Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 84114 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84114 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
She makes a sound I’ll hear in my sleep, bowing against me as everything in her breaks apart, a keening sound of release like music to my ears. She shudders hard, begs for me to stop, for more, and I just hold her, talking her through it softly. I swear I’ve never seen anything more beautiful in my life than Maddie coming apart and trusting me to catch her.
Her breath evens out by degrees. She blinks, dazed, and then laughs with embarrassment. “That was intense.”
“Yeah,” I say hoarsely, brushing a thumb across her cheekbone. “For me too.”
“But you didn’t…”
I stop her with a kiss. “It was intense for me too,” I repeat.
“Let’s make it more intense,” she murmurs and then her hand is on me. Tight, rough and stroking me so finely that I see stars.
She stares at me with flushed cheeks, hand working my aching cock. When she lifts her hips in invitation, it obliterates my last strand of sense.
I pull her to me, and we come together in one deep, sure slide. I plant deep and hold still, the shock of pleasure so exquisite, I’m afraid to move.
But not moving isn’t an option because I know what’s waiting on the other end is better than anything I’ve ever felt before. The leather squeaks under us, the couch gives a protesting groan, and I couldn’t care less. I set a rhythm that isn’t polite and isn’t slow, one that matches the way she’s clinging to me. Maddie utters whispered pleas… Go faster, don’t stop, more, more, more.
I’ve had sex and I’ve had fun. I’ve had every version of distraction there is. This is none of those things. This is a fuse burning down my spine, ready to blow me apart in a way that ensures I won’t ever be put back together in the same way. It reveals one singular truth… Maddie is different.
I can feel it in my bones that I found my match and it’s a certainty I didn’t even know I was looking for.
She gasps my name, fingers locking behind my neck, pulling me closer, like she wants to tell me a truth she can’t get words around. I press my lips to her temple, to the corner of her mouth, to the line of her jaw, and I give her what she’s asking for without her having to say it.
Deeper, harder when she begs.
I listen.
I answer.
I learn.
“Look at me,” I say rough, because I want this branded into both of us. When her eyes snap to mine, the heat in my chest goes blinding. There’s nothing guarded in her face anymore, just want and wonder and fear warring with hope. All those emotions from a woman who has locked them tight away is more of a turn-on than I could have ever imagined. I kiss her hard enough to turn that hope into reality, and it’s at that moment her body tightens.
She makes a startled sound, stiffens and then cries out as pleasure crests within her for a second time. I hadn’t seen it coming, but the fierceness of it and the way she clutches at me as if she’s afraid to fall splinters my control. She gasps and I grunt, and I’m falling right over the edge with her.
I hold Maddie tight, bury my face at her throat, and let it take me. It’s not quiet and it’s not pretty. It’s a relief that I’ve never experienced and for a long moment afterward, we don’t move. Her chest rises against mine, my heart slams against hers, and the only sound in the room is two people trying to figure out what to do with the pieces after they just detonated.
She peels back enough to see my face. There’s a question in her eyes… Who are we now?
When she offers me the tiniest smile, the knot of uncertainty loosens, knowing that no matter what, she has no regrets.
I swipe my thumb along her lower lip. “Hey,” I murmur, because words are hard and also because it feels important to say something simple and true.
“Hey,” she echoes, voice ragged, softening into a laugh that turns my chest inside out.
I lean in and kiss that laugh, slow this time, grateful. When we separate, I press our foreheads together and whisper, “You okay?”
“Never better,” she drawls dreamily.
“So, this was the worst idea ever,” I tease.
“The absolute worst,” she agrees.
“Like, it would be an awful idea to go to my room and do this again, right?”
“Even worse than the absolute worst.” She giggles.
“That’s what I thought,” I exclaim, pushing up from the couch and sweeping her into my arms. “I’m in for another round.”
Maddie shrieks from the sudden movement but wraps her arms around my neck. “I’m in too.”
I adjust my grip because although she’s not heavy, she’s precious, and I’m not risking a single misstep.