I look to her left, thanking everything there is that, when I pushed her against the wall, we happened to be right next to the dresser, where I placed my wallet earlier. With one hand, still fighting to keep my balance and all of our weight on my good leg, I reach over and all but dump the entire contents on the wooden surface before I pull one of the gold packets and tear it open with my teeth. Her breathing is coming rapidly and her creamy skin is flushed with her arousal.
I lean back and push her into the wall with my thighs, giving me enough room to roll the latex on and also taking some of her off-centered weight off my legs. When the condom is in place, I rearrange our position so I have my hands back on her luscious ass and my cock primed and ready to pound into her wet heat. Our lips meet again, this time in a slow dance that isn’t any less bruising than the previous kiss was. Without breaking our connection, I shift our lower bodies and push myself into her welcoming body. Inch by delicious inch.
Her head snaps back when she feels the first piercing in my ladder enter her body, her eyes wild and wide. When the second one pushes into her, her jaw drops. And as the last one joins the fun, she drops her head hard against the wall and purrs deep in her throat, the sound like a match to a gasoline-drenched timber. I’m burning to take her how I’ve been craving.
To control her body.
To claim her soul.
To make her mine.
I push the rest of the way into her tight cunt in one swift pass. The scream of pleasure that shoots out of her mouth echoes around the room, her slick walls clamping down on my cock. I groan when I feel her wetness coating my balls, and I can only hope that I last more than a few seconds.
Our coming together isn’t all hearts and flowers. It’s rough and raw. I slam into her with a force that makes the framed artwork hanging on the wall on top of the dresser shake against the wall.
The loud cries of her pleasure mix with my grunts and her begging dances with my praising.
It’s fucking beautiful.
I don’t waste my words when they aren’t needed. I tell her everything I wish I could voice with my body. Her nails push into my shoulders with a sharp jab, and I use my hands on her ass to pull her roughly onto my cock. My leg is making it harder to take her as powerfully as I wish I could right now. The next time I take her, I’ll have her ride me until she comes all over me.
“Oh, God! Oh, fuck. Yes! I’m going to come, Mad!” she screams while her pussy convulses against my shaft so forcefully that I falter in my glide out of her body. More wetness seeps from her core and roll down my thighs—proof of what I did to her.
Her body starts to go limp in my arms, and with a few more thrusts, I submerge my cock as deep as I can into her body and come so violently that my knees buckle. Not once in my awkward fall to my ass do I let go of her body.
I’ve had a slice of heaven and it’s going to kill me to give it up.
Chapter 10—Emmy
It takes my mind a lot longer than I care to admit to come back to Earth. Sex with Maddox is everything I thought it would be. All those times I rolled my eyes when reading a book and the heroine would claim that the Earth moved suddenly make sense. I don’t think I’ve ever felt pleasure as intense as that in my life. Well, obviously? considering I’ve only had one other sexual partner in my life.
I shudder when I think of Shawn, and Maddox’s arms tighten around me. He doesn’t belong here. I know it seems like I should be upset or at the very least traumatized from what Shawn did to me, but I’ve promised myself to move forward. To not let him take anything else from me. And with Maddox’s hands on my body, every thing else just falls away. It just feels right.
“Cold, Em?”
I give him a halfhearted grunt no and snuggle deeper into his chest. The short hairs under my face tickle and I smile. When his arms tighten again, I let out a contented sigh.
He holds me for a few minutes, his cock starting to soften inside me, and I moan with a weak protest when he slips from my body.
“Jump up, Em. Let me get this condom off and let’s sleep. We have a lot we need to talk about tomorrow.”
For once, I don’t fight him on the issues that are still hanging over us. I’m not willing to give up this moment of peace between us. I have no illusions that this is some big ‘ah ha’ moment for us. Things between Maddox and me have never come easy, and just because we let the heat of the moment carry us this far doesn’t in any stretch of the imagination mean he’s going to profess his love for me.
I’m starting to think he just isn’t wired to love. Either that or he just really doesn’t feel the same way for me that I do for him.
I clean myself up and take a few seconds to clear my mind. If this night is all I get with him, then I’m going to ride the wave as long as I can. Morning is just a few short hours away and I don’t want to waste a second I can spend in his arms.