Page 57 of The Grump I Got Stuck With

She groaned, nudging me. “That was horrible.”

“Horribly sexy, I hope.” I waggled my eyebrows at her, silencing whatever she was about to say with another kiss. It was flirty and fun, but heated too. I chased the ridges of her spine all the way down to squeeze her ass.

Madison gasped into my mouth, rolling her body against mine. Against the erection that was now straining in my pants.

“I want you,” she breathed against me.

I flashed a wicked grin. “Then get on the bed.”

She stepped back, her desire evident. She caught her bottom lip between her teeth and nodded.

“Wait,” I said as she started to step out of her footwear. “Keep the heels.”

Madison shot me a filthy grin. “As you wish, my lord.”

Fucking right, I thought.

She sauntered toward the bed, those sexy, naked curves calling to me as I shoved my pants down to my ankles, stepping out of them. Madison reclined on the bed, tossing me her underwear as she took in my length, humming in appreciation.

I grabbed my cock, pumping it a couple times as she watched, liking the way she stared, the way she anticipated, the way she wanted.

She rubbed her thighs together. “Are you going to come up here?”

“Lie back,” I said, releasing my cock and climbing onto the end of the bed.

Madison did, propping herself on her elbows to watch me sink between her thighs.

“Is this okay?” I asked.

“Hell yes.”

I smirked, kissing her legs. First one, then the other. She squirmed a bit, inching toward my mouth. I took the hint and ran my tongue over her clit. The sound she made went straight to my cock, making it twitch with need. She flopped back on the pillow, chest heaving as I worked her into a frenzy, exploring which strokes she liked, which speed and what pressure made her moan the loudest.

Suddenly, her thighs clamped around my head and she cried out, her breath strangled. I rode out her orgasm, keeping up my ministrations until she physically pushed my head away with a laugh.

“Holy shit,” she gasped, grinning down at me. “Get up here.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. I crawled my way up her body, kissing a trail across her stomach, her breasts, finally stopping at her lips so she could taste herself.

“You’re kind of good at that.”

“Exactly what a man likes to hear,” I said, my cock pressing against her in a way that had her eyelids fluttering.

“Condom?” she asked as she reached between us, groaning at the weight of my cock in her hand.

Right. That.

She released me, and I hopped off the bed, retrieving a condom from my trouser pocket.

“Just carrying those around, are you?” Madison laughed.

“I like to be prepared.” I tore the wrapper open and rolled the condom onto my cock, making sure it was in place. Madison reached down, running a hand between her own thighs, eyes blown with desire. I climbed back onto the bed, and she shifted, opening up a space for me up between her thighs.

“Ready?”

She wrapped her arms around my neck, holding me close. “If you don’t fuck me soon, I’m going to explode.”

“Why didn’t you just say so?” I said, leaning down to suck at her neck. She clutched my shoulders. “I’m more than happy to put you out of your misery.”