EIGHTEEN #3
“Right there,” she whimpered, her own hips rolling up to meet Maddie’s. “Fuck, Maddie—don’t stop.”
“Look at me.”
Hayley opened her eyes, and they burned with hunger.
Maddie held her gaze as she picked up her pace, burying herself completely inside Hayley each time. She watched Hayley arch and slide up the mattress with every thrust, the headboard knocking rhythmically against the wall.
“Yes,” Hayley gasped. “Oh God, oh fuck, oh—” Hayley’s words collapsed into a guttural moan that liquefied Maddie’s center.
Maddie allowed her weight to fall forward, still deep inside of Hayley, and kissed her urgently. Their mouths met with a fervor as if neither could survive without the other’s oxygen.
The world fell away around them. Hayley’s whimpers felt like a raw confession against her lips, ripping Maddie’s chest open.
She wished she could capture the sound, bottle it and keep it safe, tucked away from the harsh light of day so that she could crack it open on lonely nights and hear it again and again.
Hayley dug her nails into the back of Maddie’s neck, pulling her impossibly closer.
Maddie reluctantly broke the kiss, sliding the toy out of Hayley. She unclasped the harness and tossed it aside.
Hayley looked up at her from the bed, eyes wide with breathless confusion.
“Don’t move,” Maddie ordered.
She wasn’t sure if this would be the only chance she was ever going to get to be in control of Hayley, so Maddie decided to take full advantage of the opportunity before she handed back the reins.
She stepped out of the bedroom in search of the duffel bag she had brought, feeling the deep ache of her own need increasing by the second.
Maddie found what she was looking for and walked back into the room with her hands hidden behind her.
Hayley watched her suspiciously as Maddie climbed onto the bed and placed a knee on either side of her hips.
“Are you sure you’re really mine?” Maddie growled softly, her voice husky.
“Yes,” Hayley whispered, her hands roaming over the sides of Maddie’s thighs.
Bringing her hands forward, Maddie revealed a set of silk restraints, and she felt the shudder that ran through Hayley’s body.
Maddie tied a slip of fabric around each of Hayley’s wrists. “Move up.”
Hayley lifted herself, sliding backward toward the headboard.
Maddie’s tongue traced a slow, searing line up the expanse of Hayley’s chest to the column of her neck, savoring the salt on her skin. She reached up and pinned Hayley’s right arm above her head, then her left, leaving Hayley breathless and open beneath her.
Maddie shifted, crawling up Hayley’s body until she had a thigh on either side of Hayley’s face, sitting high enough to be just out of reach of her mouth. She looked down and watched Hayley bite her lower lip in anticipation.
“I didn’t say you could taste me yet.”
Hayley closed her eyes and drew in a long, deep breath through her nose while Maddie knotted each end of the silk around the bedposts—tight enough that Hayley wouldn’t break free, but with a careful slipknot that Maddie could pull to release her at a moment’s notice.
“Perfect.” Maddie smirked, pleased with her work.
She slid back down Hayley’s body and laid a quick kiss on her lips. She sat back on her heels, drinking in the sight of Hayley Maddox tied up and entirely at her mercy.
Hayley’s eyes were locked on Maddie, her chest heaving with deep, deliberate breaths.
“Let’s make a safe word,” Maddie suggested suddenly, out of an abundance of caution.
Hayley raised a brow at her.
“How about… Lakers?” Maddie asked, grinning at her own joke.
Hayley rolled her eyes but smiled back. “Whatever you say, baby.”
A jolt of adrenaline shot through Maddie as she watched Hayley’s armor fall away. Maddie hadn’t expected to be undone so completely—especially not in a moment she thought she was controlling.
But she caught the softness in Hayley’s eyes, a quiet, total surrender that cut straight to her core. Maddie felt more than just powerful. She felt chosen.
Still straddling Hayley, Maddie began to tease her own entrance with her fingers.
Under the weight of Hayley’s gaze, she felt herself bloom. Maddie circled her fingers around her own clit, then slowly slid deeper until she was pushing gently through her slits.
“Oh, fuck, Maddie.” Hayley bit her lip, groaning in frustration as she was forced to watch Maddie touch herself. “Please, let me,” she begged.
Maddie grinned, now moving two fingers in and out of herself, sliding up to circle her swollen clit each time before pushing back inside. “How do you plan on making me come without your hands?”
“With my tongue,” Hayley murmured, her eyes pleading.
Maddie slid her fingers out of herself and placed them on Hayley’s lips. “Not yet. I’m not done with you.”
Hayley pulled Maddie’s fingers into her mouth—a victorious smirk breaking across her face as she wrapped her lips around them.
Maddie began to work her way down Hayley’s body, kissing every inch of her skin in complete devotion. She paused between Hayley’s legs and looked up to find that Hayley was still watching her.
Wordlessly, Hayley spread her legs wider.
“I’ve been dying to taste you,” Maddie breathed. She’d been waiting months, years, to put her tongue to Hayley.
Maddie wrapped her mouth around Hayley’s clit, feeling the vibration of a low whimper as it escaped her parted lips. She flattened her tongue against Hayley’s center and began to circle, picking up speed as she went.
It wasn’t long before Hayley let out a broken moan, trembling as she fell into a state of ecstasy.
Maddie held tight to Hayley’s hips and buried her tongue further inside, determined to taste every last drop.
Hayley tried to close her legs, squeezing Maddie’s face with her thighs before Maddie pushed them back apart. “Do you want me to stop?”
“No,” Hayley rasped, closing her eyes to focus on relaxing the aftershocks that tensed her body.
When her legs went limp again, Maddie swiped her tongue up the length of Hayley’s slit once before easily slipping two fingers inside.
“Maddie,” Hayley groaned. “Baby. Oh. Yes.”
Hayley’s body began to shake as Maddie’s mouth worked in tandem with her fingers until Maddie felt Hayley tighten. Her back arched as her body tried to draw Maddie in even deeper.
Hayley’s fourth orgasm washed over her, and Maddie rode out every wave until Hayley was too sensitive to bear another touch.
“You taste even better than I imagined,” Maddie hummed, rising to her knees.
She moved to untie Hayley’s wrists when Hayley stopped her. “Wait. I want you to sit on my face first before you take them off.”
A powerful shiver ran through Maddie’s entire body at the request. She returned to her earlier position, knees on either side of Hayley’s head, her center hovering just above Hayley’s mouth. But this time, Maddie lowered herself down until she felt the flick of Hayley’s tongue.
Something profound shifted between them that night, and Maddie knew there would be no coming back from it.
She wanted this feeling, this fierce, undeniable connection with Hayley, to stretch on forever.
She wanted to be completely absorbed into Hayley’s world, to become the person she trusted most, the one she chose every single day.