Page 147 of Make You Mine

“More how?” He pulls out of me halfway and slams into me again so hard my whole-body bounces.

I scream.

“Like this?”

“Yes.” Licking my lips, sweat dripping down my body. “And⁠—”

He stares at me, a smirk stretching across his face, waiting for me to use my words.

“Fingers.”

His eyebrow lifts, and he directs his hand between us, his middle finger finding my clit, pressing against it as I let out another whimper. “Is this what you need?”

I nod.

“Use your words, Little Demon.”

“Yes. There.” I moan. He rubs my nub in a slow circle. “Keep going.”

The combination of his cock inside me and the movements of his finger make me bounce my hips.

“Faster, Kayden.”

His grin is deliciously evil. His eyes darken. “I’m going to destroy your pussy, Little Demon. I’ve warned you.”

He speeds up both his hand and the motion of his hips. Thrusting faster and faster. Rubbing my clit with more intensity. He slams in and out of me, not pulling his whole length out, but only halfway, before thrusting back in.

I plummet over the edge, my hips arching toward him, aching for the intensity of it all, the ecstasy filling me up with every push.

“Kayden,” I purr. Thrust. “Kayden.”

“Yes?” Kayden picks up his pace even further.

Thrust.

“I’m close.”

“Good.” Thrust. “Scream my name when I make you come.”

I rock my hips against his hand, focusing on feeling every single emotion he’s making me feel. His cock fills me up so well, I don’t think I ever want to be empty of it again.

With one last thrust, he sends me over the edge, my hips and legs trembling in his hold.

Fuck.

“Kayden, I’m coming.”

He doesn’t stop touching me. His hand remains on my overly sensitive clit as I ride out my climax. I’m hanging on at the entrance to heaven, clenching around his cock, before my body lets go.

It takes a few more moments for him to spasm, and I know he came, too.

Both of our bodies are out of energy. He holds me close, pressing me between him and the wall. My boobs are crushed against his chest. He leans down, and our mouths collide.

“My Maddy.” He moans between kisses. “You’re so fucking addictive. I don’t think I can ever let you go.”

“Good.” I smile against his mouth. “Because I don’t want you to.”

He stops to stare at me, his face rid of emotion. He’s the perfect view, even now, under the head of the shower, as water drops fall down his body. “I love you, Maddy. I really do.”