CHAPTER 40 #3
Let him? Then I smell the shampoo and feel his fingers in my hair. He’s massaging my scalp, washing my hair, and it feels so good. And I’m still holding his cock. I begin to stroke it gently, as I tilt my head back so he can keep doing what he’s doing. I swear his fingers are magic.
“Ready to rinse?” he asks.
He continues massaging my head to get all the soap out, and when I can open my eyes, I turn to face him and drop to my knees.
I want his cock in my mouth. I look up at his ripped abs and perfect chest, then into his eyes as I grab his firm ass and lick around the tip. He leans his head back with a moan.
I take hold of his shaft with both hands and suck the tip in while swirling around it with my tongue.
He lets out a deep groan full of desire as one hand cups the back of my head, and he arches his back, pushing his hips forward hungrily.
I pull him in, sliding his tip along my cheek and all the way to the back of my throat.
I feel him throb as his hips move ever so slightly back, then forward.
I could make him come right now. Should I?
I kind of want to. I start to pull his cock out so I can suck it in again when I feel his hands grab me by my sides.
In a swift, fluid motion that makes me scream, he yanks me to my feet and spins me around.
With both hands flat against the wall, I arch my ass into him.
One hand between my shoulder blades holds me in place as he begins running a finger up and down my slit so smoothly, I let out a moan. Up and down, his finger is pressing deep into my folds. “Don’t tease me,” I beg. “Put it in.”
“I will, baby, as soon as you’re nice and ready for me.”
I’m about to tell him I’m ready right, fucking, now, but I can’t get the words out when I suck in a breath at the feeling of a second finger sliding inside me.
Instead of demanding his cock, all I can do is moan and arch my pussy into what he’s doing.
If he waits much longer, I’m going to come on his hand, and that would be such a waste.
“There,” he growls. “So wet for me.”
His hands come to mine, his fingers interlacing with my fingers against the wall as I feel his crown enter. “Oh God!” It’s what I wanted. It’s what I needed. “More!”
His lips are at my neck, and he gives my earlobe a gentle little bite as he thrusts his hips forward, slamming his entire length into me. “God, yes!” I scream.
He growls in my ear as he withdraws, then slams back into me. His fingers tighten around mine almost to the point of pain as he thrusts harder with a primal need of his own and I can’t get enough. I’ve lost my mind and I’m completely feral for him. “Harder!”
His chest presses against my back, and I love the feel of his weight and muscles as he pistons in and out. It feels so fucking good! “Don’t stop!”
“You like a big cock in your tight little pussy, don’t you baby.” It’s not a question as his hands drop to my waist and with each thrust, he pulls my hips into him hard for a violent collision that feels so goddamn good! He’s in beast mode, pure animal, growling and groaning, thrusting in and out.
“Yes!” It comes out louder than I intended but I can’t help it. “Yes, give me your big cock!”
My feet literally leave the tile floor. He’s holding me up by my hips, slamming into me at a fevered pace like a mad man who’s lost his mind and can’t help himself as he uses me to fulfill his raging need.
The way he’s gripping my sides with so much power, and the groaning sounds he’s making as he yanks my pussy back into his forward thrusts so violently while his balls slap my ass, the roughness and fierceness of it borders on terrifying and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced. “Riggs!”
I feel his dick throb then spasm as his grip tightens, his fingers digging into my sides.
He pulls me into his hips viciously and holds me with another throb as he groans like an enraged bear and releases his come deep inside me.
I can’t tell the difference between pleasure and pain, need and want, lust and love—it all blends together as my body reacts by clamping down on his hard cock with the most eye-rolling, mind-bending, body-trembling, explosion of ecstasy that rips my breath from my lungs. “Riggs! Oh God, Riggs!”
When he’s done filling my pussy, his grip loosens and my toes touch the floor. “Shit, Maddie, did I hurt you?”
Hurt me? Maybe a little, but I loved it. I turn to face him and throw my arms around his neck. “Not even a little bit.”
He reaches up and pulls a wet strand of hair from my face and tucks it behind my ear, then kisses my forehead in the most loving way imaginable. I literally want to melt. For a big, rough guy, he can be so gentle.
“Good,” he tells me. “I think I may have had a little too much pent-up energy from being away from you for so long.” He pulls me into his giant embrace and just holds me there, not saying a word. He doesn’t have to. We both know this is perfect.
With my cheek resting against his chest and my arms wrapped around him while warm, soothing water runs over both our naked bodies, I think this just might be the happiest I’ve ever been.