10. Madelyn #2
Before I can say anything, Miles grabs both of my thighs, pulling me closer to his face. I can feel his breath hot against my clit, and I throw my head back at the overwhelming warmth. He may not be touching me yet, but I’m already panting, the craving eating away at any nerves I had before.
“Eyes on me, baby. I want you to watch me while I feast on your pussy.”
Fuck.
His words send my heart into a nosedive, my stomach flipping as I force myself to do what he asked. My gaze drops to him, and the intensity in his eyes leaves me completely unraveled. They’re burning with raw desire and hunger that’s reserved only for me.
His lips brush just above my pubic bone, his warm breath fanning across my skin and sending a shiver racing through me. My back arches instinctively, drawn toward him before I can stop myself. A deep, low rumble vibrates against me, and the sound alone is enough to make my pulse thunder in my ears.
His eyes meet mine as he flattens his tongue, licking up my clit and lapping up every drop of my arousal. His tongue flicks against me, pleasure blooming through my body in slow, intoxicating waves, leaving every nerve ending humming beneath my skin.
“Oh my god, Miles!” I moan, and I feel him smile against me.
Just when I thought I couldn’t feel more overwhelmed, his tongue dips inside me.
A broken sound escapes my lips as I cling to the sheets beneath me, my entire body trembling beneath the weight of everything I’m feeling.
It’s too much and somehow not enough all at once.
I don’t know how much more I can take, but I know I don’t want this moment to end.
Miles’ grip on my thighs tightens as he pulls me further into him and continues to devour my pussy like it’s a three course meal.
He sucks and nips at my clit, circling his tongue along the sensitive bundle of nerves until fire is pooling in my lower abdomen.
I attempt to push him away, not sure if I can take whatever is about to come next, but he only holds me tighter against his mouth, sinking his tongue deeper inside me.
Miles lifts his head and I groan in displeasure.
Why the fuck did he stop?
The sudden absence of him leaves me reeling, my body still caught in the intense moment even though my mind is desperately trying to play catch up. I don’t know how he became the one person who could make every wall I’ve built come crashing down, but somehow he did.
I glance down at him, my cheeks heating when I see his face glistening with my arousal all over him, but the intensity in his eyes steals whatever thought I had left.
There’s something almost addictive about the way he looks at me—like I’m not a burden or something to fix, but someone he wants exactly as I am.
And maybe that’s what overwhelms me the most. Not that he can unravel me, but that I’m finally letting someone.
“This might hurt at first,” he whispers, gripping my hips to anchor me, “but I promise I’ll make it feel good. Be a good girl and spread your legs wide for me, baby.”
My mind goes completely blank. I don’t know how much more of this torture I can take, but I am begging for it. Dying for it.
The second Miles’ fingers graze my slick center, a violent jolt of electricity shoots straight to my core, making my hips jerk helplessly beneath him.
“Relax baby.”
I force myself to open up for him, whimpering as his fingertips swirl against my clit, slicking the heat between my thighs. It feels too good, a raw, piercing euphoria that shatters my control. I’m thrashing beneath him, my cries echoing in the room as I scream his name over and over.
“You ready, baby?” he asks, his tone thick with arousal. I nod frantically, but he refuses to let me off that easily, shaking his head. “I need to hear you say it, Maddie. Use your words.”
“Yes! Yes, I’m ready!” I’m practically screaming, entirely consumed by the pleasure. A dark smile spreads across Miles’ face as he brings his fingers to his lips and sucks them clean, holding my gaze as he tastes me.
“Mmmmm, so fucking sweet.”
He circles my clit again once more, teasing me, before slowly sinking a finger inside. My hips arch off the bed and I cry out loudly as he slowly pumps his single digit in and out of me.
It stings so bad. I’ve never had anything inside of me before, not even a tampon, but the stinging sensation quickly fades and the thrusting of his finger finally starts to feel good as his thumb rubs circles against my clit.
“Good girl, Maddie. Fuck, you’re so goddamn tight. I’m going to add another finger, okay?”
“O-okay,” I whimper.
Miles looks down, spitting right onto my pussy, watching as it drips right where he wants it before gently adding another finger. The deep stretch makes me shudder, but the faster he pumps, the more my body yields to the sensation.
“You’re doing so good, baby. I need you to come for me now.”
Keeping his eyes pinned to mine, Miles dips his head back between my thighs.
He opens his mouth and sucks greedily on my swollen clit while his fingers hammer deep inside me.
The tension in my lower abdomen coils tighter and tighter, until it's right on the verge of snapping and threatening to take over my entire body.
Vertigo hits me hard, my vision blurring at the edges as my orgasm finally breaks, ripping through me in violent, relentless shockwaves.
“Oh, fuck!” I cry out, clawing at Miles’ hair anchor myself as I drown in my first ever orgasm.
My body convulses beneath him, but he doesn’t break his beautiful rhythm.
His fingers pump faster, harder, ruthlessly milking my orgasm until I’m violently shaking, screaming so loud he has to lift himself up, clamping his mouth over mine to swallow the noise.
I’m struggling to catch my breath against his lips, trying to recover from a high so intense, it almost feels lethal.
Stars dance along my vision, my ears ringing from the pleasure of it all.
I feel like I lost all of my senses except for the hyper sensitive ache between my legs.
I blink the stars away as Miles removes his fingers, returning them to his mouth and sucking them clean.
When he kisses me again, the taste of my own arousal is sharp and potent on his tongue, but honestly, I love tasting myself there. Knowing this man just had his face buried in my pussy makes my stomach drop in the best way possible.
Before I can think about what I’m doing, I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him closer to me and intensifying the kiss. The heavy, rigid heat of his erection presses directly against my aching clit. I roll my pelvis up, grinding against him, desperately seeking that high all over again.
I pull back just enough to sink my teeth into his shoulder, biting and sucking hard, wanting to leave my mark right in the middle of the tattoos that cover his skin.
Miles growls darkly against my ear, his palms squeezing my bare ass as he pins me down.
I don’t know what’s come over me, but I’m practically mauling this man, desperate for a round two.
The rough texture of his jeans scraping against my clit wrings a loud, broken moan from my throat.
“Baby, if we don’t stop now, I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk tomorrow,” he warns, his breath hitching as he holds himself back. “And I know you’re not ready for that.”
I chuckle, a little self conscious at how feral I’m acting, but the warm smile on his face melts all my anxiety away.
There’s something about him that grounds me, making me feel entirely secure in my most vulnerable state.
It feels like nothing I do could ever be wrong in his eyes. Everything I give him is enough.
I’m enough.
“Did you enjoy that?” he asks, his fingers tracing a path up to tuck a coil of my curls behind my ear.
Between the faint sheen glistening on his lips from my release and the pure, unadulterated lust in his eyes, he’s so breathtakingly attractive it hurts.
“I did,” I admit, my cheeks heating up with a blush I can’t control. “I think I’d like to do that again…sometime.”
Miles grins, chuckling softly as his eyes lock onto mine. “Yeah? Well, I think I’d like to do that all the time.”
My heart hammers against my ribs as a scream rips from my throat. Rough hands clamp onto my shoulders, shaking me.
No, no, no. He’s supposed to be dead.
“Maddie, please wake up, baby.”
My eyes fly open and I find myself staring into a pair of piercing blue eyes, wide in concern.
“Hey! Hey, Maddie, it’s just me.” Miles grabs me as I thrash, pulling me against his chest and into steady, reassuring arms.
“You’re okay. You’re safe,” he coos.