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God, she tastes so good. I hear her gasp and feel her body arch to press further into me. Her cries begging for more are enough to make my already pained cock more strained.

I give each nipple ample attention. I release her hair and use the arm to prop myself up on my side as I make my way down to her pussy. I slide my hand into her shorts and under her panties and I find her moist center. Her hand grips my shoulder and a gasp of pleasure consumes my Maddie as I slip into her folds, forcing her legs open. Little circular patterns have her lifting her hips to get closer. Her head moves back and forth on the pillow and I hit her nub over and over. I insert a finger deeper inside and continue with my thumb, driving her to distraction. She feels so tight and I know I’ll need to go slow when I finally take her.

I can feel her body tense, reaching for relief. “Let go, Kitten. I got you. Let me make you feel good.” I whisper as she gasps and mews for the ultimate relief.

In that moment I pluck a nipple in my mouth and sucked hard, pressing down onto her nub. A cry of ecstasy roars through Maddie and her body convulses with tremors. I wrap her in my arms, holding her tight as her breathing normalizes and her grip on my shoulders ease. I move onto my back and pull Maddie with me to rest tucked into my side with her head on my chest. Maddie buries herself deep.

I gave her a few minutes until I know she has settled and tilt her head up to meet my face.

“Baby, you good?” I asked gently.

“Good,” she replies in a whisper. Her face is flushed, and I can see the pink in her cheeks. She’s trying to avoid my eyes.

“Hey, nothin’ to be embarrassed about. I love that I can do that to you. I’m gonna love it more when I’m inside you and you make those noises that set me off.”

“Um, you didn’t...” she stops, then tries again with, “What about you...?” and stops again. I can see where she is going with this.

“Soon. Very soon. I am trying not to rush you Maddie.” I can feel the strain in my cock and all I want to do is toss her onto her back and dive into her pussy until neither of us can breathe. But I can wait.

Maddie pulls herself up so she’s level with me. “War, I’m not that innocent. I’m twenty-nine and I’m not a virgin.” She lowers her head onto my chest. I feel her hand under her cheek, just over my heart.

“I get that. Now hear me: I want you to feel comfortable with me. I want us to be natural and relaxed when we get together. If you think you’re ready, then we can talk about it tomorrow. It’s been a long couple of days and I think we both need to get some sleep.” I stroke her hair and continued, “Very soon, Baby. I’m not sure I am going to be able to wait much longer. Sleep for now.”

I can feel her breath even out and I shut my eyes and drift into a blissful sleep holding my satisfied purring Kitten.

Ten

Maddie’s Story

War

I slowly shake away the remnants of sleep. Something feels off. I glance across to where my arm is already stretched across the bed towards a cool empty space. This pulls me straight out of my haze as I jerk out of bed and grab a worn pair of jeans, dragging them on hastily. I stalk toward the main rooms when I hear a faint humming. I continue towards the sound that now sounds more like soft singing, getting clearer as I approach the kitchen.

Maddie is wearing a tiny pair of shorts and an oversized pink t-shirt with musical notes on it. It’s so big on her that it drapes off one shoulder, baring her soft sexy skin. The same skin I tasted, licked and nipped at last night. I can still see the redness my scruff left on her nape. Her hair is up in a messy bun with tendrils hanging down around her face that she pushes back behind her ear as she stirs something in a bowl. Her little pink tongue and lips are making an incredible sound as she sways back and forth. She tips the bowl and allows batter to drizzle onto a griddle in front of her. She stops singing and I watch as her tongue sneaks out ever so slightly in concentration in making what I assume are pancakes. Her face lifts with a small smile and extends from ear to ear when she notices me staring at her. I’m leaning across the doorframe, arms crossed. Maddie makes the first move, diverting her eyes to grab the spatula and proceeds to flip the pancakes gently, making sure not to compromise their perfectly round shape.

I prowl towards her; moving to stand behind her and placing my hands on her hips to hold her steady. I placed my mouth right below the shell of her ear. I discovered this sensitive spot as I was exploring Maddie’s body last night. A light breath expels from her lips and she closes her eyes; it’s like she is trying to make a perfect memory. I love how her eyes flutter open again as if she’s emerging from a deep satisfying dream. I continue to bestow a light flutter of kisses across her shoulder and neck.

She tilts her head up and back to meet my eyes. “Good morning, Honey.”

The sweetest words I’ve ever heard from an angel I never dreamed would cross into my life. Soft and shy she raises herself to her tip toes and kisses my chin.

“Morning, Kitten.” I growl in her ear. “You’ve been busy this morning.”

“I thought I would surprise you with breakfast.” She turns back to the pancakes and begins moving them from the griddle to the platter lying next to it. I pull back reluctantly to give her some space to move. It’s then that I notice not only did she make me pancakes but set the table with fresh wild flowers too. She must have gone out exploring on her own this morning. I am going to have to talk to her about that but, not now. I don’t want to risk that look of bliss on her face.

Maddie takes the coffee pot over to the table and begins pouring. “Aren’t you hungry?” she asked as she continues to pour. I simply nod, entranced by her comfort in my kitchen. “Come on then. It’s going to get cold and I want you try my secret recipe.”

“Secret recipe?” I grin and raise my brows. “I bet I can get you to tell me the secret.”

She smiles back brightly, the minx batting her eyes as she dares me. “Bet you can’t. And I don’t like cold pancakes. And if you want the chance to taste one while it’s hot, I suggest you sit and eat with me.”

I pull out my chair and sit, dragging my girl to my lap.

Maddie is unprepared for the sudden movement and flops down with a yelp of surprise. “War, what are you doing?”

I pull her plate and cutlery over to rest beside mine. “Stay here with me. I want you close.” I move my hand up her back and feel her snuggle closer.

With that, she lifts her plate and cuts into her stack, spearing some pancake drizzling with golden syrup with her fork before raising it to my mouth. They could be cardboard and completely tasteless, and I will still think they’re the most delicious flapjacks I’ve ever tasted. Lucky for me, they are extraordinary.

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