Chapter Seventeen GRAHAM #2
“Oh, you will, but I need something to keep me in check,” I said flatly.
And then, we were kissing again, stretching out on her bed, and Madison was pure fire.
Her skin was silky against me, and she kissed with abandon.
Once she stopped thinking, she threw herself into it.
She nipped my lip, arching and flexing under my touch as I let my palms map her sweet body.
Her belly trembled under my touch, her thighs shifting restlessly as I slid a palm down one.
I found my way back up and cupped her mound, letting out a groan in her mouth when I discovered the wet silk there.
I wanted to rush. I was near frantic to have all of her.
But I was going to make sure this was good.
I didn’t get nights like this. I didn’t let myself have them.
Madison was a person out of my world. Even though she was my neighbor, she wasn’t someone I’d known for my whole life.
This time with her was freedom contained in a capsule of this single night.
I teased her nipples through the lacy silk and finally unclasped her bra.
I lifted my head from where I’d been making love to the sweet curve of her neck.
Her breath was coming fast, her breasts rising and falling with her ragged gulps of air.
Her nipples were deep pink and damp from my attentions.
I trailed my knuckles over them lightly, loving how she flexed into my touch and the passion-drowsed look in her eyes.
I dipped my head and tasted one of her nipples without anything between us.
God. She had this musky, slightly sweet flavor to her as if someone had sprinkled sugar on her skin with a dash of salt.
She let out a sharp cry when I grazed my teeth over her nipple as I drew away.
I made my way down her body, blazing a hot trail of kisses over her belly and roughly dragging her panties off.
I heard the rumpling of silk as they fell on the floor when she kicked them free of her ankles.
I kissed the insides of her thighs, and she trembled beneath me when I trailed my fingers through her slippery wet folds.
I needed to taste her. I sank two fingers inside just as I brought my mouth down.
She bucked her hips roughly into my touch, crying out.
I meant for this to take a while, but it didn’t.
Only two more strokes of my fingers inside her as I swirled my tongue around her clit, and then she shuddered roughly.
I’d never once cared if someone cried my name, but I loved hearing it in her raspy twang.
I rose up, taking a moment to simply look at her.
Fuck, she was glorious. Her skin was flushed and dewy, her eyes wide and her dark hair a tangle on the pillows behind her.
She looked like a fallen angel, something pure and jaded about her.
I wanted to know all of her secrets and unveil them one at a time until she was mine.
Mine?
I wasn’t thinking clearly and gave myself a shake. I stood, finally unbuttoning my jeans. It was then I realized I had not planned for this moment. Not at all.
Madison must’ve read my expression because she asked, “What?”
“I don’t have a condom,” I said bluntly as we stared at each other.
She cleared her throat. “I have an IUD. I haven’t been with anybody for over a year, and I can assure you I’m clean.” Her voice went from husky to crisp as she spoke.
I wasn’t ready to fess up that I hadn’t been with anybody in over two years, but what the hell?
“Since we’re being honest, it’s been two years for me.” Madison’s eyes went wide, and I shrugged. “Single father and all that, small town. Everything’s complicated.”
There were many things I didn’t trust. I wouldn’t say I trusted Madison in the sense that I knew her story and I knew everything about her. I knew she had secrets, but in this, I trusted her completely. There was something too practical about her. She lifted her chin, holding my eyes.
“Get over here,” she murmured with a crook of her finger.
That hint of bossy was another sharp spur in my desire, which was already rampaging out of control.
My jeans joined hers on the floor in less than a second, and I was sinking down over her.
I wanted her to ride me. So, I rolled over swiftly, shimmying back on the bed until I was propped against the pillows.
She sat astride me with her hair falling in midnight waves around her shoulders, and her nipples playing peek-a-boo through the locks.
I slid my hands down her sides, over the sweet dip of her waist and the lush curve of her hips.
“It’s your turn,” I said gruffly.
I thought I was in control. I really did. But then, she rose, reaching between us, and I felt the slick kiss of her core followed by the slow slide inside her rippling, silky clench. My head thumped back as I let out a ragged groan. “Holy hell.”
I almost came instantly, but I gritted my teeth and clung to my control.
Opening my eyes, I took in the sight of her. Her dark lashes swept against her cheeks, and she bit the corner of her lip. She held still, her breath coming in sweet little pants.
“Look at me, sweetheart,” I murmured. I gripped her hips tightly, pressing my fingers into the luscious give of her flesh.
Those lashes lifted, and her eyes met mine.
I nudged a little deeper into her, and she blinked, shuddering a little.
Then she rose again, sinking down and bringing me into her sheath.
I felt her body tightening, her pussy rippling around my cock.
She rocked again, just a little nudge, and then I felt her entire body tremble.
My own release slammed through me so hard and fast it was like a whipsaw.
Then it was all over but for the shudders.
She fell against me, her head dipping into the curve of my neck.
I held her body against mine, stunned at the force of my own release.
Even more, I was shocked at just how much I didn’t want to let go of her.