NINE #2
Hayley could feel her own heart hammering in her chest, flooding her body with fire.
She wanted Maddie. Bad.
Hayley abruptly released her hold and turned toward the hallway—to her bedroom. With one finger lifted over her shoulder, she beckoned for Maddie to follow. She didn’t bother waiting to see whether Maddie would or not. Hayley knew she would.
Hayley held the door open as Maddie walked through, then gently closed it behind them with a soft click. She turned and looked at Maddie, who stood silently waiting for her next instruction.
Hayley stepped closer and, in one swift motion, gripped the hem of Maddie’s tank top between her fingers and slid it up over her head. She tossed the shirt aside. True to form, Maddie was not wearing a bra. Hayley suddenly didn’t mind.
She met Maddie’s darkened turquoise gaze and held it while she reached forward and cupped her breast with one hand, running her thumb along the curved contour.
Maddie closed her eyes and sighed as goosebumps sprang up across her arms.
At a quiet hum of approval from Hayley, Maddie began to unbutton her skirt—the short, tight white skirt that had been tormenting Hayley all evening.
Her eyes followed the fabric’s path down Maddie’s body as she shimmied out of it. The muscles on Maddie’s thighs flexed with each move as they exposed her bare skin, inch by agonizing inch.
Hayley swallowed hard when she realized Maddie hadn’t been wearing any undergarments.
She trailed her fingertips along the length of Maddie’s forearms before wrapping her fingers around Maddie’s wrists like velvet cuffs.
Hayley looked her up and down slowly, appreciating the woman on display before her. Maddie was absolutely stunning.
She walked forward, pressing Maddie backward with her own body until the backs of Maddie’s knees hit the bed.
Caught off balance, Maddie sat down hard on the edge of the mattress. Hayley placed Maddie’s palms flat against the ivory bedspread and held them there for a suspended heartbeat, a wordless demand that Maddie was not to move.
Hayley waited until Maddie offered a slight, submissive dip of her chin, then released Maddie’s hands and straightened. Remaining close, Hayley wedged herself between her legs, Maddie’s face only inches from the soft spot beneath Hayley’s ribs.
Hayley reached for the hem of her own shirt and tugged it over her head. Under Maddie’s rapt gaze, she deliberately trailed her fingers along the waistband of her slacks before reaching for her belt buckle.
The steady pulse in Maddie’s neck leaped as Hayley slid the leather out of its loops. She paused, checking to make sure Maddie’s palms were still firmly against the mattress. Maddie’s jaw clenched with the effort, but her hands stayed pinned in place.
Hayley locked eyes with Maddie, undid the button, and let her slacks slide down past her thighs with a deliberate sway of her hips.
Bracing herself against Maddie’s shoulders for balance, she stepped out of the pooled fabric and settled carefully onto the bed, one knee on either side of Maddie’s lap.
Maddie’s eyes raked across Hayley’s skin, taking in her black lace bra and thong. Any trace of blue in her gaze was long gone, replaced by dark, blown pupils.
“Lie down,” Hayley commanded, then guided Maddie toward the center of the mattress.
Hayley lowered her body over Maddie’s, grinning at how willingly she had followed her directions. She hadn’t been sure at first whether Maddie would be capable of total submission, but it appeared to come naturally to her. Hayley’s own pulse thrummed with satisfaction.
Maddie reached out for her just then, and Hayley caught her wrists quickly.
She straddled Maddie’s waist and pinned her arms forcefully above her head, fixing her in place with a stern look.
“What did I say?”
Maddie pressed her lips together, her eyes gleaming with mischief, but stayed quiet.
Hayley tightened her grip around Maddie’s wrists, using her weight to press them firmly against the bed. She gave Maddie a warning look before slowly releasing them again.
Hayley’s fingers began to swim across Maddie’s shoulders and down her arms, before tracing a smooth path to Maddie’s chest until she cupped each of her breasts. She replaced her hands with her mouth, wrapping her lips around Maddie’s nipples before giving them each a quick flick with her tongue.
Beneath her, Maddie’s breath hitched, and her eyes fluttered.
When Hayley moved higher, digging her teeth into Maddie’s collarbone, Maddie’s body instinctively arched into her touch.
She trailed her tongue up Maddie’s neck, pausing to whisper into her ear. “Have you ever watched yourself get fucked?”
Maddie stiffened, her eyes going wide. She shook her head slightly.
“Use your words, Maddie. Tell me what you want,” Hayley urged, their lips only inches apart.
“I want… I want to watch you fuck me,” Maddie breathed, her voice trembling.
“Flip over,” Hayley commanded. “Face the mirror.”
Hayley shifted, allowing Maddie to reposition. Maddie was now lying on her stomach with her chin resting on her clasped hands.
Maddie’s gaze met hers in the floor-to-ceiling glass at the foot of her bed. “God, you’re sexy.”
The compliment sent a warm rush to Hayley’s cheeks. Putting her head down before Maddie could notice, she once again took her place on top. She bent over and began to run her tongue along Maddie’s spine, enjoying the subtle tremors that rippled through her from every touch.
Hayley grazed her fingertips down Maddie’s sides, then gripped her hips and lifted her onto her hands and knees in one confident, fluid motion.
Maddie was already breathing hard, each intake of air ragged and hitched. The sound was delicious, telling Hayley that Maddie was only a hair’s breadth from breaking already.
Hayley knelt behind her, her knees sinking into the plush bedspread, her eyes locked on Maddie’s through the mirror. She kept her grip on Maddie’s hip with one hand while the other disappeared between Maddie’s thighs.
“Fuck.” A gasp escaped Maddie’s lips, her eyelids squeezing shut as Hayley pushed two fingers inside. She could feel Maddie tighten around her as she began to slowly slide in and out.
“Open your eyes,” Hayley murmured against Maddie’s ear. “I don’t want you to miss a single second.”
Maddie obeyed, her vision focusing on the sharp smirk on Hayley’s face.
She gave the top of Maddie’s ear a quick nip with her teeth before trailing her lips down the back of her neck. She dug her teeth into Maddie’s shoulder—hard enough to leave a mark.
Maddie groaned and arched her back, pushing Hayley deeper inside.
“Faster,” Maddie cried out. “Harder.”
Hayley did neither of those things. Instead, she stalled her rhythm until Maddie whimpered in confusion.
“What do you say when you want something?” Hayley asked, raising a deliberate brow. Her free hand reached around Maddie’s thigh, grazing her clit.
Maddie whimpered again, panting hard. She looked desperate.
“Please. I want more. Please.”
Hayley added a third finger, feeling Maddie stretch to take her. Their gazes fused in the glass as she drove harder and deeper into Maddie, her fingers circling faster over Maddie’s swollen center.
“Shit, Hayley. Oh my God, I’m—” A moan tore out of Maddie as she shattered around Hayley’s fingers.
Hayley watched Maddie bite down on her bottom lip in the reflection as her body began to melt into sedation. After a final shudder, Maddie’s arms collapsed beneath her.
Hayley gently extricated herself from Maddie and settled beside her, smiling triumphantly.