We don’t make it to the shower until very late in the evening, and by then, I’m left with the welcome task of carrying Maddie through a joint shower before drying us both and carrying her to bed. The moment we’re horizontal, Maddie crawls over me until she’s sprawled across me like my very own Maddie-sized comforter.
For the first time in years, I fall asleep with a woman I’ve grown desperately obsessed with, and it’s the best damned sleep I’ve had in my entire life.
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Maddie
Pleasure ripples through me, waking me from the best dream, and I moan loudly as electricity runs over every inch of my skin. My body feels like it’s on fire in the best way possible, and there’s a warmth and wetness between my legs that feels like heaven.
“Is my girlfriend finally awake?” a voice between my legs asks, slightly muffled but no less distinguishable.
Blinking my tired eyes open, I roll my head and peer down the length of my very naked body, my gaze landing on the heated hazel eyes staring back at me with the same hunger he watched me with last night.
Ryan doesn’t give me a chance to reply, already busy with his morning task. Who am I to disturb him, especially when his tongue swipes along my folds and flicks my clit in such a way that I’m convinced there are galaxies bursting behind my eyelids? Hell, I don’t even know when my eyes closed, pleasure washing over me so fast that my mouth parts with a gasp.
A chuckle between my legs sends vibrations across my pussy, and another loud moan pours from my lips, my head digging into the pillows behind me. My hands take on a mind of their own, one falling to my breast where my thumb plays with my already hardened nipple, while the other traces the length of my body until I reach Ryan’s head.
His hair falls between my fingers as he continues eating me out like I’m the breakfast he wanted this morning, and I can only hold on for dear life while he sends me to the stars. He licks, sucks, and devours like a starved man eating his first meal in weeks, sending my pleasure to new heights. The sounds leavingme are no more than girly grunts, arousal-filled panting, and cries of sheer bliss.
It takes very little time to send me soaring over the ledge of arousal, Ryan’s talented tongue tearing a release out of me so quickly I grow dizzy as my legs shake around his head, my thighs clamping against his ears for a long moment before I turn limp in the bed.
Ryan chuckles before he lifts himself and starts tracing kisses over my body, landing several on my hips, belly, and sensitive breasts before finally reaching my mouth. He graces me with several languid kisses that melt me just as effectively as my morning orgasm, and I tug him to me so his bare body rests against mine. I’d wrap my legs around him, but they’re still acting like jelly, unable to move for a moment.
“Morning, trouble,” Ry whispers against my lips, voice dripping with satisfaction.
I smile against him, kissing him once, twice, three more times before I pull away and grin dopily at him. “That was a beautiful way to wake up. Ten out of ten, would highly recommend.”
“Oh, yeah?” he chuckles, his voice roughened with sleep and sexy as fuck. “I’ll be sure to remember that.”
“Totally fine with me,” I tease, loosely wrapping my arms around his shoulders, my fingers playing with the hair at the nape of his neck.
Ry gets comfortable against me, uncaring that we’re both naked and there’s a wet mess between my legs no thanks to him, and he says, “We have about an hour before you need to get to work. I wanted to start your day off right.”
“A coffee would have sufficed, but I’m not complaining about your methods. Feel free to bless me with them whenever the mood strikes,” I jab playfully, relishing the laugh that bursts out of Ryan and hating the fact that I have to go to work for thefirst time since I began my career. Instead, I’d rather spend the day in this bed, with Ryan sprawled between my thighs, giving me a recap of last night’s festivities.
Alas, I have commitments, and I’m not one to flake on those who put their trust in me.
So, with a small sigh, I ask, “Are you coming to work with me today?”
With a small pout I never would have thought I’d see on his charmingly handsome face, Ry shakes his head and says, “I’m visiting my parents today, but I’ll be back by dinner. Maybe I can steal you away from the others again so I can eat properly when I’m back.”
He flashes a filthy grin and I can’t help but laugh, even as my body lights up with a fresh wave of arousal. “Damn, Mr. Young. You’ve been hiding a sex-crazed devil from me this entire time?”
“Didn’t know he even existed until you, menace,” he admits with a loose shrug and a devastating grin I’d love to take a photo of right now. It’s a damn shame I don’t know where my phone is.
Before I can reply, he leans in and drops one last kiss to my lips before hauling himself up and out of the bed. I catch a glorious eyeful, and I don’t bother hiding how thoroughly I check the man out. He isn’t as bulky as Caid, and certainly not as brawny as Bax, but his body is still lined with tight muscle. He’s lean and toned, and I spy defined lines of abs that lead into an Adonis belt I’d love to lick, but not more than the hard cock he’s sporting.
“Keep looking at me like that and we won’t be leaving this bedroom at all. I’d hate to disappoint my parents just as much as you’d hate to disappoint whatever client you have today,” he teases, voice thick with the same arousal I can feel thrumming through my veins.
I do nod in agreement, though, still watching as he finds his clothes and dresses slowly. “Since one of those clients is Caiden today, I’d say your assumption was pretty spot-on.”
Ry chuckles, and I sigh at the sound, still staring as he slides his pants on and shuffles toward the bed. He plants his fist beside my head, dropping a kiss to my forehead before pulling back and muttering, “Best I don’t keep you all to myself today, then. I’ll end up a victim of premeditated murder if I do. I told you, if anyone is most likely to kill someone in our little group, it’s that gym freak. Especially if I provide that level of motive.”
“I’d hate for you to die so soon after discovering how talented that mouth of yours is,” I retort with a cheeky wink, and Ry shakes his head with a grin before backing away.
“Get ready for the day, trouble. I’ll make you breakfast,” he commands, eyes lingering on me for a long moment. I blow him a kiss, and he goofily pretends to catch it before heading out of the bedroom, leaving me to my own company as soon as the door shuts.
The moment I’m alone, I fall to the bed with a delirious smile, my brain failing to compute that this is all real. I feel like I’m having the same realization over and over again, disbelief always warring with reality, because it doesn’t feel real knowing these men are mine. That this is actually my life. It’s pure madness, and I’m loving every damned second.
