Chapter 20 #2
Maddox took that as encouragement, so they began to nip and lick all across the expanse of her skin, monitoring the sound of her whimpers and sighs to gauge which spots brought her the most pleasure.
When they raised back up, Denise was biting her lip hard.
A delightful flush spread over her normally fair complexion, from her face to her neck to her chest.
Her chest.
Fuck! If they weren’t already on them, gazing at her like this would be enough to make Maddox weak in the knees.
They reached forward and skirted the outline of her breasts with their fingertips.
Then they slid their hands to the front and squeezed her nipples through the bra.
Denise’s breath released in a sharp hiss that made Maddox’s skin go tingly.
Maddox murmured, “Mind if I take this off?”
Denise’s lovely throat constricted as she swallowed before shaking her head. “I don’t mind.”
The bra had a front closure, and Maddox made quick work of unhooking it and spreading the fabric apart so Denise’s luscious breasts could spill out.
Before Denise could even remove the garment all the way, Maddox’s hands were back on her, kneading and caressing her flesh then circling her nipples until they hardened into peaks between their fingers.
“Maddox,” Denise whined. Her entire body undulated beneath Maddox, stoking their arousal. “Maddox, please. I need—”
“Yes,” they whispered back. “What do you need, beautiful?”
They had no idea where the endearment had come from, but Denise didn’t seem to notice or care.
“I need you to touch me down here.” Her hips bucked against them as she sought friction.
“Of course.” Maddox scooted off Denise and hooked their fingers beneath the band of her panties. As they slowly worked them down her legs, Denise sat up and pulled her bra off to throw it aside. She remained propped up on her elbows as she watched Maddox remove the panties the rest of the way.
Denise’s eyes locked onto Maddox’s, full of passion and unguarded want, then she spread her legs open in a slow, deliberate motion.
Maddox’s skin tingled all over, and their breath fled their lungs.
They stared back at Denise, first at her eyes, then down her flushed body all the way to her neat patch of brown hair and welcoming folds.
They couldn’t stop themself from reaching for her, from brushing their fingers across the curly hair at the apex of her thighs and slipping their fingers down farther to stroke across her the way they had when she’d still been wearing panties.
Touching her now was so much more visceral.
Denise’s skin was hot and wet beneath their hand, and all they could think about was how it would feel to dip inside her and for her body to pulse around their fingers as they stared into each other’s eyes.
Too much!
The thought wailed through their mind like a tornado siren.
The image of connecting so intimately with their fingers inside Denise suddenly felt like too much.
This was so different from any of Maddox’s past encounters.
For plenty of reasons, but mainly for the complex ball of emotions filling their chest in this moment.
Maddox’s hand stilled, and Denise stirred restlessly before staring at them. “Are you okay? Is something wrong?”
It touched Maddox that, even in her worked-up state, when she was panting and needy, Denise showed concern for them.
They recovered from their overthinking spiral quickly as a spicy solution sprang to mind. They sent her their best wicked grin. “I was wondering how you feel about toys?”
A few minutes later, Maddox was squeezing a generous amount of lube onto the sleek black massager Denise had selected from their collection.
It was made of tempered glass with bumps all up and down the shaft plus a ring handle for easy grip.
It was one of Maddox’s favorites. The fact that it was simple yet versatile enough for front door or back door play appealed to their pragmatic nature.
The preparation was going a long way in putting Maddox on solid footing again.
Denise watched them rub the lube over the massager with rapt attention as she lay back, propped up against a stack of pillows. She was doing that lip-biting thing again, and damn, it was hot.
Maddox leaned forward and kissed her, licking the spot on her bottom lip where she’d been biting. Denise inhaled sharply and kissed them back.
“Ready?” Maddox breathed against her lips after several moments.
“Ready.” Once again, Denise opened her legs, and this time, Maddox didn’t hesitate.
Teasingly, they ran the smooth tip of the massager up the inside skin of her thighs, provoking a shudder.
Then they slid it up, down, and around her slit.
Denise was already so wet, and her hips gyrated in anticipation.
“Please,” she whispered.
Maddox circled her entrance with the tip of the toy then eased it in slowly, letting her experience every single bump.
Denise drew in a shaky gasp, and Maddox studied her face for any signs of discomfort. But there were none. She only watched them through hooded lids.
They slid the toy in farther and began a slow, rhythmic thrust back and forth. Denise’s hips rose and fell in sync, and her gasps soon became outright moans.
“Maddox…yes! Like that, please. Oh!”
They experimented with different angles then, burying the massager all the way inside and teasing her clit with their fingertips for a moment before thrusting up or swiveling side to side. All the while, they kept the same steady, deliberate pace.
Denise’s cries grew louder as her entire body shook with Maddox’s movement. Her breasts jiggled enticingly as she panted, and a bright sheen of sweat coated her from head to toe.
Maddox’s own shirt was plastered to their back with sweat from exertion and a level of arousal they’d never remembered experiencing before.
But that didn’t matter. They only needed to focus on pleasuring Denise and not fall back into the too much feeling they’d had when they’d first started stroking her with their fingers.
A glorious keening sound emanated from Denise’s throat, and before Maddox knew what was happening, she grabbed their wrist, urging them into a faster pace.
Maddox’s gaze flew to Denise’s, and they were once again swept away by the sheer intimacy of staring into those hazel depths, especially now as her body convulsed in pleasure.
Denise finally broke eye contact as she threw her head back and cried out in release.
Transfixed, they watched as Denise’s body shivered and shook before finally growing still. She lay there, arms and legs spread wide, chest heaving, and her luxurious hair draped across the pillows in wild, curly tangles.
Maddox’s heart beat against their ribs like a caged animal, and their hands trembled.
What have I gotten myself into?