Chapter 23 #3
She bursts out laughing, and I can’t tell you how much I’ve missed that sound.
“You need help with that?” She’s staring at my dick, waggling her brows.
“Yes, actually, I do, before I die of blood flow issues.”
“So dramatic.” She leans over to my nightstand. “Lube in here?”
She might have been open for my fingers, but we both know we normally need help once my dick is involved. It’s always been that way. No matter how much I warmed her up or how many times we fucked, lube was our best friend.
“Yup.”
Maddie’s continued laughter has me frowning, looking at her, confused. “Something funny, Goddess?”
“Just that nothing’s changed, and you have a bag of cherry lollipops in your nightstand.”
Oh. “Claud likes to snuggle with Skye and me, and I sneak them to her when we watch movies.”
And I’m slightly addicted.
“I’m sure that’s the only reason,” she quips, her laughter dying on her lips when she leans back and sees my dick back in my hand.
Fuck. I need to come, and soon.
In her, on her, it doesn’t matter.
I need her, especially when she’s looking up at me with those big emerald eyes, expressing how much she needs this too.
I take the bottle out of her hand and tell her to lie back, working the lube over me, then my fingers, pushing back inside her this time with four fingers, stretching her wider with each pass, loving that she’s still pulsing.
“Nathaniel. Please,” she begs.
With intention, I pull my fingers out of her and line myself up at her opening, taking my time to push in when I feel resistance. “It’s like I’m taking your virginity all over again.”
“You’re an idiot.” She grins, but her smile is soft when she cups my cheek. “And in case you were wondering, I'm on birth control.”
“I wasn’t wondering.”
“Nate.” She sighs, and I shut up with a kiss that leaves her hungry for more.
It’s been ten years, but the same mantra runs through my mind every time I’ve been inside of her. Slow, don’t hurt her. Slow, don’t hurt her.
But once I’m in, it’s fucking go time.
I widen my knees to give myself better traction, and when I feel her open up, I slide in deep, and I’m pretty sure I might have blacked out for a moment.
It’s always been like this.
So. Goddamn. Good.
And so fucking tight.
Maddie cries out as I bottom out, my eyes close as pleasure overcomes every nerve ending in my body, and I grunt out a guttural, “Fuck yeah.”
I pull out, our eyes locked, both of us with slackened jaws, when I slam back in.
I grab her hips, then begin riding her like I know she loves, with deep, measured thrusts.
So deep, I never know if she’s crying out in pain or pleasure, but when she’s yelling “Don’t stop,” thrashing her head side to side, moaning over the sound of our slapping skin, sending me out of my fucking mind, I know she loves it either way.
Her one leg wraps around my waist, while I pull the other up and over my shoulder, pumping her even deeper than before, taking in the beautiful view in front of me as the bed begins to hit the wall with force.
Maddie’s dark hair is splayed across the white, crisp linens, her cheeks are flushed, and her eyes are hooded with a deep desire I know she only has for me.
No other man has ever been with her.
My eyes roam, following her flush down her chest, and then finally to where our bodies meet, watching as I pull out and glide back in, feeling her contract around me each time, amazed at how wet my dick is, glistening from Maddie.
“Nate,” she whimpers, meeting me thrust for thrust. “It’s so good. So, so good.”
“Hell yeah, it is, Goddess. We’re mind-blowing together.”
A sheen of perspiration covers my body as I circle my hips up, finding the rhythm I know drives her out of her mind, and all too soon, I can feel the burn creeping up fast.
Fuck, it’s been too long, and this feels too incredible. I won’t last.
My jaw clenches, and I squeeze my eyes shut to hold back from coming.
“Harder,” she cries, and I slam into her, straining every muscle holding me up to give her my all.
This is us…pure, raw, insatiable.
There’s no way I can hold back any longer.
I begin chasing my release when Maddie’s muscles ripple around me, squeezing me so tight, I know she’s right there with me.
I thrust hard, once, twice, and then she clenches, digging her nails into my shoulders, crying out in pleasure, falling apart around me, and I’m helpless to do anything but follow her over the edge, throwing back my head, moaning loudly, as my cock jerks, releasing into her.
I lean down, and we kiss as I ride us slowly through the aftershock of our orgasms, then drop onto the bed, pull her over me, and easily slide back in, keeping us as close as possible.
I wrap my arms tightly around her shoulders and ask, “You okay, babe?”
“Mm-hmm.” She smiles against my lips. “More than okay. That was amazing.”
“I know, but, fucking hell, Mads, I thought my dick was going to snap in half. Your pussy’s like a vise. When did it get so strong?”
Her chest vibrates against mine from her laughter as she snuggles in closer. “You’re so stupid.”
I tug her a little tighter, beyond grateful that she forgave me, because I don’t know how I would go a lifetime without her in my life.
Maddie
My eyes fly open, and for a minute, I have no idea where I am until I feel a wet tongue swipe through my sex.
I buck off the mattress in pleasure. The familiar tightness in my lower stomach and the tingling creeping up from my toes are the only indicators that Nate’s been going down on me for a long time now.
Jesus, how many orgasms can someone safely have?
We’ve been at it all night, and I lost count at some point around two in the morning.
Surely this isn’t healthy or safe. I’m going to have to buy a jug of electrolytes tomorrow.
Nate moaning around me has me snapping back to attention, enjoying the deep vibration into my core.
His tongue laps me with hard, long licks, and the sexy eye raise he gives me as he flattens his tongue is such a turn-on, I can barely stand it. Just looking at him would typically make me come; he’s that hot.
Dark hair that’s perfectly messed up, a body to die for, and the way he is so turned on, dry humping the bed, truly enjoying every moment he pleasures me, is the best of it all.
“I don’t know if I can come again, Nate,” I whimper, but my hips don’t get the memo, as they slowly start working up a momentum against his face.
“Yes, you fucking will,” he growls, then drops his nose right at my core, and pulls in a deep, long breath, closing his eyes in reverence. “My favorite, most intoxicating scent.”
Dirty, sexy bastard.
“I-I…” Oh, this is too good. “It feels amazing, but I don’t think I can.”
He pulls back, his eyes darkening. “You wanna bet?”
No, not particularly because I already know he’s going to win.
He flicks his tongue over my clit in quick motions, causing my eyes to roll back and my breathing to pick up. Something wet leaks out of me and drips down my thigh, gracing me with another one of Nate’s moans, all from our combined juices.
Years ago, Addie told me most men would never do that, go down on someone after sex, but Nate loves it.
Tasting us together drives him wild.
The sound of my body’s response to him should be illegal, and he’s right; all too soon, I’m rushing toward another orgasm. One that starts so deep, you know it’s going to shake you to your core.
I grip his hair, holding him so tightly to me that I don’t care if he can breathe or not. At this moment, I need this release more than anything else in the world.
My hips thrust up, riding his face like it’s my favorite pastime…because it is…until I can’t take it anymore, and I let go, screaming, chanting Nate, over and over.
My legs are bolted out straight, uncontrollably shaking until finally the pleasure subsides, and I drop down, no longer levitating, and melt back into the bed.
The last thing I remember before I pass out is a look of triumph plastered across Nate’s beautiful face.