My shaky hands grab his cock, and I gasp when it pulsates in my hand and his eyes fall closed, lips open on a cry.
“Feel how hard I have been all day for you. All week…”
Something about his wordsshouldbother me, but I am having a hard time focusing on what he’s saying. He moans deeply when I stroke his cock, and I almost stop when his thumb parts my folds and rubs at my sensitive clit.
“You are mine, April,” he growls, kissing my chin and neck before finally settling on my lips. The kiss is downright dirty as his lips slant over mine with need.
“Mine!” he rumbles against my lips. “Can you taste yourself on my tongue, baby? Taste how intoxicating your sweet, juicy pussy is?”
I tremble as his thumb strums my clit, and I can feel myself edging towards another climax, but before I can get there, he pulls back his hand.
“I can’t wait, baby,” he whispers, and I feel his thick head against my lips. “You have no idea how long I have thought about plunging into your hot little pussy like this, fucking you until you can’t live without my cock.”
I gasp and try to close my legs when he pushes his head in slightly, but he doesn’t let me, his grip on my thigh tightening. I suck in a breath when he sinks into me another inch. I can’t hold back the whimper that escapes at the intensity of it.
“Too big,” I hiss and try to push him off, but he doesn’t budge. “It hurts.”
“I know, baby,” he whispers, his breath coming in short puffs, as if finding it hard to breathe. “It’s okay. Your wet, little, virgin pussy can take me.”
I don’t get a warning before he thrusts all the way in, drawing a pained cry from my lips. Tears spill more from the shock of having his cock in me than from the actual pain.
I want to hate him for breaking into my house, stalking me, and hurting me like this. But when I look up, I see the strain on his face. The way he is holding himself back, putting my needs before his own.
“You are so tight, baby,” his nostrils flare as his dark eyes run over my face. “So. Fucking. Tight.”
His lips capture mine in a slow, wet, and downright dirty kiss that takes my mind off the pain that is already dulling to an ache. I grab the back of his neck and pull him closer, needing to feel him, his breath, his skin, against me.
Where I had been trying to push him off me, I now crave his touch, his heavy breath against my skin. His hand tightens around my waist, and he pulls out of me a little before rocking back in hard and almost breaking the bed.
Despite the loud click of the bed, that no doubt makes it to the next house, Maddox pulls out again and thrusts deep into me, burying himself so deep, I gasp, my nails clawing his back as I fight to brace myself for the ride he is prepping for.
“Mine,” he growls as he buries his face in my neck and slams into me deeper, picking up speed and rocking the bed with every thrust, but I am too gone to care.
It’s dirty and I beg for more.
He cries out as he ruts me, his chest hairs brushing against my sensitive nipples only adding to the intensity. My cries drown out the slapping sound of skin hitting skin as pleasure builds up.
I’m a slave to the release only he can offer me. I feel my orgasm teeter close as he saws into my wet flesh.
“Mine,” he whispers against my skin before pulling back and meeting my eyes. “Your little virgin pussy is now mine. Your body, everything….”
I cry out when he picks up speed, his muscles flexing from above me, the demon tattoo on his chest and parts of his shoulder rippling from the sweat in both a scary and fascinating way.
“So fucking close, baby.”
An orgasm tears out of me in surprise, drawing out a scream that is soon drowned by his lips when they sear onto mine. Pleasure wracks me with its intensity, unlike anything I have ever felt before. He pins me to the bed as he thrusts hard and chases out his pleasure, pounding into me with powerful thrusts.
“Coming, baby,” he groans, the hand on my thigh bruising as he rocks into me. “Gonna co…”
He spends in me, filling me up with his hot come, and I wrap my fingers around his neck as he rides out his orgasm.
“Love you,” he whispers, kissing a path down my neck. “I love you so fucking much, baby. I have been waiting for what feels like forever to tell you.”
I love you.
Waiting?
I close my eyes and try to gather whatever sense is left in me. I have known Maddox for just two days, and I know better than to place value on words from an orgasm-riddled brain, but there is something at the back of my head that won’t let up.