Gabi’s body is squirming, her face is flushed, and her breathing is picking up. It’s the sexiest thing to watch. And looking at her is the only reason I hear the words come out of her mouth.
“Maddox,” she whimpers. “I?—”
I know I said I was going to take the reins tonight, but when my girl wants something, my girl gets it. Full stop. “I what? What do you need? Use your words.”
“Mo—More…”
“My gorgeous girl wants more?” I say, turning up the vibrator one more tick. “Like that?”
She nods furiously, her hair scratching my chest. “Yes… but… I want… your…”
“That’s it. Tell me what you want.”
“Your… fingers…” Her words are all moans and I’ve never been more turned on in my whole life. “Fuck me with your fingers, Maddox.”
“Fuck yes…”
My words come out in almost a growl as I adjust my hold on her, giving me the best angle possible to keep her against my body, while also letting my fingers go to the place we both want them to be.
“Holy fuck you’re dripping,” I say as I easily insert two digits. “Is this all for me?”
“All for you,” she repeats, her eyes closed as her head presses against my shoulder.
I slowly work my fingers because I can’t take my eyes off her right now. She’s so relaxed. Truly letting herself feel everything. Her eyes aren’t bouncing. The hamster wheel in her brain isn’t moving at a hundred miles an hour. She’s here. Feeling every sensation. And we’ve barely begun.
“Let’s go a little more,” I say, flicking the wand up a notch while I speed up my fingers. “How does that feel?”
“It… feels…” The words die on her lips, but she doesn’t need to tell me. I can feel it. Her hips are jutting up from the bed. Her hands are reaching for anything to brace herself before landing on my thighs. Her back is arched as I fuck her with my fingers at a rapid speed now, her pussy gripping me so hard that I can feel the second she?—
“Ah!” she screams—as she should. Because my girl just squirted all over my bed.
And it was fucking hot as hell.
I slowly turn down the vibrator in tandem with slowing my fingers down, doing my best to bring her back to earth, because I’m pretty sure she went into orbit.
“That’s my girl,” I say as her breathing calms down. I for some reason figured that she’d need a second to recover, but it’s the opposite. The second I remove my fingers from her center, Gabi flips to her knees, eyeing me like I’m her prey.
It’s hot as fuck.
“Pants off,” she commands, doing the action for me because the switch in her has officially flipped.
“Yes, ma’am,” I say, loving this side of her. I didn’t think it was a one-night in Vegas thing. And if a good orgasm does that, then I’d be happy to help her with that every day of the week and twice on Tuesdays.
I know the saying is Sundays, but I have games on Sundays. Tuesdays, I’m always home.
Her eyes haven’t left mine as she finishes pulling down my pants and boxer briefs before she crawls back up my body. Her tits are dragging against my legs and as much as I want them in my hands—and in my mouth—I can’t think about it. All I can think about is this goddess that’s about to climb onto my dick.
“Whatever I want, right?” she asks, and all I can do is nod. “So I can ride your cock until you make me come again?”
Note to self: Tomorrow, while she’s resting in this bed, because she’s not leaving it, go out and buy a wedding ring.
“Abso-fucking-lutely.”
Her smile is wicked as she takes my cock in her hands, giving it a few strokes before lining it up to her center. “Good boy.” Gabi sinks down into me, and I didn’t realize that I liked being called that, but holy fuck, I do. “Now fuck me until I come again.”
“With pleasure.”
It’s the final words out of my mouth as I grab onto her hips, pistoning up into her with everything I have in me. She’s still soaked from her orgasm and?—
