Chapter Forty-Five
Rayne
I practically tear Maddie’s shirt from her body, making a bigger mess of her hair, and swallow hard at the sexy vision I make of her beneath me.
She’s in nothing but revealing shorts and a lacy bra that hides absolutely nothing, her nipples already straining against the material.
Her breaths come in pants, her chest rising and falling in a way that makes my mouth water, my already stiffening cock growing that bit harder.
It’s as though a switch has been flipped in my mind, Maddie’s words filling my head and offering me a space to just be me, be with her, like I’ve wanted since day one.
And I’m too helpless to fight it. I want her too much.
Hell, I fucking need her. There isn’t a thing right in my world but Maddie and the guys, and I’ll be damned if I let her slip through my fingers because I’m being a coward.
So, with a determination that fuels my movements, I reach for the clasp on the front of her bra and undo the contraption. I swallow hard when her breasts spill free, no more than pert handfuls that almost have me drooling all over her.
“Fucking hell, Mads,” I breathe roughly, eyeing her like she’s a dream come to life. Because I’m certain that’s exactly what she is. A dream come true, one I don’t know if I’m even worthy of, but one I’m going to chase for the rest of my damned life.
She flashes a grin from beneath me, one cheeky and sweet enough that it could easily fuck me up if I wasn’t already halfway there, and she teases, “You act like you haven’t seen them before.”
I huff. “There was a T-shirt covering them before.”
Maddie laughs suddenly, the reminder of how we met amusing her more now than embarrassing her, and the sound strikes me right in the heart.
There’s nothing I can do about it now. There’s no brushing it away, no hiding from it.
I can only accept the feelings that suddenly surge up inside me at a single laugh, and I fall that much harder for Madison Fowler.
Those thoughts fuel my movements next, and my hands drag off her shorts, followed quickly by the lacy thong that matches her bra. By the time I’m done, we’re both breathless and panting for air, the atmosphere around us filled with weighted emotions and a whole lot of arousal.
Mouth parted, Maddie watches me as I roam my gaze all over her, growing harder when my eyes land on the apex of her thighs.
She’s bare and visibly wet, her need evident to my hungry eyes, and I’ll be damned if that doesn’t send me hurtling over another cliff I don’t bother trying to save myself from.
I’m too far gone, and I need her too much.
So, without prompting, I drag my shirt over my head and drop it to the floor beside us. Instantly, Maddie’s eyes are on me, greedily taking in every inch of tatted skin like she’s scared I might take it all away.
I won’t.
I fucking can’t.
Instead, I unlatch the button on my cargo pants and undo the zipper.
The relief is immediate but nowhere near long-lasting, the ache in my cock already throbbing, desperation filling me from head to toe.
It pushes against the restraint of my boxers, and I catch Maddie swallowing hard as her eyes dip lower and she catches an eyeful.
As though she’s still trying to make sure I know she’s willing to go at whatever speed I’m running at, even if that means backtracking, she rasps, “We don’t have to do anything, just so you know.”
I nod, already aware.
Unfortunately for her, I’m already too deep in the water to stand, and I don’t want to swim back to the shallow end.
I might not have the experience the others do, and I might have never actually fucked a woman, but I’m not going to let myself get in the way of finally having the one thing in this world that genuinely makes me happy enough to want to keep smiling and laughing.
She means too much to me now, and there’s a desperate need to make her mine in all ways that has bubbled to the surface.
It’s why I only nod once more before leaning in to kiss her soundly, tasting sugar on her tongue when I swipe mine against hers.
A groan forms at the back of my throat, her smell and taste filling my senses in the best way, and I don’t stop myself from reaching for my boxers and lowering them over my hard cock.
I don’t bother climbing out of my pants and boxers, the need bulldozing into me too hard to ignore long enough to even try, and Maddie doesn’t seem to want to let me go long enough for me to attempt it.
Instead, I grip my length tightly, tugging my hand up and down only once before I lower myself against her.
The tip of my cock finds her wetness instantly, so I drag myself through her arousal with no small amount of awe and need, the feeling so alien but fucking incredible that I repeat the motion several times over.
Maddie moans deep and low, her eyes shuttering closed as I glide myself through her folds, and I fucking choke when my balls tighten at the sight of her.
