She bounced, screaming out my name. I didn’t think I’d make it, then she seized astride me. The very sight of her shattering caused me to erupt. I drove my hips up, slamming to the hilt, and saturated her insides with my cum.
I saw fuckin’ stars. Stars. I came so hard the sensation of it left me breathless—a first for me.
“Oh. My. God.” She collapsed forward onto my chest, panting and heaving. We were still connected, and I didn’t want to separate from her, ever. After feeling her bare, I never wanted to wrap my dick up again.
I softly brushed my hand over her back as I basked in this euphoric moment. Never had I ever experienced anything like that. I felt like I was soaring through outer space like a shooting star.
Madeline purred. “Mmm, I’m so aroused right now.” She wiggled on me. “You’re not soft.”
“Miracle of all miracles. You do miraculous things to me, Angel.”
She laughed. “You’re bullshitting me right now, aren’t you?”
“Never.” I flipped her onto her back. “Let’s go again.” My mouth was on her neck, devouring her.
Madeline giggled. It was the best sound ever.
This woman made me feel alive. None of the pain usually haunting me reared its ugly face when she was around. My Angel was a beacon of light in my dark world. I was fuckin’ keeping her forever.
Madeline was mine. Nothing and no one would ever take her away from me.
18
Madeline
I never spent a whole day in bed before. Well, I had when sick with the flu or depressed over douchebag Dane. But never for crazy amounts of sex with a beyond irresistible biker. Tara had banged on my door sometime after ten this morning and hollered, “Going to Steph’s. You two are fucking loud!”
Storm and I had laughed our heads off.
Now I was sprawled out on my stomach in bed, blissfully sated while Storm kissed every inch of my body.
The man was on a mission, and who was I to stop him? I wasn’t a fool, after all. His mouth on any part of me was out of this world. I tingled all over. Every spot he touched electrocuted me in the best possible way. I was so aroused, wet, and deliriously happy.
“Hey… Why don’t you have tan lines on your back from your bikini top like the ones on your ass?”
I hummed as his hands skated up my sides while he licked down my spine. Straddling my upper thighs, I felt him hard again, poking the crack between my ass cheeks. This would be the fifth time today he’d had an erection. I was counting.
Dane and I never spent a lazy day in bed. He never worshiped my body the way Storm was doing. Worshiped. Maybe not the word he’d use, but it sure felt like it by the gentle touch of his hands and soft kisses he dotted on my skin. I felt something more. Maybevalued, which I never felt with Dane. Or evencherished.
“I had my top unhooked,” I answered plainly. It wasn’t rocket science. How did he think I didn’t have tan lines?
His hands and mouth left me, and I felt the loss acutely. I pouted into my pillow, catching myself before I begged him to continue. I hated asking for anything. Dane had made me beg for everything. I wouldn’t do it with Storm or any other man, again.
“You were tanning on your front lawn, right? For the whole neighborhood to see, right? And a Hunter came around, right?”
Oh shit.I thought I knew where he was going.
“Yes.”
“What the fuck, Madeline? You don’t do that.” His voice took on a deadly edge.
“Why’re you getting so worked up? It’s not like I flipped onto my back. I mean, the thought had entered my mind, but I quickly dashed it away.”
“The thought had entered your mind, huh? Are you fuckin’ kidding me right now? You better be, Angel, or I will tan your hide!”
I stifled a giggle, trying to not rile him up more. But honestly, it wasn’t like we were together yesterday—or any other day before. Even now, he had no claim on me.
“Jeez, Storm. Loosen up. Don’t you want me to be evenly tanned? The lines on my chest are so unsightly.” I gasped in surprise when he flipped me onto my back.