Total pages in book: 113
Estimated words: 107115 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 536(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 357(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107115 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 536(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 357(@300wpm)
“I was nowhere near perfect,” she lamented. “We don’t have much time, the situation is stacked against us, and—”
“Hey, I didn’t expect you to be perfect.” He squeezed her tighter, burying his face in her neck and whispering against her ear. “I expected you to focus, and I expected you to improve. You did. The punishments were just reminders along the way. Now I want to reward you.”
“I didn’t do enough.”
To take on Todd and the Pershing vultures? No. “You did enough for now, especially after Todd’s shocking drop-in. You absorbed the situation, and you didn’t waste time hand-wringing. I’m proud of your progress, honey.” He kissed her crown. “Stay there. Don’t move.”
“Yes, Matt.”
Softly, he caressed her back, then lingered on her warm ass below. Once she’d settled under his touch, he grabbed a chair from the kitchen and planted it beside her. Without explanation, he headed back to the bedroom, grabbed a condom, and returned. As he’d expected, she frowned at the small chair on her right, clearly wondering what he had planned.
Oh, she was about to find out.
Behind her, he paused, then skimmed his way down her delicate skin, gratified to see she hadn’t sustained any sunburn from the brutal summer rays. Finally, he skated his palm down the back of her thigh, nearly to her knee, then lifted her right leg onto the seat beside her, bracing her foot on the cushion.
That left her pussy wide open. Her gasp told him she knew it.
“Palms against the door. Don’t move,” he commanded as he opened the foil packet and rolled the condom down his aching length. He’d been so hard for so long, he’d almost passed out from blood loss to the brain.
“Yes, Matt.”
“Do you know how much it turns me on to hear you say my name in that shaky little voice?” He gripped her hips, slipped between her spread legs, and aligned his crest to her slick opening. “Do you have any idea how fucking much your submission turns me on?”
“I get almost dizzy feeling how much you want me.”
“You like your power over me.”
“I do.”
Matt slid his hand between her legs and fondled her until she canted back, her writhing a silent form of begging he could barely resist.
“Bad girl.” He thumbed her clit rhythmically. “And look at you, trying to entice me to fuck you.”
“Please…” She scratched at the door. “Please. I’m aching.”
“You just came. That’s one more orgasm than I’ve had. I’m half tempted to take my pleasure and make you suffer.” He wasn’t; his climax would never be as satisfying unless she came in screaming release, too. But threatening to withhold would make her more desperate and add to his fun.
“Don’t! I need to feel you inside me. Please! I need to store up these sensations for when I can’t touch you. For when we can’t—”
The sob stuck in her throat told him she was emotional. And no wonder. After Todd’s unexpected appearance, Matt’s trust tests, Madison’s exposure—and not just to the sun—he was ramping up her arousal again. The day had rubbed her as raw, like she’d been scrubbed with steel wool. It wasn’t even noon.
“It’s okay. Breathe, honey. I got you,” he vowed as he surged forward and filled her wet, clasping pussy with every inch he had.
Their joint groans hung in the air, otherwise only stirred by the air conditioning.
“That’s it,” he encouraged. “Make all the noise you want. I love to hear how much you fucking want me.”
The second he gave her permission, she let go of her inhibitions. “Matt! Faster. Harder. Don’t treat me like glass; I won’t break.”
Her plea ignited a blaze. “You like being railed? Do you like knowing I can’t help myself?”
“Yes!” she gasped out, clawing at the door again. “Yes. I’m so close…”
Matt felt her rippling around him. She was seconds from crashing over the cliff. And after waiting for a small eternity to bury himself inside her, he was so torqued up there was no way she wouldn’t sweep him into ecstasy with her.
Right now, he fucking needed it. They both did.
“Come,” he growled in her ear as he settled his fingers over her diamond-hard clit. “Come like you’re dying for me.”
Come like there might not be a tomorrow.
Because there may not be.
Her breathing ramped up. Her body tensed. The scent of her pussy filled the air and intoxicated him. Her rippling around him became a vise-like clamping as her entire body tensed. “Maaaaaatttttttt!”
“Yes. Yes. Fuck, yes!” he chanted as he crashed into her over and over. The top of his head seemingly exploded into his Stetson, and Matt let go, giving her every bit of himself, spending not just his passion, but spilling his heart in a way he knew was irrevocable.
Nearly three days later, Madison walked topless across the living room, sat in the chair Matt gestured to, and crossed her legs. She focused on an unlit candle while she pasted on a smile.