31. Hayden
HAYDEN
M adison shifts, rolling onto her back, the faintest sigh slipping from her lips. The kind of sound that goes straight to my gut, tightening everything I’ve got. Her full lips are softly parted, her face relaxed like she’s dreaming something good now.
I’ve waited too long to fucking dilly-dally any longer. I strip down, leaving my clothes on the floor in a heap. I cross to the bed and pull the fluffy blankets down so I can really look at her.
She doesn’t move as I sit beside her, my hand hovering just above her skin. The anticipation as I watch her sleep is almost too much, she’s all soft curves and heated skin. It’s like she’s waiting for me, trusting me with more than I could ever deserve.
Finally, I let myself touch her. My fingers skim her shoulder, tracing the strap of her tank top as I slide it down, exposing more of her smooth skin. She’s like fucking silk under my touch.
Her lips part, the faintest sound escaping her, and I swear I stop breathing. I lean in, pressing my mouth to her collarbone, flicking my tongue to taste her. She’s sweet, intoxicating, and my tongue lingers, trailing along her skin as I commit every detail to my memory. When I’m old, and I think back on my life, I know every memory will be of my girl.
My hand moves lower, down the curve of her side, fitting perfectly into the dip of her waist. Every part of her feels like it’s made just for me.
She stirs, her lashes fluttering but not opening, still heavy with sleep.
“Hayden?” she murmurs, her voice soft, groggy, still clearly in a dreamlike state. It’s barely a whisper, but it sends a bolt of heat through me and straight to my cock.
“I’m here,” I say, my voice low as I press another kiss to her neck. “I love you, princess.”
Her fingers sleepily brush against my chest, slow and searching, her body arching just a little toward mine on instinct.
“Lay with me,” she whispers, her words slurring as sleep pulls at her again. Her trust in me is absolute, and it’s my undoing.
“Of course, baby,” I murmur, my lips trailing along her jaw.
Madison sighs softly, her body relaxing completely, her breathing evening out again. Madison lies still beneath me, her body pliant as if she’s waiting for my touch. I press a hand to her thigh, the warmth of her skin searing into my palm. I don’t want to rush because as soon as I’m inside her, I have no control. The feel of her clenching around me takes every rational thought out of my brain and I want to take tonight to memorize every curve of her delicate frame.
My fingertips skim the curve of her leg, sliding upward with deliberate slowness. I dip my head, my lips following the path of my hand, tasting the faint salt of her skin and breathing her in like she’s my own personal brand of air. I could lose myself here, tracing every inch of her until there’s nothing left untouched.
My mouth finds the inside of her thigh, and I leave a slow, open-mouthed kiss there, savoring the way her muscles tighten under my touch. A soft, breathy moan slips from her lips, and it goes straight to my cock, the sound unraveling every thread of restraint I have left. I slide her sleep shorts and panties down together.
I can’t stop, can't slow down, and I don’t want to because I have all night to do anything I want.
I move higher, my hands framing her hips as I press my lips against the delicate curve of her stomach. My tongue flicks over her skin, tasting, teasing, and her body arches slightly in response. Her legs part without my insistence, allowing me to lay between her thighs.
I trail kisses up her body, removing her tank top as quickly as I can because I'm just annoyed that there’s anything separating us. My mouth latches onto one of her nipples while I roll the other one between my fingers. I move up, my cock resting heavy against her bare pussy as I hover my mouth just above hers. Her lips are parted, full and flushed pink, and I let my thumb drag over them before I claim her in a slow, devouring kiss. She tastes like the cherries from the drinks she had tonight. I swallow her quiet moan, deepening the kiss until it leaves us both out of breath.
I can’t take it anymore, I have to be inside her. As much as I love the idea of trapping her under my weight and pounding her into this mattress, I need full access to touch her everywhere all at once.
I roll her gently onto her side, wasting no time sliding up behind her. My hands find her hips, steadying her as I press against her, the head of my cock just brushing against her heat as her perfect ass comes back to rest against my hips. I hold there for a second, savoring the anticipation of entering her. I know she’s soaked for me, and I know how delicious she’s going to feel.
She lets out a soft, reverent whimper, her voice trembling as she breathes, “Hayden…”
It undoes me. Completely. Sound asleep, my fucking girl is whimpering my name, and it just doesn’t get any better than that.
“Fuck, baby,” I rasp, one of my hands wrapping around her throat as I pull her back against me. I slide inside her, slow at first, my body strung so tight it feels like I might shatter into a million pieces. She’s perfect, tight and slick and the way her body takes me so completely leaves me gasping. My other hand comes up to squeeze her breast. I need three more hands at least to touch her everywhere I want right now. I settle for sliding back and pushing inside her more quickly this time. She grips me like she wants to keep me inside her forever, and that’s enough to make me lose my damn mind.
