Chapter Seven
Maddie
I can’t think straight. Who knew having a man’s mouth and tongue between my legs could make me forget my own name? As he licks and sucks my folds, I come undone, exploding into the air around me as my body dissolves into glittery nerve endings and Jacob.
Now he’s thick and hard—and inside me. Every time he kisses me, he thrusts his hips, stretching me a little wider and sinking a little deeper.
I know he’s holding back, and it is driving me wild. I want to make him feel good with my body like he’s just made me feel good with his mouth. The pain of his initial intrusion subsides, and I lift my hips, encouraging him to lose control. I want to see his wildness, his primal need for me. I want him beneath me. I want to see him as he sees me.
Tightening my legs on either side of his hips, I overbalance him. Reading my desires, he rolls with me so he’s on his back with me straddling him. His hands fall to my hips, bracing me as I begin to rock against him, slowly at first, unsure of what I’m doing. But Jacob’s growl and the wildness in his beautiful brown eyes as they lock onto mine tell me he’s feeling it.
I roll my hips a little faster as his hands tighten on my hips. His eyes roam over my body, taking in every inch of me, breasts bouncing, hair wild, face flushed.
“God, you’re fucking beautiful,” he mutters, lifting his hips to meet my downward strokes.
I flatten my palms on his chest to give me leverage, lifting and lowering myself onto his hard cock. I squeeze my inner muscles around him, gripping him for all I’m worth as another orgasm hurtles towards me.
Jacob reaches between us and rolls my clit under his thumb. I buck and pant, moaning and crying out his name.
“I wanna feel you come on my cock, Maddie,” Jacob growls, pumping into me hard now.
“I…Jac…ob!” I cry out as my climax bites into me in blissful waves of ecstasy. My pussy pulses, keeping a tight grip on his cock and pulling him over the edge with me.
“Maddie, fuck, Maddie,” he chokes, his fingers digging into my hips as he spills himself inside me.
He grits his teeth, his throat muscles corded as he pumps me full of his cum before collapsing back into the mattress.
Jacob
I gather Maddie close as she falls from above me. Curling her into my body, she is soft and relaxed and, within minutes, fast asleep.
I’m trying not to overthink what we just did—crossing a line that was always so clearly drawn in the sand before.
Before now.
Before I missed her so much, my chest ached.
Before she consumed my every waking thought.
Sliding out of bed, I search for my phone to check if I have any messages from my Dad. There’s nothing. I quickly put together a bag of the stuff he wanted before returning to Maddie and gathering her close again.
I don’t know how long I’ve been asleep when I’m jolted awake by Maddie bolting upright in bed, grasping at the sheet I pulled over us.
Her face is illuminated by the moonlight filtering through the gap in my curtains, her eyes wide, her mouth open in a silent scream.
“Maddie,” I say firmly, grabbing her shoulders and giving her a shake. “Wake up, baby.”
Her eyes fly open, terror in their depths. She blinks and then focuses on me. “Jacob?”
“You’re safe, Maddie. You’re with me, in my bed, in my room, in my house.”
She blows out a shaky breath and nods her head while she absorbs my words. ‘I need to go home.’
I’m not okay with that. “Maddie, please stay.”
“I can’t,” she replies. She looks around the room, probably remembering that her clothes are still in the kitchen.
“Why?” I ask, following her out of bed and down the stairs.