Madeline pulls off me with a wet pop, stroking me lazily, lips shiny, cheeks flushed.
“Come here,” I murmur, voice rough. “Turn around. Sit on my face.”
Her breath catches, just the faintest little sound, but she does what I say. Madeline rises onto her knees, sliding her palms up my stomach as she moves, then swings one leg over me. The second her heat hovers above my mouth, my entire body goes tight. She’s already slick, her arousal warm and wet and the scent of her alone makes my cock throb against my stomach.
“Jesse…” she whispers, unsure, trembling.
I grip her hips from behind and pull her down the last inch. My tongue meets her in one long, hungry stroke. She shudders so hard she nearly folds over.
“Oh my God.” Her voice cracks. “Jesse?—”
I drag my tongue up her slit again, slower this time, savoring every pulse of heat against my mouth. She tastes sweet and sharp and so goddamn addictive I swear my brain blanksout. I suck her clit gently and she gasps, rocking forward before she can stop herself.
“That’s it,” I mutter against her, the vibrations making her knees shake. “Give me more.”
She moans, bending forward until I feel her hand wrap around my cock. She strokes me in uneven pulls as she trembles over my mouth.
“Fuck, Madeline…” I groan into her, hips jerking when her fist tightens at the base. “You’re gonna make me lose it.”
She whimpers, grinding down on my tongue, her thighs tightening around my head as she rides my mouth without even realizing she’s doing it. I slide one hand from her hip to between her legs, spreading her open with my thumb, exposing her swollen clit. She gasps and I seal my mouth around it, sucking hard.
“Jesse—oh God—Jesse?—”
Madeline folds forward with a choked sob, her hand on my cock trembling violently. But I hold her steady, eating her like she’s the only thing I’ll ever need. My tongue circles her tight and fast, then slow and deep, switching rhythms until she’s shaking so hard the bed groans beneath us.
“Come on my mouth,” I growl into her, voice muffled by her heat. “Give it to me, baby.”
Her entire body locks. Then breaks.
Madeline cries out, head thrown back, hips grinding helplessly onto my face as her orgasm rips through her. She pulses against my tongue, clutching my cock in spasming fists, her thighs clamping around my head like she’s hanging on for dear life.
I don’t stop. Not when she’s shaking. Not when she moans my name. And not when she collapses forward, panting, still riding the aftershocks against my mouth. When she finally turns around to face me, all boneless and shaking, shewhispers, voice barely there, “Jesse… I think you might actually kill me.”
I grin up at her, wiping my mouth with my thumb, already curling my hands around her hips.
“Not yet,” I breathe. “Get back here, gorgeous. I’m not done with you.”
I hook a hand behind her neck and pull her down to me, kissing her soft, swollen lips. While I’m kissing her, she reaches between us and lines me up. The first slow sink of her body over my cock forces a groan straight out of my chest. She eases down inch by inch, her lips locked to mine, and every muscle in my lower back goes tight trying not to lose it already.
She starts to move—slow rolls her hips, dragging her slick channel up and down my length. I slide my hands to her waist, guiding her, feeling every tremble that runs through her thighs.
“Jesse—” she whispers against my mouth, breath hot, voice shaking.
“I’m right here,” I murmur, kissing the corner of her lips, her cheek, her jaw. “Take what you need, gorgeous. Use my cock.”
And she does. She rides me in deep, greedy strokes that make my vision pulse around the edges. Her head tips back, neck arching, hair spilling down her spine in a wave I can’t keep my hands off.
I slide one hand up her back, palm spanning the smooth line of her spine. Her body is unreal—warm, open, perfect—I wouldn’t have believed a body could feel this good if I wasn’t actually experiencing it myself.
She clenches around me without warning, a tight flutter that steals my breath.
“Fuck—” I grit out, grabbing her hips as she grinds down harder. “I love it when you squeeze my cock like that, Mads. It feels so good to be inside you.”
She shakes her head, chest rising and falling fast. “I can’t… I can’t come again?—”
“You can,” I growl, bringing my thumb between her legs, finding her clit. “You will.”
Her whole body bows when I touch her.
