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Because, someday, I’d marry that prick.
“ShesaidIwasall clear!” Maddox yelled at me.
I looked at Xavi, waiting for him to call Maddox out on the lie. “She said nothing strenuous.”
“For fuck’s sake, Devon, I’m not a fragile little bitch.” He threw his arms in the air, apparently not in a good mood after his doctor’s appointment.
“No, you’re a whiny little bitch because she said you aren’t allowed to fuck.” I rubbed my temples, knowing I’d have to spend the rest of the day fending him off. In all honesty, I was just as pissed as he was about this news. We needed sex to blow off some steam.
“Fuck this,” Maddox huffed. “I’ll go jerk off in the shower.” He slammed the bathroom door behind him.
Xavi tried but failed to suppress a smirk. “He’s moody when he’s cut off.”
He was moody even when he wasn't cut off. Xavi wished me luck before he left with Nate. I stood there for a minute, trying to figure out how to diffuse my boyfriend. When I heard the shower turn on and the curtain close, I sighed out my frustration and came up with a plan. The doctor said nothing strenuous, so maybe I could do the strenuous parts.
Maddox had become so frustrated in his current condition because he had no outlet. No way to get his energy out. He didn’t sit around well, and idle time let his mood dip even lower. He needed something good to happen, something to excite him. He was healing well, and his stitches were all dissolved now, but he remained on some restrictions to ensure everything continued to heal as it should.
I threw off my shirt and walked into the steamy bathroom. Maddox didn’t say anything, but I saw him through the fogged clear curtain. He stood there with his hands on the wall and the water hitting his shoulder blades, not jerking off like he threatened. I undressed and stepped in with him.
“Thought I was a whiny bitch,” he barked at me.
“You are.” I ran my hands down his back, over his ass, and wrapped them around the front of him. “One of us has to stay in control here, Madd.”
He spun, facing me. His green eyes met mine, and he showed me all his pain. Not physical pain from his injury, but mental and emotional pain from not being able to live after surviving all that. Maddox wanted me, and he wanted his vices, and he wanted to take advantage of this second shot at life he’d been gifted.
Pretty sure I sold my soul to get him that gift, but I’d do it ten times over. No regrets.
“I miss you,” he said. “The way we are together. I just want you so fucking bad, Dev.”
A swoon-bomb went off. Fucking hell, I was getting sick of swooning.Lie.“I have an idea, but you have to follow the rules.”
His jaw clenched. He already lived by so many rules. “What rules?”
“You listen to everything I say. Everything. Agree or you can jerk it like you said.” I tickled his surgery scar with my fingertips, reminding myself what was at stake. Then I grabbed his dick and he gasped. “Do you agree?”
“To do everything you say?” he asked, hissing out a breath when I moved my fist down his shaft.
“Yeah.”
“I’m not submissive,” he reminded me. As if I didn’t know that.
“You will be today or this doesn’t happen.”
“Fine. Only today. Only because I need you.”
I smirked and he rolled his eyes. Pushing him until his back hit the wall, I held a hand to his chest and said, “Don’t move away from this wall.”
He nodded, lips parted.
I kissed my way down his body and ignored the hand on my head trying to push me down faster. He hadn’t gotten off since his welcome home blowie, so I knew he could come twice if I made him. This was the pre-show, and if he played by my rules, I’d give him what he really wanted. I looked up at him, powerful under the weight of his gaze, and licked the tip of his dick.
“Fuck, Devon,” he groaned.
I teased him with my lips, sucked his balls into my mouth, and ran my tongue from base to tip until his legs shook. I didn’t want him falling, so I pushed his hips to cement him to the wall, and finally took him into my mouth. The salty tang of precum sat nicely on my tastebuds, and that eagerness within me craved the fullness of him in my throat. I sucked the head of his cock and pumped the length of him, and then I buried my face against his groin and let him fill my throat.
“Ah, holy fuck.”
Gagging a little, I pulled back. Saliva stretched from my lips and a rush of desperation took over. I sucked him hard and fast. I slowed down and tilted my head, feeling him against my cheeks, my tongue, my throat. I wanted him everywhere. More than that, I wanted to give him exactly what he wanted. The need to please him swelled up inside me so hard that I whimpered around his cock.
