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“You’re perfect,” I growl, surging toward her and pressing my lips against hers.
My hands go into overdrive as I grab her bra, unhook the clasp and let it drop to the floor.
She moans through the kissing when I crush my muscled body against hers, her breasts flattening against me. I bet her nipples are fucking raw with desire.
The thought makes me break off the kiss. I reach down and take her breasts in my hands, greedily sinking my hands in her flesh, as I lean down and take her nipple in my mouth.
She whimpers and writhes against me as I suck hard and slip a hand between her legs and push down on her pussy.
She gasps when I yank down her underwear, and then she does this adorable little shuffle to help the fabric slide down to her ankles.
“Oh, God,” she moans when I press my hand against her naked sex, grinding against her clit. “Oh, oh…”
Already?
I would roar the word if my mouth wasn’t busy with her nipple, so pert and excited as I suck on her harder and more possessively with each moment. My woman must’ve been primed all during dinner, because soon her orgasm erupts, makes her buck, her whole body trembling as I rub her faster, and faster, molding my hand against her needy clit.
I open my mouth wider and take more of her breast into my mouth, targeting her nipple like it’s another clit, obsessed with making her orgasm as all-consuming as possible.
The harder she comes, the readier she’s going to be when I slide my slick dick inside of her. The wetter she’ll be.
The hungrier she’ll be.
“That’s it,” I growl, leaning back and watching as the orgasm barrels through her.
Her eyes are half-lidded, fluttering as she squeezes her legs around my hand and her whole body gyrates.
She collapses against me once it’s over, kissing my chest and then biting down on the button of my shirt.
Moaning insistently, she smooths her hands up my sides, clawing onto my shirt.
“I want to see you,” she whimpers. “Let me see you.”
Chapter Twenty-Five
Maddison
Together, we unbutton his shirt. He tosses it to the floor and then my hands’ dart toward his belt, moving as though driven by a force deep inside of me, as though I don’t have any say-so in the matter at all.
I need to free his manhood – my womb commands me – free his manhood and get him inside of me, feel his massive rock hard cock grind up inside of me so that I can prove to myself I’m ready, I’m enough. I’m his.
He snarls and tears at his belt.
Snap.
He destroys the buckle and pulls the whole thing free, roughly dropping it so it lands on the floor with a clank.
Then our hands are working together again, going for his buttons. Our knuckles clash and I giggle, looking up and meeting his eyes.
The corner of his lips twitches in a slight smirk, a bare acknowledgment of the humorous moment, but then his face becomes animalistic again, brimming with beastly possession.
With another growl, he pulls down his pants and tears his socks off.
And then we’re standing opposite each other, bare inches apart, completely naked.
My gaze travels over his impressive body, every part of him honed and taut and huge. His chest bulges and swells as though in time with his heartbeat, and his cock is massive.
I felt how big it was over his trousers, but this is something else entirely.
It’s like a weapon, rock solid, veins bulging against the surface as it points almost completely straight up. The helm throbs and glistens with precome, and as I stare, it twitches, like it’s eager to be inside of me.
“You are. Fucking. Perfect.”
He grabs my shoulders and gives me a soft shove, sending me back onto the bed.
I feel paralyzed as I lie there, with no freaking clue what to do, but my man knows exactly what he wants.
He climbs onto the bed and holds himself up with his muscular arms, the back of his arms swelling with thick cords of muscle as he holds himself over me.
I reach up and claw onto the thickness of his powerful arms, but then he moves one arm away, guiding his hand down between our bodies.
My lips part in a frantic shivering moan when I realize what he’s doing. He’s going to guide himself inside of me, press that unbelievably huge cock to my pussy, to drive up and up until there’s nothing I can do but take him, all of him.
But can I?
The thought comes far too late.
His helm is already teasing my soaked hole, prying apart my lips as his mouth twists in carnal pleasure. He snarls and inches deeper, pushing past the tightness of my hole, and then he’s inside me.
Oh, heck.
Oh, fuck.
He’s inside me.
I don’t even freaking know how it feels, to begin with, as he arches his back and pushes further and further into my body. It’s a pressure, nothing more, a tight band squeezing down on my groin as he pushes all of the way in…
