. I stretch around him, so incredibly full. My clit throbs. My pussy clenches and releases like it’s being filled too. Or maybe she just wants to be.
He cants his hips, like he’s rubbing at my G-spot but from an entirely different angle. Stars pepper my vision. Why can I feel him everywhere? Why is it not enough?
“Maddox,” I groan. “I need more.”
“I know. Just breathe, baby.” He rubs a hand over the small of my back, soothing and igniting me at the same time. Then he sinks deeper. “Fuck, you look so beautiful like this, El. I wish you could see how fucking well you take me.”
I can’t even form words as he slides in deeper. While the stretch burns, it also sends euphoria shuttling around my entire body. And when I’m sure there’s no more pleasure to be found, he guides his free hand over my hip and between my thighs, finding my clit.
He strokes it, and the resulting ache throbs deep inside me. He pushes his cock in further and lets out a grunt.
I don’t even think he’s all the way in, but I’ve never felt so full of someone in my entire life, and it feels so damn good. I thrust my ass back, eyes rolling as I take him a little deeper.
“Fuck, baby,” he moans. “Your ass feels so good squeezing my cock like that.”
“So good, Mad,” I whimper my agreement, almost delirious with the need to come. My orgasm is building, but it feels different. The pressure dull and insistent.
Maddox fists his free hand into my curls and pulls me up so that my back is against his chest, fucking me while he goes on toying with my clit. “Are you going to come for me, baby?”
My entire body is trembling, pleasure lighting up my veins like I just mainlined pure adrenaline. “Y-yes.”
He bites the side of my neck, drives inside me, and rubs my clit with such a perfect touch that I lose all sense of time and space. The whole goddamn world explodes. It’s like no orgasm I’ve ever had before, rocketing through my whole body. Maddox grunts my name, grabs me around my waist, and with one final thrust, empties himself inside me.
I’m still shaking as we collapse down onto the bed. Both of us totally undone. He sweeps up my curls, exposes my neck and kisses the nape before rolling off me. Quickly, he gathers me into his arms, cradling me to him.
“Fuck me,” he mutters. “Just when I thought things between us couldn’t get any more incredible.”
I hum my agreement, not sure I’m capable of speech.
He rubs a strong hand over my ass. “Are you feeling comfortable, baby? Do you need me to go get a washcloth? A drink? Snacks? Or I can run you a bath? All of the above?”
“I’m good right here for now,” I assure him, content to do nothing but lie here in his arms for the time being.
I kiss his chest, smile to myself, and make a mental note to tell Katy she was right about the anal sex thing. It was spectacular.
Then I wrap my arms around Maddox’s waist and hoist a thigh across his hips. I’m looped around him like a monkeyclinging to a massive tree, and I can’t think of a single place I’d rather be than right here.
Chapter 27
Maddox
“So, you’ll be staying in the guest suite, Maddox. That’s on the opposite side of the house to Ellie’s room, and we have motion detector cameras installed in the hallways. We don’t want to have to lock you in, but if you try and sneak about to spend the night with her, then that’s what will happen. Capisce?”
I blink, taken aback. Is he fucking serious? He damn well looks it, with his intense blue eyes and tattoos. Romeo Castelli is one of Ellie’s adopteddadsand also one of the scariest motherfuckers I’ve ever seen in my life. I’m still figuring out how to respond in a way that is both respectful and also makes it clear I will not be getting locked in anywhere when Ellie punches him in the chest. “Will you stop,” she says with an eye roll.
Romeo bursts out laughing, and her otherdad, Ace, sniggers under his breath. Even their aging black Lab, Milo, seems to be amused.
“Sorry buddy,” Romeo says. “I couldn’t resist messing with you. Ellie might be our baby girl, but we know she’s not a baby. If Ellie thinks enough of you to bring you here to meet the fam, then that’s good enough for us.”
Ace eyes me, suggesting he’s still not convinced, and who can blame him? They know better than anyone what she’s been through, and I don’t blame them for being protective. I’m glad they are. We’re all Team Ellie, all the way.
We’re in Chicago, at the place where Ellie and her siblings call home. Her mom Keres and her dads run a place in town, the Phoenix Center, which does amazing work supporting families in crisis. Sadly, Ellie’s situation is not that rare, and from what she’s told me the Phoenix changed her life. They don’t just provide accommodation or a safe space, they offer a completely holistic approach to helping the people in their care. It explains a lot about why Ellie is the person she is and why she has such a passion for social justice.
