Chapter 14 #2
She tilted Maddy’s chin up and kissed her neck, licking and sucking and then sinking her teeth into the flesh, harder than before.
Maddy sucked in a sharp breath of air. She released and soothed it with her tongue.
She pulled back slightly, worried it may have been too much.
Then Maddy trembled beneath her and breathed “Fuck”, while tangling her hands into Aspen’s hair.
She liked it then. Good to know. She still felt like maybe they should discuss boundaries. “If you want me to stop—”
“Don’t you fucking dare.” Maddy cut her off, using her grip on Aspen’s hair to pull her lips back to her neck.
So Aspen kissed Maddy hard enough to bruise, and Maddy pulled her down into it by the hair, and Aspen kissed her harder.
She pinched and rolled one of Maddy’s nipples between her fingers, drawing another gasp. Then switched to the other nipple.
Maddy arched up into it. A low sound escaped her before she caught it behind her teeth, and Aspen felt it move all the way through her own body. One of Maddy’s hands released from her hair and moved to Aspen’s hip, gripping tightly as she rolled her hips up against Aspen’s.
Maddy’s breathing intensified. Her fingers tightened. “Fuck me, Aspen.” The words came out rough and needy.
Aspen had been aware that she enjoyed taking orders from Maddy in a professional sense, but that had nothing on taking orders from Maddy in a sexual sense.
Aspen hooked her fingers in Maddy’s panties, dragging them down her legs.
Maddy kicked them away herself and reached out for Aspen to get back on top of her.
Aspen gladly obliged. As she did, she ran a finger through Maddy’s slick folds, already feeling how ready she was.
How wet she was for Aspen. She nearly came again just from that thought alone.
“Fuck, Maddy. You’re so wet.” She breathed. Trying to maintain control of her own body, which was shaking again with arousal and anticipation.
She wasn’t going to drag it out. Not when she could feel how badly Maddy wanted it.
How badly she wanted Aspen inside her. She moved two fingers to Maddy’s entrance, circling it to coat her fingers, and then slid inside.
Maddy moaned loudly, moving both hands to Aspen’s hips and digging her fingers into her skin.
She knew she should tell Maddy to stay quiet, but she didn’t want to. She wanted to hear every moan and sound Maddy would give her, and to know she was the one causing it.
Aspen started slow, giving Maddy’s body time to adjust. She watched Maddy’s face carefully, reading every signal for what she liked and didn’t like. When Maddy started rocking her hips, she picked up speed, using her hips to deepen the thrusts, sinking her fingers in as deep as they would go.
She could feel Maddy tight and slick around her fingers, could feel every sound she made through her own chest. Aspen pressed her face into the side of Maddy’s neck, breathing hard against her skin, and she didn’t think she had ever wanted anything as badly as she wanted to feel Maddy come apart underneath her.
Her own body was wound tight again, worked up from the feel of Maddy moving against her hand and every moan escaping her.
One of Maddy’s legs came up and hooked around behind her, allowing her to go even deeper. Maddy whimpered and moaned with every thrust, and Aspen could feel her body tensing, getting closer to letting go.
Maddy was getting loud. Aspen brought her mouth back to Maddy’s and kissed her to swallow the sounds. She caught every moan she could on her own lips and kept going. Harder. Giving her exactly what Maddy had asked for.
As Maddy’s breath grew shallower and her grip on Aspen’s hips tightened, Aspen moved her thumb up to rub Maddy’s clit while thrusting into her.
Within ten seconds, Maddy’s whole body tensed, her back bowed, and her loud moan echoed off the walls.
Aspen quickly clasped her free hand over Maddy’s mouth to muffle the sound.
Aspen hooked her fingers that were still buried inside Maddy and kept rubbing her clit with her thumb, working Maddy through the orgasm.
She had never seen a more beautiful sight in the world than Maddy Sterling coming. Around her fingers. Maddy’s head was thrown back, her neck bare, her whole face open in a way Aspen had never seen before. Aspen wanted to remember every second of it.
When Maddy’s body finally stilled, Aspen slowly pulled her fingers out and let herself drop beside Maddy, both of them breathless.
Maddy flung her arm over her eyes. “Holy shit.” She whispered, her chest rising and falling heavily.
Aspen kept her eyes on Maddy as she caught her own breath. She needed the confirmation that Maddy Sterling was really lying next to her, naked, and that did, in fact, just happen.
Holy shit, indeed.
Her wrist ached, but she would have gladly kept fucking Maddy until the damn thing fell off if that was what Maddy asked her to do.
Maddy’s arm moved up to her forehead, uncovering her eyes as she looked over at Aspen. A smile broke out on her face. “How are you feeling?”
“Literally never better.” She was not exaggerating.
Maddy laughed. Then her smile turned wicked as she rolled towards Aspen and landed half on top of her. “That’s good, but it’s not what I meant,” Maddy said with her mouth close to Aspen’s as her fingers slid back between Aspen’s legs and stroked up and down through the wetness.
The sound Aspen made was somewhere between a gasp and a moan, and Maddy’s grin widened as she brought her lips down to Aspen’s, kissing her deeply as she continued to gently circle her clit. “Ready for round two?” Maddy asked against Aspen’s lips.
Aspen grinned. She never wanted this night to end.
* * *
When Aspen blinked her eyes awake, it took her a minute to remember where she was—the cedar walls, the pine scent, the warm body pressed against her.
Maddy.
Aspen slowly, carefully turned her head to glance at her.
Maddy’s leg was still tangled with hers, her hand splayed across Aspen’s stomach, and her face was six inches from Aspen’s head on the same pillow.
Maddy had fallen asleep almost immediately after her third orgasm. Aspen had been exhausted, but sleep didn’t come so easily for her.
Part of her was afraid that if she drifted off, she’d wake up to realize it had just been a very vivid dream. The best dream of her life. Another part of her was afraid Maddy would regret it in the morning and pull away again.
At the very least, it had not been a dream.
Maddy’s bare shoulder rose and fell. Her blonde hair messily spread across the pillow.
Outside the window, the dark started to thin. Not light yet, just the black mountain going gray at the edges.
Maddy’s face was slack and soft with sleep. Mouth a little open. A pillow crease pressed into one cheek.
Aspen had wondered about this exact moment thirty-two days ago, the morning after Maddy returned to Coronado, when she walked into Bunny’s living room mid-yawn in sleep shorts, and Aspen had stared at her from across the room and thought, God, is this what it would be like to wake up next to her?
Back then, it had been entirely conceptual. This was so much better.
She wrapped an arm around Maddy and let her eyes drift closed again.