AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Triumph added another jolt to the adrenaline rush searing his veins. It chugged and pumped, sending most of the blood in his body south until he was harder than he’d ever been in his life. “Tell me what you want, Madison. Out loud.”
Her breath caught. “Touch me.”
At her whimper, euphoria detonated, a bomb heavy with desire that destroyed everything but his need to be one with her.
“Take your shirt off,” he demanded as he toed out of his shoes. “Now.”
She swallowed, giving him a shaky nod before she reached for the hem and drew it over her head so slowly, he thought he’d lose his mind. He’d torn off his shirt and opened the button of his fly by the time she dropped her tee on top of the sagging chair in the corner.
The nude-colored bra cupped her perfect tits—the ones he’d barely gotten to touch the other night—without lace or embellishments. Now he wanted his fingers enveloping her breasts, his tongue all over them, while he touched her pussy until it was juicy enough for the pounding he was dying to give her.
Take a goddamn breath. She’s fragile, and she’s been through a lot. Go easy. Be gentle.
She reached behind her and unhooked her bra, tossing it somewhere in the corner. Then she looked back at him, chin raised. She wasn’t backing down. She wanted this every bit as much as he did.
Tender wasn’t happening. They had three years of need to sate.
He grabbed her by the waistband of her jeans and forgot the smart reasons he’d declined the chance to lose himself inside her twenty-four hours ago. After worrying about her and imagining a world in which she no longer existed anymore, he didn’t give a fuck why he should stay away from her.
Her body crashed into his. He wrapped his fists around the little-girl braids on either side of her head—the ones she’d tucked under the ball cap now sitting on the nearby dresser—and imagined fucking her just like this while she lay on her back, legs spread. He would control her movement, even whether she turned her head. She wouldn’t be able to look anywhere except at him while he railed her mercilessly.
That shouldn’t turn him on so goddamn much, but even the thought scorched his insides and set his cock on fire.
What was it about her that brought out his sick side?
He was done questioning the reasons. He was just going to roll with it.
Matt slammed his lips over hers, shoving his tongue as deep as he could inside her. She opened to him instantly, granting him access everywhere he plundered and whining in pleasure as he tugged on her hair and compelled her to allow him into the most secret parts of her mouth.
Fuck, she was sweet. So perfectly balanced between downright sugary and gently tart. Her flavor unhinged him. It addicted him. He wanted to fucking kiss her forever.
But his cock wasn’t getting any softer, and they didn’t have much more time before company showed and there was hell to pay.
Reluctantly, he released her braids and wrapped his arms around her, before palming her ass and lifting her from the floor. He spun, settling her across the bed and pinning her body under his to still her when she bounced. With one hand, he worked his fly. With the other, he dragged her pants from her hips. She helped, pushing and wriggling until he tore them free and flung them across the room.
Then he came at her, jeans around his hips, cock in hand. “Tell me you want me.”
Madison didn’t hesitate. “I want you.”
“Tell me you want only me.”
“I want only you.”
Jesus… “Let me hear you say ‘Yes, Matt.’”
Impatiently, he fitted his aching crest against her wet-as-hell opening, praying and counting the seconds until he could slam his way inside her.
Her shuddering inhalation seemed to take forever. Finally, she nodded. “Yes, Matt. I’ve waited three years to feel you…”
“Fuck, honey… It’s felt like forever. Take every inch of me.” He surged forward, barreling into her as he slanted his lips over hers, tangling their tongues and taking her in every way he could at once.
She was beyond tight around the battering ram of his cock. Her body tensed. Her back bowed. Her head fell back, breaking their kiss. Ecstasy broke across her face as she spread her legs wider for him and mewled, nails digging into his shoulders. “Deeper.”
“Yes,” he groaned as he inched back, then slammed forward again, impaling her on even more of his length. “Fuck, yes. I’ll give you all you can handle and still give you more.”
“Please…”
With one hand, he gripped her jaw. The other he extended to the edge of the mattress and used it as leverage to fuck her harder. “I love to hear you beg. It’s twisted and wrong as fuck, but the little whine in your voice gets me so hot.”
