I chuckled. “Maybe Tommy is right, and you’ve been with the wrong guys. You haven’t had sex until you’ve had sex with someone with a big cock.”
Her eyes widened. “Does Maddox…”
“Hell yeah. Why do you think I can’t keep my hands off him? It’s big, and he knows what to do with it.”
“I’ve never had that.”
I grinned. “I’m sure Flash would be more than happy to show you.”
Her spine stiffened. “No, thank you.”
I gave her a once-over, taking in her small frame. “You’re probably right. He might break you in two.”
Forty-Eight
Maddox
Addison kissed her way down my chest and my stomach. She looked up at me from her position between my legs and grinned.
I slightly lifted my hips off the bed to show her what I wanted. Not that she didn’t already know.
She gripped my cock in her hand and placed gentle kisses on my pelvis, then the base of my cock, and up until she reached the tip. It was like she was making love to my dick with her mouth, but at the same time, it was agony.
Holding my shaft in her fist, she looked me in the eyes as she swirled her tongue around my tip before she finally sucked me into her mouth. But just my head.
I groaned. She smiled the best she could with her mouth shaped like an O.
I’d agreed to let her do what she wanted to me, but this was beginning to feel like torture.
I slid my hand around the back of her neck and into her hair. Giving a small tug, I said, “Suck me in all the way, Addy. I want to feel your mouth around me.”
She’d been lying on the bed, but she got up on her knees. And back, back, back my cock went into her mouth. God, I loved it when she deep-throated me. My shaft was in her throat now, and I could feel it tighten around me as she struggled to keep me there. It felt incredible, but her eyes were watering, so I pulled her head back off me.
I rubbed the back of her neck. “You know, you don’t have to do that if you don’t like it.”
My dick was screaming, Shut up, asshole, but I ignored him.
She grinned and wiped the tears from her eyes. “I like doing it. I wish I could do it more and for longer.” She crawled up my body and kissed me. “I love making you feel good.”
I rolled her onto her back. “Same here.” I lifted her leg and pushed inside her.
Her neck bowed, and her back arched.
I didn’t think I’d ever get sick of seeing that reaction from her. Just from my cock being inside her. I could admit, it made me feel pretty fucking powerful.
I kissed her neck and shoulder as I thrust inside her. I licked my first two fingers of one hand and wrapped my arm around her.
Pushing my hand under her butt, I spread her cheeks and rubbed a finger around her sweet little butthole. I had learned that one of Addison’s favorite things was double stimulation.
I pushed one digit inside her tight hole.
She moaned and dug her nails into my sides.
“You like that, don’t you, baby?”
Her eyes tightly shut, and she nodded.
“Do you ever wonder what it would be like to have two cocks in you?”
Her answer was to suck in her breath.
I chuckled. “Yeah, you’ve thought about it.” I pushed my finger in further and began fucking her ass with it. I lowered my mouth to her ear. “I hate to break it to you, baby, but no one is touching you as long as you’re with me. You’re mine, and I don’t share.”
Rather unexpectedly, Addison exploded in my arms. Her pussy tightened around my cock and her ass around my fingers.
Usually, I could tell when she was getting close, but this one caught me by surprise.
After her orgasm waned, I slowly slipped my hand from her behind.
She blinked up at me.
“Weren’t expecting that, huh?”
She shook her head. “No.”
“Do you like it when I tell you that you’re mine?”
She nodded, looking embarrassed. “I probably shouldn’t.”
I frowned, pushing myself deeper inside her. “Why?”
She smiled. “Because I’m supposed to be an independent woman. No man owns me. That sort of thing.”
I laughed. “I won’t tell anyone.” I kissed her. “And, if it helps, I’m yours.”
She brought my head back down and kissed me again. “Good.” She lifted her legs and wrapped them around my waist. “Now, come inside me and show me I’m yours.”
I took her hands in mine and raised them over her head.
I began thrusting again. I hadn’t been close before Addison came, but I could feel myself reaching my climax rather quickly. “Tell me you’re mine, Addison.”
“I’m yours, Maddox.”
“Again.”
“I’m yours.” She squeezed my fingers and lifted her hips. “I love you.”
I pounded into Addison’s body now, my mind chanting her words over and over in my head. My balls tightened, and my spine tingled. With one last hard thrust, I drove inside her as far as I could and let myself go.
My breathing erratic, I released her hands and collapsed on top of her.
She rubbed her hands up and down my back, soothing me with her caresses.
“I love you, too,” I told her. I rolled off her, so I didn’t suffocate her with my weight. I put my arm under her head and pulled her to my chest. “I hope I die while making love to you.”
“Yeah, that’d be good for you, but I’m not into necrophilia.”
I laughed.
She ran her hands on my chest. “Hopefully, we’ll be so old when we pass that we won’t even be thinking of sex anymore.”
I raised my eyebrows. “Speak for yourself. I’m still going to be fucking you when we’re ninety.”
She smiled, but there was sadness behind her eyes.
“What’s wrong?”
“What if they take you away from me, Maddox? I don’t know if I can bear to lose you again.”
I turned to my side and pulled her close. “We’re going to fight like hell, so that doesn’t happen. I’m not too fond of being taken away either.”
“Gah. I sound so selfish,” she said into my chest. “You’d be the one going to prison. At least I’d be free.”
I rubbed her back. “It’s okay, Addy. I know what you meant.” I held her tight to me. I hoped that we’d get many more nights like this.
“I keep hoping for a miracle.”
“I do, too, baby. I do, too.”
Forty-Nine
Addison
A miracle did come. Saturday morning, I was helping Maddox clean his apartment. He’d taken his friends to the airport last night, and we were left with the mess they’d made.
“Your friends are pigs.”
There were pizza boxes and beer bottles lined up. And the bathroom…I’d told Maddox I loved him but not that much. The bathroom was all his.
Maddox shrugged. “They’re guys.”
“You’re not a pig,” I pointed out.
“That’s because I have to live here. They aren’t like this back home either.” He looked around. “Well, not this bad anyway.”