Bare and sprawled beneath me, making sexy-as-hell sounds because of my dick, she’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
There’s nothing more beautiful, nothing more addicting, than Madison Fowler.
And she’s mine.
Damn fucking straight, she is.
Swallowing hard, I stare down at Maddie long enough that her eyes open and a small gasp slips from her mouth. I stare long enough for something to pass between us, something fundamental and earth-shattering, and the last of my worries falls away like it didn’t even exist to begin with.
Maddie’s legs raise, slowly wrapping around my back just as I notch myself at her opening. Keeping my gaze firmly trained on hers, neither of us looking away, I gradually sink into her wet heat.
I’ve felt nothing like it before, the heat almost overwhelming, her walls tightening around me hard enough that I grit my teeth against the sudden pulse that has my balls tightening again.
A rough sound crawls from my chest, a weird mixture between a growl and a groan, and I choke out, “You’re tight as fuck, Mads. ”
When she huffs out a surprised laugh, she only grows tighter, and I worry that I’m going to embarrass the hell out of myself when I feel a dribble of precum spill from my cock.
I’m already fighting against the urge to let loose and fuck her hard and fast until I spill inside her, wanting to draw out my first time ever with the woman I’m catastrophically in love with, and her tightening walls as she laughs is doing nothing to fight off that urge.
“You feel good,” she breathes, still amused from my outburst, and it’s the only thing that calms me down from the high of being inside a woman for the first time in my life.
That is, until she hooks her heels higher around my back and tugs me forward.
My cock sinks into her so suddenly that I groan long and hard, my sounds mingling with her sexy little gasps and moans.
I bottom out inside her, my balls clapping against her ass the moment I’m buried as deep as I can go, and I shove my face into the crook of her neck while I fight for control over my body.
A wasted fucking effort around Maddie, because the she-devil whispers directly in my ear, “If you want it, don’t hold back, Rayne Cloud.
You’ll be surprised just how willing I’ll be to go another round and another round after that.
So fuck me. Hard, fast, slow, I don’t care.
I’ll take whatever you want to give me.”
Madison Fowler, a fucking test to my goddamn sanity, willpower, and control.
A test I lose, and all too willingly.
Because the moment she gives me that green flag, I lose it. I pull my hips back and slam right back inside her, snapping my eyes shut at the pleasure that ripples all over me at the feel of her wet heat sheathing my cock like she was built to take it.
I do it again, thrusting in and out of her, gritting my teeth when the sound of us fucking suddenly fills the room.
It joins the sounds of Maddie’s gasping breaths, her small mewls and moans, and I make peace with the fact that this isn’t going to last anywhere near as long as I would have liked.
I don’t have that level of control, and what little I was holding on to suddenly snaps when Maddie wraps her hand around my neck and pulls me into a hard, consuming kiss that pushes me right over the edge.
My hips are moving of their own free will the next moment, and I’m pistoning in and out of Maddie’s soft, wet pussy with a stuttering rhythm and a whole lot of need.
Pleasure floods my system, my balls already tightening, and I kiss her just as hard as she kisses me, wanting to imprint her mouth into my psyche.
With my right hand, I lift Maddie’s legs higher over my waist, deepening the angle, and I continue fucking her hard and fast, bottoming out every time.
Maddie’s sounds fill the room, my own grunts joining hers as I pump in and out of her willing body.
My other hand grips Maddie’s hair, tilting her head back so I can drink in every kiss she gives me.
It’s all so much, every new feeling fueling my movements and drawing me closer and closer to the edge.
It’s when Maddie’s walls start to tighten around me that I almost swallow my tongue, my movements turning jerky as Maddie moans loudly before announcing against my mouth, “I’m going to come, Rayne. Oh my God, just like that.”
Her declaration triggers something deep and primal inside me, and I’m nothing more than a goddamn animal when I tear my mouth from hers and bury my face back into her neck, my teeth sinking into her flesh and taking hold as I pound in and out of her greedy cunt.
It takes only four pumps of my hips before Maddie tips over the edge with a silent scream, her hands clawing at my bare back. Her walls flutter around me with her sudden release, my cock dragging through her pulsing body as she loses herself to a climax that sends me right over the edge with her.