Chapter 21
Chapter Twenty-One
MADDIE
I feel like the breath has been knocked out of me from the intense orgasm that just hurtled through me. My body feels like it's on another plane, neither here nor there, and I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard.
“Wow,” I murmur, my eyes finally opening.
Parker stares back at me, desire written all over his face as his tongue flicks across his lips that are still slick with me.
“Haven’t even got to the best part, sweetheart,” he teases, standing up and pushing his jeans and boxers down.
I lick my lips without thinking, my pussy clenching as I take in his naked body. From the chest hair peppered across his chest, down to the V of his hips. The line of hair from his belly button to his cock that’s glistening with pre-cum. He’s just… perfect.
Pushing up off the bed, I wobble, my legs shaky from my world-changing orgasm, and drop to my knees in front of him. Parker gazes down at me, his mouth slightly parted and his chest heaving up and down .
“You look so pretty on your knees for me, sweetheart,” he says as he runs a finger down my face.
I lean into his touch before reaching my hand out and placing it around his length. He’s hot and heavy in my palm as I stroke him. He lets out a low groan, throwing his head back.
Wrapping my lips around him, I suck his length further into my mouth. He gasps, his hand gripping my hair tightly as he thrusts in and out, slowly at first but getting quicker and quicker the closer he gets to his release.
Tilting my head, just enough to meet his gaze, my breath catches as he stares at me, like he’s caught between worship and disbelief. I double down in my efforts, wanting to please him, but he pulls me away.
“I plan on choking you with my cum at some point, sweetheart, but tonight is not the night,” he grits out, hauling me into his arms. “Tonight, I’m going to cum in this pussy of yours.
” He trails a finger through my slit, and my knees threaten to buckle.
“Let’s see if I can’t make you scream louder this time. ”
He rubs my clit as I nod emphatically, his words sending a wave of desire through me. I widen my legs for him to get a better angle, but he whispers in my ear, “On the bed, baby.”
I do as he says, lying on my back and spreading my legs for him. His chest rumbles with a growl in response. Parker grabs his cock, pumping it up and down a few times before holding the base and squeezing.
“Do you want me to use a condom?” he asks as he steps closer.
I shake my head. “I’m clean, and I’m on birth control. I trust you.”
I’ve never gone without a condom before, but with him, I want to experience everything. I don’t want to feel the plastic of a condom scraping against my walls; I want the feel of his soft skin against mine.
“You really are trying to make me cum before I’ve even got inside that pussy of yours, aren’t you?” he says, a look of pain on his face.
“How about you stop talking, and get your ass over here, hmm?” I sass with a smirk.
“Yes, ma’am,” he replies, getting onto the bed and sliding between my legs.
The bed dips with his weight as he lays his body on top of mine.
I wrap my legs around his waist as he brings one hand down to line himself up with my entrance.
The shiver of excitement that runs through me at the thought of having his cock inside me is amplified as he slams into me, filling me to the hilt.
I cry out, but he slams his lips on mine.
Our tongues slide against one another as he begins moving.
Parker’s thrusts are hard but shallow, perfectly hitting my G-spot.
I’ve never had someone manage to do that during sex before, so as soon as he uses his free hand to rub my clit, I rip my lips away from his and come with a scream.
Parker keeps fucking up into me, his thrusts getting harder and sloppier.
Our sweat-soaked bodies slap against each other as the creak of the bed echoes around us, but in this moment, I’m too far gone to care.
Too lost in the feel of him ruining me for life.
I trail kisses along his neck, my moans vibrating against him, before clamping my teeth down and sucking on the skin.
As soon as I do, he comes with a roar, his hips stuttering as he empties himself.
He collapses on top of me, and I lie there, stroking his sweat-sheened back as I try to get my breathing back to normal. I’ve honestly never experienced something so incredible before.
Parker lifts his head and looks down at me. “How did I do?”
“Ten out of ten, would definitely recommend,” I deadpan before laughing. “We can do that anytime.”
“Oh, good,” he says with a grin. “Give me ten minutes and I’ll be good to go again.”
A scratching and meowing at the door makes us both laugh.
He drops his head, mumbling against my chest, “Is he going to stop any time soon?”
“He will eventually. I just won’t hear the end of it when he comes back in. That boy holds a grudge.” I chuckle, too tired to move.
“Fine,” he sighs. “I’ll let him in.”
Parker stands up and walks to the door, opening it. As soon as the door’s open enough, Arty pushes through, meowing louder. I pull the covers over my naked body, shielding his poor little eyes. He comes trotting to the bed, then jumps up and lies on my chest.
“Don’t get too comfortable, little guy,” Parker grumbles, pointing a finger at my cat. “That’s my spot.”
He walks off to the bathroom, and I’m left cuddling Arty. “He’s got the power to hurt us, my boy,” I say, stroking his fur. “But I can't bring myself to walk away. I don’t want to.”
Parker comes in minutes later, dick still hard and a cloth in his hands.
“Does that thing ever go down?” I ask, giggling.
“When you’re around?” He grins. “Nope.”
“Good to know.”
Arty takes that moment to jump off and walk to the door, most probably in search of food or to scratch up another piece of my furniture.
I watch as Parker stalks to the bed and pulls back the covers, my skin pebbles as the cool air hits it, and I shiver. He cleans me up before throwing the cloth in the laundry basket and climbing into bed. I curl into his chest, his arm pulling me close as his lips brush the top of my head.
“You’re pretty awesome, you know that?” he murmurs, fingers drifting in slow circles across my back.
“Nope,” I sigh. “But thank you. It’s nice to hear every so often, even if I do think you’re talking out of your ass.”
Parker takes a deep breath, exhaling slowly. “Guess I’m just gonna have to tell you all the time, so one day you’ll know I’m not talking out of my ass, and you will accept this for what it is.”
I lift my head, confused. “Accept what?”
His smile’s so wide I’m surprised his face doesn’t hurt as he says, “That you, Maddison Coleman, are stuck with me until the end of time.”
Before Parker, those words would have filled me with a sense of dread, enough that I’d be packing my bags and getting the hell out of town. But with him? They make my body come alive, and for the first time ever… they make me want to stay.