Chapter 20
Chapter Twenty
PARKER
T his is probably the part where I should tell Maddie everything and confess that we’d been conspiring behind her back. But when she asked me to kiss her, all coherent thoughts went straight out of the window, and I got lost in her.
I thread my fingers through her hair, tilting her head a fraction to deepen the kiss.
There’s something about Maddie’s soft, pillowy lips that has me wanting to kiss her forever.
Nothing else compares to it. Her resounding moan as I haul her closer isn’t helping either.
My dick’s rock hard from her rubbing herself against me—or is it me rubbing against her? I can’t tell.
Picking her up, I grab her ass cheeks and give them a firm squeeze. Her skin bends under my grip, and I love how it wobbles. Trailing kisses down her neck, I stumble to the bedroom, Arty under my feet.
Gently placing Maddie on the bed, I lay my body over hers. She wraps her legs around my waist, gripping me between them so tightly it feels like she doesn’t want to let me go. Capturing her lips again, I run a hand down her collarbone to her breasts. Her back arches as I rub the palm over one.
A wet nose and purring in my ear make me stop. Slowly drawing back from Maddie, I tilt my head, finding Arty’s green eyes staring back at me.
“Arty,” Maddie exclaims, covering her eyes.
Standing up, I grab Arty and walk to the bedroom door. “Sorry, little guy, but this is not for your eyes.” I place him down gently and close the door. “There’ll be no cock blocking tonight.”
Prowling back to my girl, I remove my T-shirt. She sits up on her elbows, her eyes full of lust as she watches me.
“Now, where were we?” I ask, my tone low and laced with desire.
Maddie blushes but says, “You were about to ruin me in the best way possible.”
My dick leaks with pre-cum, and I have to give myself a squeeze to stop from blowing my load. Because yeah, I’m about to do that.
“Take your top off, sweetheart,” I order gruffly.
She does as I say without hesitation. Her T-shirt gets flung to the other side of the room without a care, and I watch, enraptured, as she slowly removes her bra, teasing me with her movements.
Once it’s finally off, I nearly drop to my knees in worship because staring back at me are the sexiest, perkiest breasts I’ve ever seen.
The dusky pink of her nipples offsets her skin tone, and I lick my lips.
Coming to my senses, I crawl up the bed, grabbing her legs and tugging her lower half to the edge.
I reach up and place my mouth over her right nipple, sucking on it.
I swipe my tongue against it, causing Maddie to moan.
She pushes her breast further into my mouth as I bring my other hand up to tweak her left nipple .
“That feels so good, Parker,” she pants, sweat beading her brow. “Harder.”
Having a woman tell me what she loves and how she likes it is one of the hottest forms of communication I’ve ever heard. Cause if I don’t know what’s working for her, how will I know to do it again and again?
I bite down on her nipple gently, and she lets out a squeal before throwing her head back.
I move down her body slowly, trailing kisses along every inch of exposed skin.
I want this woman marked by my kisses. They may not be seen to the naked eye, but I’ll know that it's my scent all over her body, like I’m marking her as my own.
I shuffle myself down, my knees on the floor as I gently pull her leggings down. She’s wearing a pair of barely there lace panties, and my mouth waters, dying for a taste. I remove her panties and run a finger through her slit.
“Mmm, soaked for me, sweetheart?” I ask, circling her clit for a moment before inserting a finger into her cunt. “Want me to fuck you so hard you see stars?”
“Please. I want that so bad.”
I push another finger into her, moving in a slow rhythm, grazing her G-spot with each movement. I watch in fascination as Maddie’s hands clutch her bed sheets and her back arches, chasing the high. Leaning down, I lick her clit, her musky scent driving me wild.
“Yes, don’t stop,” she pleads, breathlessly.
“I’m gonna fuck this pretty pussy of yours raw, sweetheart, and when you think you can’t take anymore, I’m gonna do it all over again with a smile on my face,” I growl before sucking her clit into my mouth and thrusting my fingers.
Maddie grabs my hair, pushing my face further into her. “Fuck— yes ! Oh god, don’t stop. Please, please, please.”
I think I just found my new favorite sound—my girl begging.
Her cries get louder, and I know she’s close.
I grind into the mattress, craving my own friction.
Her cries of pleasure are a turn on in themselves, and I’m not sure how long I’m going to last, but one last swipe of my tongue and my fingers grazing against her G-spot has her coming with a scream and me nearly with her.
She breathes heavily, her body jerking with aftershocks as she sinks into the bed, looking completely sated.
I could stare at her all day like this—hair like a halo around her on her pillow, her eyelashes fluttering against her cheeks, a flush covering her chest and neck, and I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight.