Chapter 11
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H awk loved oral sex. Everything about the space between a woman’s legs turned him on, from the silky skin of the inner thigh to a well-trimmed strip of hair to the musky, feminine scent. Maddie was erotic perfection, her legs lean but soft, her stomach rising and falling with excitement, and her pussy beautifully pink and quivering. He took a moment to observe, inhale and all but memorize every inch of her, until her tiny whimper of distress drew him forward .
He started with soft kisses, loving her reactions—so raw and honest—as her breath escaped in a rush .
“Easy, baby, just relax and let me make you feel good .”
Her only response was what he hoped was a happy sigh, one hand finding its way down to rest in his hair. He loved when a woman pulled his hair—probably one of the main reasons he kept part of it long—and he planned to tell her so at some point, but right now all he was thinking about was how she tasted. He’d eat pussy over ice cream any time, especially if Maddie was on the menu .
Using just the tip of his tongue, he traced a slow circle around her clit, watching as it puffed up for him. He moved lower, exploring her intimately, following her signals for what she did and didn’t like. Some girls were overly sensitive and needed a lighter touch, and Maddie was obviously one of them. She squirmed ever so slightly when he increased pressure, so he kept his touch light, letting her guide the pace. He’d do this all night if she wanted him to but he’d make her come if it killed him .
He used his fingers to spread her wider and give him better access, sliding his tongue inside of her for the first time. Her responding moan came from deep in her chest and her grip on his hair increased .
“That’s right, baby… the more you like it, the harder you pull.” He increased pressure gradually, flattening his tongue to touch more of her at once and the sharp pain in his scalp told him all he needed to know. He went faster and harder, moving up to circle her clit with flicks that made her cry out. He put two fingers inside of her and spread them apart, giving him room to tongue fuck her until she was humping his face, yanking his hair and crying out his name .
The time was right and he moved in for the finale, sucking her clit while he fucked her with two fingers. Her scream of pleasure was music to his ears, even as her thighs snapped closed around his head, pulling him in closer .
“Holy fuck… oh my god, Jesus, that was amazing .”
Maddie appeared somewhat embarrassed at her reaction to what they’d just done, but Garrett had moved up her body and was kissing her now, slow and tender, sexy and hot, determined to distract her .
“You ever tasted yourself?” he asked in a throaty whisper .
“No.” She wasn’t sure she’d ever wanted to know what she tasted like, but mixed with the taste of Garrett, she didn’t care. As long as he kept kissing and touching her, she was ready to try anything and everything .
“You like?” he asked, when he finally lifted his head .
“Yes.” She met his smoldering gaze with one of her own. “I want you to make love to me like you mean it, Garrett .”
“Oh, I plan to.” He briefly moved away, digging around on the nightstand .
“What are you doing?” she asked in confusion .
“Just a second, honey—condom.” He sheathed himself quickly and was instantly back with her, skin-to-skin, fingers threaded together. He hesitated, but there was no more waiting for this; they didn’t just want it, they needed it. She edged closer, sliding one thigh up around his waist, leaving herself open and ready, voicelessly begging him to take her .
Her lips sought his yet again, sucking him into her, surrendering to him in a way no one ever had before. Without a word, he thrust his hips forward, pressing against her and gliding into her with one smooth motion. They both sighed, eyes locked together, and for a long moment neither of them moved. Time stood still and he paused, somehow sensing she needed to adjust to having him inside her .
“Mine,” she whispered after a long, sensual kiss .
“Very, very yours,” he agreed .
Fire was shooting down his spine, the need to move more than he could stand and the way she shifted restlessly beneath him told him she was equally aroused .
“Baby, tell me what you want .”
G arrett seemed to instinctively sense when she needed more .
“Just you.” She arched up to meet him. The pressure between her legs was unbearable. She’d never wanted someone inside of her so badly, needed a man’s touch so desperately, or had such an overwhelming sense of completion. Making love had never felt like this before and she kissed him, showing him everything she couldn’t possibly say. She’d already broken all the rules; told him she loved him, told him he was hers, told him she’d give him anything he wanted. Now she wanted only to show him that he could have it, and her, if only he would trust her .
Everything else disappeared as they moved together, bodies and souls linked by some invisible force that had thrown them together at a shady motel outside of Honolulu. She dug her nails into his hard, muscular backside, gripping him tighter, pulling him deeper until there was no space between them. Inside and out, they were completely immersed in each other, hearts hammering in unison as they rushed towards a release that would undoubtedly break them .
She never wanted it to end, the way it felt to be so connected to another human being, and she tried desperately to hold off, make it last longer. Her body betrayed her, though, the first ripples of her orgasm rocking her against him so hard one of his hip bones began to dig into hers. Her cries filled the room, calling out his name, over and over, until she couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, couldn’t do anything except ride out waves that seemed to go on forever .
H awk hadn’t had sex like this in a long time, so good he couldn’t stop himself from following her right over the edge and growling from the force of his release. She was still moving, the silky skin of her calves moving across his back. When her breath caught, he tried to memorize every nuance of her face. The way those stupidly long eyelashes fluttered on her cheeks. Those plump red lips, slightly parted as she moaned his name. The deep rosy color her skin turned as she orgasmed against him until she couldn’t move anymore. He would remember it always, remember her always. He’d never experienced anything like Madison Teller and he would never, ever forget this moment .
Her wet mouth fastened greedily onto his shoulder, sucking his skin as the aftershocks kept her shuddering beneath him every few seconds. Her teeth nipped at him and he realized she was marking him. It had been years since he’d had a love bite, a hickey , but Maddie was letting him know whom he belonged to. He was sending her away in two days, but she was leaving a piece of herself right here on his right shoulder. It would only be visible for a short time, but its meaning would remain forever ingrained in his soul. He didn’t move, didn’t stop her, didn’t even flinch when her teeth experimentally dug in. She was on a mission and he wouldn’t dream of interfering; having her mark on him was an honor .
When she was done, he flipped them over so he was on his back and she rested on him, against him, between his legs. There wasn’t much of anything to say; they’d said it all with their bodies and he was confused as hell. She didn’t seem to have any such issues. As she drifted off to sleep, he heard her whisper, “ Mine .”