“You want to feel me?”
I nodded. He held my stare as he pushed two fingers inside of me roughly. My body clamped down around him and began throbbing.
“Has anyone else made you feel like this?” he gritted out.
I knew that it had bothered him that I’d compared being with him to other people. I wasn’t sure if it was healthy or not, but his possessiveness turned me on. He bent his fingers, and the tips stroked the epicenter of my sex.
My back arched in pleasure. “No. No one ever has.”
“No one’s made you this wet?”
I shook my head as another release began to build low in my belly. “No. Never.”
“Only me,” he whispered roughly against my neck as his teeth scraped the sensitive area just below my ear.
“Only you,” I managed to respond as tingles began to burst in my core.
Unlike my first release which ebbed and flowed as he teased me until finally reaching its crescendo, this one hit me like a Mack truck. It slammed into me with a force that knocked the wind out of me.
My stomach tightened as I lifted up off the bed, gripping his shoulders as he continued kneading my body from the inside, drawing out every last bit of pleasure he could give me. Stars exploded behind my shut lids as my body trembled in delight.
Once the crest of release subsided, I fell against the bed, spent and exhausted. He’d made me come twice in the span of a few minutes. That should be impossible, but with Maddox nothing was impossible.
He was above me still, continuing to plant kisses on my body. I slowly came back to reality when I felt the pressure of his engorged head at my entrance.
Feeling the promise of him being inside of me caused me to rally. A renewed arousal spread through me like an erotic second wind. I lifted my arms and wrapped them around him. My hands ran up and down his back, over his shoulders and arms, and back again.
I’d forgotten how much I just loved touching him. Loved feeling the sensation of his body against mine with nothing in between us. Skin on skin. It was intoxicating and sobering. Exciting and soothing. Addictive and fulfilling all at the same time.
Heated tension radiated off of him as he rasped against my ear, “I don’t have protection.”
“I’m on the pill,” I lied.
I wasn’t, but I knew that I couldn’t have kids and I never had unprotected sex with Trent because we weren’t exclusive. I also got tested regularly, just to be safe.
He hesitated and for a second, I thought he was going to stop. But then, he stared down at me. His hand cupped my face, and his thumb grazed my jaw. I knew, from the look in his eyes, that we were going to do this.
I held my breath in anticipation, waiting for the moment that he would push inside of me. I wasn’t even aware that I was doing it until the corner of Maddox’s lips turned up in his patented bad-boy half-grin and he said, “Breathe. Just breathe.”
I exhaled and he entered me. It was slow, giving me plenty of time to adjust. My entire body tensed with pleasure as bliss curled in my lower belly. I closed my eyes from the onslaught of sensation, but then he stopped.
“Look at me,” he demanded.
I knew that he would not continue until I heeded his request. I also knew that if I opened my eyes, my heart might explode. Logically, I knew that could not physically happen, but my chest ached so much, logic went out the window.
Why would opening my eyes break my heart even further? It didn’t make sense, but I knew it would.
“Peyton.”
Hearing him say my name while being inside of me caused a single tear to slip out from my closed lid.
“We can stop,” he whispered.
My eyes flew open in panic. “No!”
My hesitation was not without merit. When my gaze met his soulful chocolate stare, my heart ached painfully as it expanded in my chest.
“Are you sure?” he asked.
