39. Madelyn
MADELYN
A spike of adrenaline rushes along my veins as Kayden pushes me into the locker room and corners me against one of the shower booths.
I can’t stop staring at him, his chiseled, muscled body that’s twice my size. Can’t stop tracing my fingers over every single one of his abs and the tattoos on his chest.
I want to claim every single part of him.
My heart is thumping in my throat, thoughts of getting caught, of being discovered like this make both my heart race and my pussy throb. There’s a thrill to it.
Doing something so wrong. It feels great.
I don’t want to ever feel anything else.
Yesterday, we had our first official night together as a couple, right after he took my virginity, and it was memorable and twisted on its own. But we were alone.
This time, there’s more at stake. And it’s the combination of danger and edginess I need to make my heart rush.
Kayden turns the shower handle, and water pours on us, cold at first, making me shiver. He pulls me aside as he adjusts the temperature and once that’s fixed, I jump back under the water.
He joins me, locking me between both his arms with my back against the wall. The warmth of the water trailing down our bodies relieving the tiredness from all that we’ve been through the past few weeks.
One of Kayden’s hands tightens around my neck. He towers over me, putting some pressure on my throat.
The other forces my thighs to spread.
“Open wide, Little Demon.”
He lowers himself to the floor, resting on his knees. Steam forms around us, and he’s placing himself right at my pussy, staring at it as if I’m some piece of art. Water drips down his hair, and it doesn’t faze him. He doesn’t look away.
The way he’s hypnotized by me makes my core clench. My whole-body is overheating and bursting with happiness.
“Such a pretty cunt.” He parts my folds with his thumb.
I squirm against his touch.
“I can’t believe it’s mine.”
“Always yours, Kayden. As long as you want me.”
He rubs that same thumb over my clit, circling it and earning a yelp of pleasure from me.
God, it feels so good.
“Such a naughty girl,” Kayden says, a smile spreading across his lips. His index finger traces a line on my slit, coated with my arousal.
“So wet already.” He groans, adding another finger and sliding it across my pussy lips back and forth. “So eager for her brother’s cock.”
“Yes,” I admit. “I am.”
He plunges both fingers inside me, and I’m ready. The words make my pussy clench around his thick fingers. They’re not as good as his cock inside me, but close enough.
A moan slips free, and I roll my hips against him. Rocking myself back and forth. Eager to feel him deeper.
“So fucking greedy,” Kayden says. “You’re going to make a mess on my hand, Maddy.”
I lower myself onto his fingers, forcing them in and out of my pussy.
He curls them inside me, clinging to me instead of letting go, hitting that sweet spot.
My release curls low in my stomach, the waterfall between us disguising my moans. I’m close.
Despite having wasted all these years yearning for each other, wanting something we thought we couldn’t have, it’s as if he knows exactly what kind of touch I need. He’s naturally talented at giving me the pleasure I crave.
His hands were meant to be on my body.
He pulls his fingers out of my pussy, and disappointment washes over me.
I’m clenching around air, empty, and I whimper.
“What’s the matter, baby? You wanted me to make you come with just my fingers?”
I gnaw at my lip, stare down at him, and nod.
“I told you I’m going to claim you, Madelyn. Me, not my hand.”
He’s still kneeling, and he smirks before guiding his eyes to what’s in front of him.
With one hand, he parts my lips again, staring right at my pussy. He sticks his tongue out and licks, tasting me, his mouth molding against my sex with ease.
My back arches, the memory of a couple of nights ago in my bed flashes through my head, so similar, yet so different.
“So fucking sweet and wet for me,” Kayden whispers between licks.
He runs his tongue along my slit, and I shiver with the sudden pleasure. He slides in and out of my opening with his tongue. Then, back and forth, alternating between slow and fast strokes.
He’s eating me so good, I’m a whimpering mess. My voice is being drowned out with the sounds of the water running.
I squirm up and down the wall with each one of his movements, my hands pulling at his hair, pushing him into me.
“You taste incredible, Little Demon,” he says, pausing. “Every time I taste you, it’s better than the previous. God. How?”
His words send me higher, warmth flooding deep within me.
He grabs one of my legs and stretches it over his shoulder before diving back in. It gives him better access, allowing him to push his tongue deeper.
