Page 79 of Turn Me On

His want is incendiary. He drives me wild. I push back on his thighs as I push deep into his body. His tight heat squeezes my dick, and I am in heaven.

Because I’m in him.

What the fuck has he done to me over the last few weeks?

I’m not sure I can hold back this storm of emotions. Letting go of his thighs, I stretch over him, gripping his arms. I swivel my hips. Then I lean down, my chest inches from his.

“Tonight,” I begin, meeting his eyes, ready, so ready to saytonight has to be the first of so many times together.But I swallow the rest of my words.

Now is not the time to confess these crazy feelings taking hold of me. Now is the time for fucking.

“Wanted you so much tonight,” I improvise. There. I covered up my spiraling emotions.

He huffs out a staggered breath. “Same here.”

I ease out and thrust back in.

He groans so long, so greedily.

Then, I shut my goddamn mouth. I kiss him as I fuck him. He tastes like sex and need and the man for me.

I kiss him harder, so I don’t blurt that out.

Then a little deeper as I try to let the intensity of my feelings pass.

I wrench away from his lips, lasering in on my only mission—to make him feel out of this world.

I rise to my knees, grab the back of his legs again, and I fuck him hard. Deep. Ruthlessly. His cock jumps against his stomach, leaking again.

“Bet you could come without me touching you,” I growl.

“Bet I could,” he rasps out.

“Want to see you covered in my come too,” I say on a deep, long thrust.

“My face, my ass, my stomach,” he says.

As I rock deep, I grab his cock, curl a fist around his shaft.

And I jack and I fuck Maddox till he’s arching against the restraints. His dick throbs in my fist. His face twists in pleasure.

When Maddox shoots all over his abs and his pecs, I am done. I drill him as heat consumes me, and my orgasm overwhelms me with one final, soul-searing pump.

Then I collapse onto his chest, our hearts racing, our skin slick, our intimacy unbeatable. Soon, I ease out. “Maddox,” I say softly.

He looks up at me slowly, his face still all blissed out. “Yeah?”

“I thinkyouhad your way withme.”

That both feels like a true confession and hides my heart at the same damn time.

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PLAYING HOOKY

Maddox

My least favorite parts of sex are the awkward moments after. Starting with a guy untying me. Next, the clean-up. Then, the worst part of all—thanks for the sex, see you later.