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I don’t question why it is there or where we are going. I just let Maddox Taylor, the NFL star quarterback, take me back to his hotel so he can fuck me—and hopefully, I can survive it.
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As soon as the light on the lock of his hotel room’s door turns green, Maddox opens and closes the door behind us. We are a tangled mess of limbs as we stumble down the hallway, gripping onto any clothing we can grasp while sucking each other’s faces off.
“I can’t wait to lick every inch of you.”
“Less talk, more action, buddy,” I tease him as he pins me up against the wall and holds my wrists in his hands above my head.
“I want you to let go a little, Penelope. Trust me.”
“Trust is a strong word, Maddox, and don’t take this personally, but we just met. Trust has to be earned. I prefer just hoping that based on the rod I felt in your pants earlier and the big game you talked before that your intention is to fuck the shit out of me—and that you can deliver on those promises.”
He chuckles and then bites my neck lightly, making me gasp. “Oh, that’s exactly what I intend to do, but I need to know that you’re not going to fight me the entire way like you’ve been doing all night.” When he leans back and stares down into my eyes, my throat squeezes, making it hard to breathe.
“A woman who doesn’t fight back is boring, don’t you think?”
He grins delightedly. “In certain instances, yes. But you also seem like the type of woman who doesn’t want to give up control but really needs to. And I’m asking you to give it to me tonight.”
Gulping down the lump in my throat, I debate his request for a few moments before I finally give in. With a nod, I grant him permission to take control, but only because I know that this will be a one-time thing for both of us. Why not try something new?
You only live once, right?
“Attagirl.” He releases my wrists and then finds the hem of my dress, peeling the stretchy purple fabric up my body slowly until it bunches at my hips, exposing my lower half to him. And except for the small triangle of gray lace covering that sweet spot between my legs, I’m entirely bare as the cool air in the hotel room hits my skin.
He slowly lowers his body to the floor so he’s on his knees—and I have to say, the sight of a man like Maddox Taylor on his knees before me is one I won’t soon forget.
With smooth and clear intention, he runs his hands up my legs from my calves to my thighs then back around to my ass, grabbing a handful of my flesh in both of his large hands and giving it a good squeeze. “Damn, these curves.”
“Thanks, I grew them myself.”
Startling me, he smacks my ass cheek lightly. “You and that sass.”
“It’s part of the entire package. Take it or leave it, Maddox.”
He lowers his head to my slit and drags his tongue up it through the lace. “Oh, I plan to take it and then some.” Hooking both of his thumbs under the strings at my hips, he lowers the fabric to my ankles, waiting for me to slowly step out of it, taking in the small triangle of hair I keep trimmed above my slit while the rest of me is bare. “This is sexy.”
“Glad you approve.”
His eyes lift to mine. “Where did you come from, Penelope?”
“Well, legend has it that women are from Venus and men are from Mars, so...”
He bites the inside of my thigh and then licks over the spot. I groan from the sensation, his teeth and tongue teasing me and making me even wetter.
“Honestly, I wouldn’t really have cared what you have going on down here. I just know that now that I’ve seen it, I want to lick every inch of you until you’re screaming my name.”
I grip the short strands of his hair as he descends on my pussy, and with one long stroke through my slit again, this time with no barrier, I can feel my eyes roll into the back of my head. Maddox licks me from bottom to top and then fixates on my clit, circling and flicking the nub with his tongue. Just that right amount of pressure has me holding my breath, waiting to see what he does next.
His hands grip my ass again, pulling me closer to him to give him better access, and I widen my legs to grant it to him. He laps at me, sucks and nibbles, and I groan louder as I pull his hair, flexing my hips forward when I begin to lose control of my body.
“That’s right, Penelope. Ride my face, sweetheart.”
“More, Maddox. Please...”
He sticks his fingers in his mouth to wet them, and then he sits back on his heels and runs them through me, coating them in my arousal. When he slowly slips them inside me, stretching me around him, a violent shiver runs down my spine to my toes.
“Fuck. I want to devour you.” He leans in again and flicks his tongue on my clit as he slowly moves his fingers in and out of me. “I want you to come on my face, Penelope, and then I’m going to fuck you with my cock until you can’t stand.”