I moan. “Oh, yes. Yes.”
He’s feasting on me, and my breath picks up with every delicious touch. Pleasure slithers throughout my body. My hips buck, and he unlocks his lips from mine, looking up at me with an evil smile.
“N-no,” I whimper.
“Yes,” he reassures me, getting up off the floor. “I can’t hold back anymore. I have to have you.”
“Then, I’m ready.” I wrap my hands around him and glue my body to his, unwilling to let the moment of emptiness drag on. I want him inside me, now, taking me to oblivion.
“Ready for what?” His face lights up.
“For you.”
“You want me to fill you up with my cock?”
I gnaw at my lip, the words he rasps are obscene and a turn on at the same time, sending a jolt of electricity through my body.
“Yes.”
“Fuck.” He lets out an animalistic growl, grabbing his length between his hands and stroking it, showing me his hardness. The thick head of his cock is wet with pre-cum.
“Do you like watching me?” He smirks.
“Yes.”
“Are you thinking of my cock inside your needy cunt?”
I nod.
“Good. Let me make your dreams come true, then, baby. Turn around for me.”
I listen and follow his words, turning around and giving him my back.
He pins me against the wall, seizing my wrists at the small of my back before moving his hand to my hair and yanking it, making me arch my back and expose my ass and pussy to him.
He places his thick head at the opening of my center from behind, the warmth of him making me clench in anticipation, ready to be destroyed by him. He drags his cock along my slit, reassuring it’s wet and slippery for him, and I rock back and forth against him.
“Fuck.” He groans. “You’re dripping.”
Even though I’m ready, nothing prepares me for the rush that spreads throughout me when he plunges his cock into my tight pussy. The fullness he gives me is different from yesterday, the strokes are deeper and harder, making my eyes roll back as pleasure bursts out of me.
I look at him over my shoulder before lowering my eyes and watching as the head of his cock rams into me once more, the visual causing heat to slither across my body.
God. It’s so hot.
He flattens his body against me, trapping me between him and the wall.
Allowing for better and deeper contact between us, as the fullness of his cock sets my body on fire.
One of his hands is cemented to my hair, pulling with every other thrust, causing my pussy to clench even more with the little pain.
He thrusts into me at a slower pace, gradually picking up as I grow adjusted to his size.
“Faster, please,” I beg.
“Fuck.” He grunts, doing as I say. “Do you like it when I take you from behind, Little Demon?”
I moan, and he takes that as a yes, thrusting erratically into me.
With each pounding of his cock, another sensitive spot is discovered. His chest presses against my back, sticking to my wet skin.
A few more thrusts, and Kayden pulls out, spinning me round to change positions. Picking me up, I wrap my legs around his waist.
He angles his cock at my center again and slams into me mercilessly this time.
I whimper, letting my voice drown out with the water pouring down us.
He sucks on the skin between my neck and my shoulder, tracing my skin with his tongue, trailing it all the way down to my nipple. Sucking and licking, he pounds in a regular rhythm. The combination of pain and pleasure as he fills me up with his cock becomes almost insufferable.
He’s bringing me closer to oblivion, and I can’t stop staring at him. I am captivated by this unbelievable man.
He’s like a scene out of a movie. My very own hero caught in the rain, hair wet, drops dripping down the length of his body. Darkened blue eyes that stare deep into your soul even when lost in ecstasy.
I could get lost in him forever, seduced by his looks and the way he cherishes my body. I’m his sanctuary and he’s making sure every single one of my needs is met.
He stops playing with my nipples, and presses me hard against the wall, heightening the speed of his thrusts. Fucking me harder and harder. His cock is ramming in and out of me, and I find myself throwing my head back and becoming louder, as moan after moan slips free of my mouth.
He cups my chin with two fingers and forces my eyes to meet his, locking our gazes together again.
“Eyes on me, baby.”
His lips are so close to mine. I want to taste him; I crave his mouth on mine.
But I also can’t let go of this intimate moment between us.
Me, watching him, succumbing to the ocean of his eyes as he fucks me against the shower wall, making me so full of him.
So…safe. Staying here with me, connecting with me, wanting to take me deeper.
I’ve craved this for so long. Every thrust brings me closer to paradise, every pounding closer to him.
