“You’re undoing me, gorgeous,” I grind out, every muscle straining as I drive into her. “Can’t believe I get to fuck you like this.”
I tip my head, brushing my mouth over hers, tasting her breath. “Such a good girl,” I murmur against her lips. “My good girl takes me so damn well.”
I slam my hips forward—harder, deeper, chasing the edge that is clawing at my spine. Giving her exactly what I know she craves. I take her again and again, my cock sliding against all the right places, every thrust hitting something in me that makes my vision haze.
Needing her mouth, I bend over her and kiss her—a hungry, messy kiss. Her tongue tangles with mine and her hands move to the back of my neck, gripping hard, yanking me down every time I try to pull back for air.
“Fuck—I’m gonna come,” I gasp, hips jerking, everything tightening. “You feel so good.”
“Come, Jesse,” she breathes.
And I swear I almost do right then.
“Can I…?” I suck in a breath. “Can I come on you?”
She nods frantically. “Yes.”
I keep driving into her—savage, relentless pumps of my hips that make white-hot stars burst behind my eyes. Our bodies are slick with sweat, sliding against each other, every breath a shredded gasp we share between clenched teeth and open mouths.
I drop my face into the curve of her neck, groaning her name over and over, losing myself in the way she tightens around me. My orgasm winds tight with every brutal grind of my hips. I’m not sure how much longer I can hold it off.
“Come for me,” I rasp, dragging one hand up to cradle her face, forcing her eyes to mine.“Look at me, baby. I need you to come for me. I’m not letting go until you do first.”
Her gaze locks on mine, eyes dark, cheeks flush, and it punches the air out of my lungs.
“Come for me, Mads,” I plead, voice breaking as I slam into her again. “I want you to feel so good. I want to feel you fall apart on my cock.”
Her lips part around a trembling breath, nails sinking into my shoulders, her whole body tightening like she’s unraveling right in my hands.
“That’s it,” I groan, thrusting harder, deeper, chasing her right to the edge. “Let go for me, beautiful. Let me have it.”
I feel it when her body begins to shake, the way her breath stutters, the way she clenches around me like she’s about to break apart and take me with her.
“Fucking hell, Mads, I’ve never felt anything better.”
“Please, don’t stop. Don’t ever stop, Jesse. You feel so good.”
She curls her hand around my thigh and pulls me closer, urging me to go faster. Her moans going straight to my balls, which are drawn up and ready to release.
“You are such a good girl.” I stare into her eyes, watching her let go. Her head falls to the mattress as she cries out my name in pleasure.
She has destroyed me. I’m helpless.
I’m falling faster and faster over the edge, so quickly there is nothing that will stop it.
My body jerks once, then again, and then I am soaring, shuttering through my climax. I pull out just in time, spilling onto her stomach, stroking my shaft until I’ve coated her skin in ropes of my thick, warm release.
We cling to each other when I collapse over her in my sticky mess, wrung out and lifeless. Spent from the strongest orgasm of my life. I doubt there’s any way I’ll be able to make the planetomorrow. With the way I feel, I may never be able to get out of this bed.
I can make that work. There is nothing that I want to do more than lie in this bed with Madeline.
I ease down beside her on the mattress, pulling her back against my chest before she can drift away. The sheets are warm, her breath still unsteady. I lower my mouth to her shoulder, and she lets out a soft, shaky exhale when I nip at her flesh with my teeth.
Her hips shift back, brushing against me, and a low sound slips from my throat before I can stop it. I’m still coming down, still too sensitive, still too aware of every inch of her pressed against me.
“Jesse…” she rasps, rolling to face me, eyes heavy, cheeks flushed.
I reach up, sweep her hair off her face and tuck it behind her ear with a gentleness I don’t usually possess. She leans into the touch.
