Chapter 12
Chapter
Twelve
Maddie
It’s only a man’s lips on my neck. Only a man’s heated breath on my skin.
It doesn’t mean we’re back. It doesn’t mean we’re staying married.
This position we’re in now—in Ewan’s bed, with his arm locked around my waist, and his mouth kissing, licking, and nipping up and down the side of my throat. This is just a chemical reaction to the familiar. Raw need.
When we were first together, we could never keep our hands off each other.
That, combined with total abstinence for years, feels like I might explode just having him around.
His glowering eyes. His tone when I’m being difficult. His tenderness when he’s worried about me.
No one has ever cared so much for my happiness since the day I sent him packing.
I might be an idiot.
We both might be idiots.
That hand on the small of my back creeps down the waistband of my skirt and pulls out my tucked shirt. Classic Ewan move to always get the clothes out of the way as soon as possible.
I shiver in response to the feel of that touch spanning my lower back.
Meanwhile, his mouth has moved lower, to the edge of my collar. Ewan nuzzles the skin of my collarbone, working the material out of the way.
The ache of the flu is no longer a concern; instead, everything aches with need.
I’ve had this hollow feeling between my legs from time to time, whenever I’ve taken a moment to breathe, to think about Ewan and where he might be. Who he might be with.
Knowing he hasn’t been with anyone else should make me feel guilty, but it doesn’t. It just makes me want to attack him, pin him to the bed and ride him until I shatter.
I reach for his belt, but Ewan gently scolds me.
“Not yet.”
Is he teasing me? I remember how big he felt in my hand, how his jaw would tic when I took him into my mouth. How hard and good and deep he used that cock inside me.
“Why not?”
“Just relax and let me handle it. Nothing strenuous for you tonight.”
I want to curse him, but then I do love that he’s already somehow removed my bra and has flung it off through my sleeve.
“You were always good at that,” I say.
I’m vibrating out of my skin as Ewan moves back a few inches to hike up my top. He puts his hand on my breast, exploring my skin, running his thumb over my hard nipple.
I watch his face as he does this. His eyes are trained on my curves, and he licks his lips.
I let out a small moan of anticipation.
“Maddie,” he growls. “You’re even more fucking beautiful than I remember.”
When he takes that first nipple into his mouth, my head lolls back at the sensation of his tongue dragging over that tight bud.
My hips buck forward on their own, needing to get closer to him. I hook one leg around his waist, and at the same time, I tug my green T-shirt all the way off.
I hiss as he ever so gently rakes his teeth over my nipple.
“God…Ewan,” I rasp.
He goes slow, but my body only wants fast, fast, fast.
If I let him go slowly, I’ll have too much time to think.
But I’m under his control, under his thrall, you might say.
I need this, and he wants to give it to me, but on his terms. And he doesn’t want me exerting myself or pushing things along.
I’m both angry and elated about all of this.
Ewan rolls me onto my back and takes the other breast into his mouth, licking over that nipple while caressing the opposite breast with his rough, calloused hands.
My eyes roll back in my head at the dual sensations. Inside my skirt, I’m soaking wet. My pussy lips throb with need, and my panties are absolutely ruined.
I hook my legs around him, my body practically begging him to get closer, to fuck me.
He pulls back slightly, watching me.
He knows what I want.
Ewan’s strong hand hitches my skirt up, and he takes a handful of my ass, squeezing it. I buck forward, and he growls my name.
My skirt is now bunched up around my waist, but I can’t find the will to care because Ewan’s fingers have now found their way to my split, burrowing under my damp panties. He pulls the gusset to the side, and my whole body trembles.
“Ewan,” I whimper, but he’s pulling back, watching me. Staring, as if he’s never seen me naked before.
One hard knuckle explores along my swollen folds. The light touch nearly makes me claw at him.
“Relax for me, baby.”
Heat flares through me as he goes deeper, splitting me open, stroking my cunt.
“Oh my god…”
Ewan smiles. “I told you I was here to help you recover. Endorphins help with that.”
Ewan drags his rough hand over my softest, most sensitive parts. I’m so turned on, I have to reach my hand up to squeeze my own breast.
“There you are…there’s my girl.”
Softly, Ewan thumbs my clit.
I explode.
The first orgasm I’ve had with another person in eleven years hits so hard I could levitate off the bed. I fist the front of his shirt to tether myself.
A cry rips from my throat as I ride his hand, wringing every last bit of my release from his expert touch.
I remember this. I remember exactly this. The only thing different is that it’s better.
Much, much better.
He tugs my ruined panties all the way off, tossing them to the side. As he does this, I wriggle out of my skirt and fling it across the room.
His nostrils flare as he looks down at me. And then, he spreads me all the way open, hooking my legs over his shoulders.
Oh. My. God.
The tip of Ewan’s tongue licks over my swollen lips. Softly, at first, before splitting me open with a flattened tongue.
My hands go to his hair, and my hips move, demanding more pressure from his mouth.
How many nights have I lain in bed alone, and thought of this as I closed my eyes?
How many nights did I reach for my vibrator?
And it isn’t just the sex. How many nights did I wish I could take the hurt back just to feel this man next to me?
Talking to me. Laughing with me. Gossiping with me.
I spent so long thinking that if he wanted to fight for us, he should be the one to reach out first. Then, after more time passed, it felt too late.
I felt naked and exposed and needy every time I picked up the phone and looked at his name.
The last thing I ever wanted was to be seen as needy, even with my own husband. Pride is a hell of a thing.
And now he’s back, and I don’t even know if we work, yet. But this still works. This right here.
And I need this. So much.