Chapter 32
MADDOX
I flatten my tongue against her slit and lick.
My moan is immediate, and Hannah nearly arches off the bench.
She tastes so fucking good. So fucking delicious.
“So fucking wet,” I murmur.
I curl my arm around her thigh, holding her in place, and lap at her again. With my other hand, I reach up to play with her amazing tits. Her nipples feel perfect between my fingers.
She tugs at my hair with both hands, pulling on the short strands. “Mad — what are you — fuck —”
I let her pull my head back a few inches. “I know you said we’re not supposed to eat in the library.” Holding her gaze, I lick the shine off my lips. “But we’re breaking the rules tonight.”
I spread her legs wider and lower my mouth.
“No one—”
I smile against her pussy as her words get cut off in a gasp.
That’s right, Hannah. Real men eat pussy.
Closing my lips around her clit, I suck and flick my tongue over the little bundle of nerves.
“Oh my god.” Her pants are becoming ragged. And I release her clit to swipe my tongue up the length of her again.
“That’s it,” I coax her as I tease her flesh. “Come on my face like a good girl.”
I want to tell her to forget about her past boyfriends. That I’ll fuck them right out of her memory. But I don’t want her thinking about them at all.
Not now. Not ever again.
She starts to tremble.
Tightening my arm around her leg, I move my other hand.
My tongue works her clit — jiggling it — as I slide one finger up and down her slit.
She’s fucking soaked.
And I need to feel more of her heat.
I push my fingertip inside her.
She jolts. Her body arches.
If she hadn’t told me otherwise, I’d swear she was untouched.
“Let go, Babe. Show me how you feel.”
I suck her clit, just as I shove my finger all the way inside her, and she bursts.
Her channel clamps down, and her body convulses as she comes.
It’s so hot.
And I can’t wait anymore.
Sitting back, I pull my pants free from the pile of clothing and take the condom out of my wallet.
Hannah’s still breathing heavily, but she lifts her head to watch me.
I catch her eye before I tear the package open. “I’m not a player. And I didn’t expect to do this tonight. I just—”
“Maddox.” She cuts me off. “Shut up and take your boxers off.”
I grin.
Goddamn, I like this girl.
Biting the corner of the condom wrapper, I leave it between my teeth, then stand.
If she wants to see me, then she’ll see all of me.
With both hands, I push my boxers down.