Page 116 of Madden

“Well, we don’t have all day.” I smirk. “So you’re gonna have to pick one.”

I push myself to kneel and crawl toward him. He drags his lip between his teeth, his eyes darkening when I lift my breasts into my hands, tweaking my nipple.

He seems to have forgotten what I said, staring dazed at me while I trail my hand back down my body, disappearing between my legs.

I press my lips together, fighting off the urge to smile when he grips my wrist and lifts my fingers to his mouth. He licks and sucks them, closing his eyes while his loud moan shudders against me.

When he releases my hand, he studies me as I turn to press my chest against the mattress. My hair fans out around me, and I arch my back to give him a better view.

“How about this one?” I drag my lip between my teeth.

“We have to be there in twenty minutes,” Kyla shouts from the other side of the door.

His head snaps up, glaring in her direction, and I giggle at the sight of him all wound up.

“I guess we’ll have to make it quick.”

“Like hell, we will,” he grunts. “I’ll take my sweet fuckin’ time devouring every inch of you.”

“Mmm,” I hum.

He brushes his fingers over my clit from behind before moving down to thrust his long digits into my pussy.

I bury my face into the crux of my arm, attempting to muffle the moan.

“Fuck, I need to feel you so bad.” He wraps his hand, still slick with my wetness, around his dick, jerking it hard before lining up at my entrance.

When he attempts to enter me slowly, I give in and rock backward, slapping our bodies together. He grips my hips, burying himself deep inside me.

I push myself up on my hands, upping the tempo and meeting him thrust for thrust.

Glancing over my shoulder, I get a glimpse of him, his shoulders and arms tense with need. His eyes burn into where our bodies meet, and he widens his stance, his strokes growing harder.

“Fuck, you’re taking me so good.”

My mouth drops open, my breaths coming out in heavy pants.

“You like that, baby? You like when I tell you how good this tight pussy feels.”

“Madden,” I cry.

“Tell me,” he grunts, slamming into me harder.

“Yes,” I say on an exhale. “Yes, I love when you tell me how much you want me.”

He pulls me up, meeting me halfway, and wraps his hand around my throat. Tilting my head back, he kisses me hard, and I moan against his mouth as he buries himself deep.

“I want to claim every inch of your body. You’re mine. Forever.”

Tears prick my eyes, and I squeeze them shut.

Every nerve ending is alive. My emotions are hitting me all at once.

He drops his hand, moving back to grip my hips.

“This is only for you,” he groans. “There’s no one else for me. You hear me? I’m yours.”

His arm circles my waist, his fingers finding my clit, and it causes me to jolt. This time, I can’t hold back or contain the moan from slipping out of my mouth.