“I’m sorry,” I murmur against her ear, my voice rough. “I don’t want to hurt you, but I need you, baby.”
She whines again, her head tilting back against my shoulder, her voice broken as she breathes my name like it’s the only word she knows.
“Are you dreaming of me fucking you, princess?” I grunt, my hips moving with a reckless, unrelenting need. Her breath catches, and even though I have my hand on her throat, restricting her movements, she tries to nod.
One more little whimper of my name, and I give in completely, losing myself in her, taking her like she’s the only thing that can save me from combusting.
Her body trembles under me, her breathing shallow and uneven as my fingers toying with her nipples move down her belly and find her clit. I know exactly how to touch her to have the first orgasm rolling through her slight body, her pussy contracting around my length so tightly I wince. If she does that again, I’m going to come, and I’m not ready for our first round of the night to be over. My cock slides into her slowly now, my thrusts are deliberate, pulling every soft, sweet sound from her lips I possibly can. She’s mine, every inch of her, and I’m going to prove it again and again.
I press my lips to her neck, as I piston into her, making her feel just how much I need her. She lets out a shaky gasp, her body arching back into me, and it’s like she’s begging for more without saying a word. I roll her clit between my fingers and suck on her neck at the same time. It’s enough to have her shaking, clenching, and finally coming on my dick.
“That’s it,” I murmur, my voice rough as my hand slides up and down her neck, soothing her even as I keep moving. “You’re so perfect. You’re taking my cock so well, princess.”
Her hands grip the pillow beneath her, her muscles tensing as the orgasm ripples, her body clenching tight around me. She lets out a broken cry, her entire body shaking, and I groan, the sight of her completely wrecked pushing me closer to the edge. She’s awake now, I can feel the shift in her body, and even though I haven’t had my fill of her yet, I’m glad I’ll be able to see her pretty eyes when I fill her with cum.
Letting her catch her breath. I move my hand from her clit and let my fingers tangle in her hair. I grip just enough to tilt her head, forcing her to look back at me. “Eyes on me,” I growl, my hips rolling deeper, trying to reach places I never have before.
Her half-lidded gaze meets mine, hazy and unfocused, and it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Madison’s lips part, and the softest gasp leaves her mouth. I know exactly where her mind is going, and my answer is still the same. I will never pull out. I will always come inside her sweet pussy, and that will never change.
“Baby, you need to pull?—”
The word baby hits me like a fucking freight train, and everything stops for half a second. She’s never called me that before, and it’s like a shot of adrenaline straight to my veins.
“Say it again,” I demand, my voice rough as I thrust harder, cutting her off before she can finish.
“Hayden—”
“Say it.”
Her body trembles again, her voice breaking as she moans. “Baby.”
It’s the best fucking thing I’ve ever heard. I can’t stop now. I won’t. My hand tightens in her hair, keeping her head tilted toward me as I lean down, my breath hot against her ear. “You don’t get to tell me to pull out,” I growl. “You’re mine. Every fucking part of you and I will fill you with my cum.”
She shifts, trying to twist around to face me, but it’s not up for discussion. I flip her over on her stomach and press her down flat into the mattress, my hand firm on her back as I fuck her. My hips have a mind of their own and the only goal is to fill her so completely that she’s tied to my soul. “Your pussy was meant for me to breed. You can feel it, I know you do. You crave it,” I rasp, my voice a low snarl. “I’ll always cum inside you. In your mouth. In your pussy. In your ass. I don’t care where it is, as long as I’m inside you.”
Her breath catches, and her soft whimper turns into a broken cry made of pure pleasure as I come harder than I think I ever have before, even with Madison. I stay buried inside her, holding her tight as my chest rises and falls against her back.
I pull out slowly, my cock still hard enough to make me want more, but I need her closer. I roll her onto her side, pulling her leg over my hip and sliding back into her, slower this time, until I’m seated as deeply as possible.
She groans, her fingers brushing against my chest. “That was intense,” she whispers, her voice sleepy and raw, but there’s no protest in her tone. I suspect Madison knows that when she tells me I can’t finish inside of her, it makes something primal snap inside of me. I’d be willing to wager that she loves that part of me.
I flex my hips just enough to give us both a little jolt of pleasure. “I’m not going to fuck you again right now. I just need to be inside you. Just like this.”
Madison’s body melts into mine, her breathing steady as I bury my face in her neck, my hand cupping her breast, my cock still buried deep. Suddenly all the stress that was plaguing me has dissipated and the only thing on my mind is my girl.