Page 40 of It's Never Not Been You

“Tell me you want me, Raddix,” Madison ordered, and that had me lifting her, then placing her on top of my desk.

“Baby, I want nothing else but you,” I told her honestly. “I can’t breathe for wanting you as badly as I do.”

“Since high school, I’ve never wanted anyone to touch me but you, and that’s been true all along, Raddix,” she confessed, and I nearly dropped to my knees in relief.

I took her face in my hands, my forehead pressed up against hers. “I’ve never even thought about touching another woman, Madison. I’ll never want anyone else. I don’t give a fuck what our circumstances are; you’re it for me. You’ve always been it for me.”

“Swear it,” she demanded.

“I’ll tattoo your name on my fucking dick if that’s what you need to believe me,” I swore, willing to do it; willing to do whatever I had to.

Madison’s face lit up like Christmas. “Uhm…while I can appreciate your…dedication, that won’t be necessary.”

“We’ll see,” I replied before leaning down to press my lips against hers.

When I felt her hands reach out to mess with my belt, I straightened to look down at her. “What are you doing, baby?”

“Christening your office,” she answered, and she didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

“Aren’t you sore?” I asked as my hands worked to push her skirt up around her waist.

“Very,” she admitted as the sounds of my zipper filled the room.

I groaned. “Don’t do this to me, Madison.”

“I want you, Raddix,” she said, and the fact that she was initiating this proved that she really was willing to give me a second chance.

When I reached for Madison’s panties, she lifted her ass up off the desk to help me undress her, and the second that her underwear were in my pocket, I dropped to my knees to eat her sweet cunt. With my hands on her thighs, keeping her spread for me, my tongue started going to work, and Madison tasted so much sweeter than when she’d been denying me.

“Oh, God…” she mewled. “So good, Raddix…”

“Christ, I love eating your pussy,” I said against her clit.

Her hands slid into my hair, and I swear to God, it felt like I was finally home. This was exactly where I belonged, and it was always going to be where I belonged. I belonged wherever Madison was, and I didn’t care if that made me seem weak. My greatest accomplishment in life was always going to be my relationship with Madison, and that’s what I was always going to be most proud of. McKay Engineering could burn to the ground, and I’d be fine with it as long as I had Madison with me.

“Cum on my face, baby,” I ordered. “Cum on my face, so that I can make you scream the building down.”

“Yes,” she hissed, her legs opening wider for me. “Raddix, please…”

“Are you going to scream for me?” I asked as two fingers finally found their way inside her tight cunt. “Is everyone going to hear you cumming for me, Madison?”

“Yes,” she panted, my fingers stretching her wickedly.

I worked Madison with my tongue and fingers, and it wasn’t long before she was pulling on my hair, her body bowing with her release, a release that I lapped up like a good boy. I drank from her cunt, and it tasted better than anything else that had ever touched my lips.

Wiping my face on her thigh, I stood up, freed my dick, then started rubbing the head through her soaked folds. “Are you going to scream for me?” I repeated.

Madison’s dark eyes flared as she looked up at me. “Are you going to make me scream for you?”

This was us.

This was what I’d been praying for and dreaming about for a year.

“Oh, baby,” I drawled out wolfishly. “Just you wait and see.”

It wasn’t long before everyone knew what was going on in my office, and I gave not one fuck that the entire building knew that Madison Amber owned me like no one else ever could or would.

Epilogue

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