“Kayden,” I whimper. “It feels so good.”
“Yeah? You like it? You like me burying my cock deep inside you?”
“Yes…” And I need more. “Deeper.”
I buck my hips against him, demanding what I want.
“More.”
He complies, thrusting deeper, hitting a new spot. A sharp pleasure forces me to arch my back and sends my eyes rolling.
“My good girl.” He groans. “Wanting so bad to be full of me.”
Thrust.
“You’re taking me so well.”
His words send me over the edge now, my climax building. I just need a little bit more—A little—
“I need—”
“What do you need, Madelyn?” he asks. “Tell your big brother how you like to be fucked.”
I’m pushing against him, yearning for that extra friction. “M-more.”
“More how?” He pulls out of me halfway and slams into me again so hard my whole-body bounces.
I scream.
“Like this?”
“Yes.” Licking my lips, sweat dripping down my body. “And—”
He stares at me, a smirk stretching across his face, waiting for me to use my words.
“Fingers.”
His eyebrow lifts, and he directs his hand between us, his middle finger finding my clit, pressing against it as I let out another whimper. “Is this what you need?”
I nod.
“Use your words, Little Demon.”
“Yes. There.” I moan. He rubs my nub in a slow circle. “Keep going.”
The combination of his cock inside me and the movements of his finger make me bounce my hips.
“Faster, Kayden.”
His grin is deliciously evil. His eyes darken. “I’m going to destroy your pussy, Little Demon. I’ve warned you.”
He speeds up both his hand and the motion of his hips. Thrusting faster and faster. Rubbing my clit with more intensity. He slams in and out of me, not pulling his whole length out, but only halfway, before thrusting back in.
I plummet over the edge, my hips arching toward him, aching for the intensity of it all, the ecstasy filling me up with every push.
“Kayden,” I purr. Thrust. “Kayden.”
“Yes?” Kayden picks up his pace even further.
Thrust.
“I’m close.”
“Good.” Thrust. “Scream my name when I make you come.”
I rock my hips against his hand, focusing on feeling every single emotion he’s making me feel. His cock fills me up so well, I don’t think I ever want to be empty of it again.
With one last thrust, he sends me over the edge, my hips and legs trembling in his hold.
Fuck.
“Kayden, I’m coming.”
He doesn’t stop touching me. His hand remains on my overly sensitive clit as I ride out my climax. I’m hanging on at the entrance to heaven, clenching around his cock, before my body lets go.
It takes a few more moments for him to spasm, and I know he came, too.
Both of our bodies are out of energy. He holds me close, pressing me between him and the wall. My boobs are crushed against his chest. He leans down, and our mouths collide.
“My Maddy.” He moans between kisses. “You’re so fucking addictive. I don’t think I can ever let you go.”
“Good.” I smile against his mouth. “Because I don’t want you to.”
He stops to stare at me, his face rid of emotion. He’s the perfect view, even now, under the head of the shower, as water drops fall down his body. “I love you, Maddy. I really do.”
Warmth spreads throughout my chest. “I love you, too, Kayden.” Words have never been so easy to say. “Every side of you. The good, the bad, and the in between.”
“The bad?” He lifts an eyebrow. “And what would that be, baby? You’re the one with the fucked up fantasies.”
I scoff. “Don’t pretend you don’t enjoy making each one of them come true.”
“Oh, I’m not pretending. I fucking love it. And we have a long list. Nothing is off limits. If you want the moon, just say the word, and I’ll bring it down for you and fuck you on it.”
I purse my lips. “Tempting. Do you think you could do that?”
He cackles. “For you? In a heartbeat.”
“I’m so lucky to have you.”
“You always had me, Madelyn. You had me from the first hello, and that first hesitant hand stretched my way. I was just an idiot who didn’t know how to react to someone so warm, so caring—so beautiful. I’m lucky to have you.”
He pins me against the wall and presses his lips to mine, and I let myself get lost in the waterfall of the shower, allowing my heart to expand and, for once, finally feel—no fear attached.
“Mine.”
I’m his. Forever.
“Ours,” he rasps between kisses.
I caress his face and giggle. “Yours.”
Rights and wrongs, split personalities, trauma, misunderstandings, our love surpasses it all.
Mine. God, I love the sound of that word.