Page 83 of Mad Love

My forehead touches hers and I drop my hands around her waist, groaning. “I’ve been desperate for you for months,” I whisper. “Did you really not see it?”

Her hands reach my chest and then my shoulders and I tug her against me tighter and her mouth parts. “I was too blinded by my own feelings, too caught up in all that could go wrong.”

“Sadie?” I whisper.

She blinks up at me.

“I don’t just want one night with you. This isn’t just sex for me. You’re my best friend. I love the life we’ve created together. I’m falling in love with you,” I tell her.

Her eyes get glassy. “You are?” she whispers. “Are you sure?”

I laugh. “Yes, I’m sure. I knew it months ago, I was just trying to give you time to find out what you wanted. And trying to find a way to be okay if you don’t feel the same. So, if you don’t think you want a relationship with me, we probably shouldn’t do this.”

“I feel the same,” she says. “I’m falling in love with you too, Weston.” She leans up on her tiptoes. “Can we talk about it more later?”

I laugh. “Yes, please.”

She leans in and gives me the softest, sweetest kiss. My insides are jelly, and when our kiss deepens, it’s like a million nerve endings come alive inside my body.

I lift her, my hands closing around her ass as she wraps her legs around my waist, and she whimpers when she feels me against her core. My mouth doesn’t leave hers as I turn toward the bed and lay her reverently in the center. I have to break away from her to lift the jersey over her head, cursing when I see her tits for the first time.

“I love you in my jersey, but this is so much better,” I say, reaching out to touch her pebbled nipples one at a time. “Let’s get these off too.” I pull her white lacy panties down and curse again, seeing her bare and wet for me. “I knew you were beautiful, but God, you’re so beautiful, it hurts.”

She reaches out and wraps her fist around me. “So are you,” she says, gripping me tight.

“Mmm, you feel too good,” I tell her. I gently remove her hand and bring it to my lips. “I’ve got somewhere to be first.” I grin and kiss my way down her body, stopping between her legs.

She leans up on her elbows to watch and I glance down, taking my time to get a good look at her. My fingers spread her lips apart and I whisper, “So fucking pretty,” against her skin.

She gasps and I look up at her when I swipe my tongue across her slit for the first time. I hum as I do it again and again, loving the way she tastes, and her head falls back.

“So good,” I whisper.

She arches into me when I flick my tongue against her clit, and I stay there playing with her, finding the rhythm she likes best—and bringing her to the edge until she’s begging. It’s the best thing I’ve ever experienced. When she rides my face like she can’t wait for another second and falls apart, I watch her squeeze her eyes shut as she trembles and pulses against my tongue. I kiss her once more and then her thighs and wipe my mouth as I reach in my drawer for a condom. It’s a new box. I haven’t had any action for a long time, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t been hoping this day would come.

I rip open that box and tear the wrapper, sliding it over my length. She watches me, her eyes greedy, and when I get in place, she guides me inside, wrapping her legs around me like she can’t wait for more.

I close my eyes when I feel her around me. The aftershocks of her orgasm are still going and it’s fucking heaven.

“You feel so good,” she gasps. “I don’t know if I can be still,” she says, thrusting up. “I want all of you.”

I groan and fill her completely, and she goes still then.

“I’m sorry. Too much?” I ask.

She takes a deep breath and slowly exhales. “You’re way bigger than my vibrator,” she says, taking another breath.

I laugh in her neck and pull out slightly. “How did I not know you had a vibrator? These walls are too soundproof if I’ve been missing out on that.”

“I made sure to order the quietest one,” she says, laughing.

Her breath hitches when I rock back in and ease out, back in with shallow thrusts and out, in deeper and out, rubbing against her clit with every slide back in until she’s taking me easier, and then I’m all the way in. We both groan, our mouths colliding in a kiss so hot, I never want to come up for air. Our tempo picks up until it’s frantic. I stop kissing her so I can fuck her better. She grips my ass as I slam into her and she meets me with every thrust.

“God, Sadie,” I chant.

Her head shakes side to side as she starts coming hard, gripping my dick inside so hard that I see stars.

It’s insane and a spiritual experience, the way we come together. I think I black out for a few seconds, and when I open my eyes, she looks as blissed out as I feel.

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