Page 102 of Love me, Maddie Mendoza

She placed her warm hand over my heart, tsking. “We are best friends, Z. Not married.”

“You made me go as Chuckie and you went as Chuckie’s Bride that Halloween. Doesn’t that count for anything?”

Maddie laughed. “I will give you that. Dressing up like the movie you peed yourself watching was a real sacrifice.”

I gripped her leg. “I didn’t pee myself.”

Maddie threw her head back, showing off the length of her neck, all smooth skin. She was wearing a short, green nightgown today. Silk and perfect to the touch, just like her. It did nothing to hide her body. My eyes zoomed on the little straps, praying it would fall down her shoulders.

“I took good care of you, Z,” she said, coming closer, her mouth hovering over mine. “I held your hand and all.”

Her brown eyes were so intense they looked bottomless. I reached for her glasses and took them off, resting them on my bedside.

I promised not to touch Maddie Mendoza anymore. And I really wanted to keep my promise. But I also really wanted to kiss her.

I took her bottom lip and sunk my teeth into it, and like a switch, she responded. Opening her lips, bringing her tongue out and licking the seam of my mouth. We kissed slowly, completely different from the other times. My heart hammered inside my chest, the awareness creeped over me.

It was happening, and I was powerless to stop it. Ever since I tasted her mouth for the first time, I knew she was mine. Her body fit mine; over, under, and tucked beside. Her hands were warm and welcoming when she touched my skin.

I turned us around, caging Maddie with one arm. My other hand moved down her nightgown, going under it, feeling her smooth skin. Maddie didn’t say a word. She was all blinking eyes, soft moans, and sweet panting. She reached down to my sleeping shorts and took me out, holding me for the first time since the party. Our breathing mixed, and everything around turned into slow motion.

Our kiss sought for more, our tongues matching in pace. My hand reached to her chest, and I rolled a nipple, making her back arch, and she moaned my name.

My fucking name. It rolled so easily off her tongue.

I helped her out of her underwear, throwing them to the side without a second glance. I tugged her nightgown off and it had the same fate as the rest of the clothes.

Naked under me, Maddie Mendoza was the sweetest thing I ever laid my eyes on.

Her arms latched around me. I kissed down her neck and she buried her nails in my hair. God, I loved her nails. Something got me moving, sitting up, and she went with me. Maddie sat on her heels, and I had my legs in front of me. I stopped kissing her, just so I could take her all in. I traced a finger along her body and felt her shiver.

For a while, I tried to separate the Maddie who melted in my hands and the one I grew up with. But it was impossible. Only someone who knew me as much as she knew me could look at me like that.

I chucked my shorts where her underwear went and jerked my head in the bathroom's direction. “Get a condom for me, Maddie.”

This was when she could put a stop on us. Reconsider. But she stood up, naked, in my room and went to the bathroom. I heard Maddie opening the vanity in her search and I sat back in bed, resting my back on the headboard.

I was going to let her take the lead. I wanted her too much. I was too far gone.

Maddie reappeared with the foil between her fingers. Gloriously naked, my cock jumped at the sight of her. I drew a calming breath, waiting for her to say something, but she didn’t. Maddie crawled on the bed. I squeezed my eyes shut, but when they opened she was still there, passing me the condom. I took it and worked with it quickly.

“Come here.” My voice sounded husky, almost a growl, as I took her face and stole a kiss.

She whimpered when I let her go, and I helped her turn around, her back glued to my chest. I licked and nipped at her neck. I guided Maddie to me. With no words, she knew what to do. She held herself up while I positioned myself. I bit her shoulder when she went to sit on me too quickly. “Easy,cariño.”

Maddie nodded, but kept going. Getting accustomed to me while I kissed her neck, I took her nipples between my fingers.

When I was completely inside her, we breathed in sync. My grunts were swallowed by her moans. Our pace was perfect, like we practiced times before.

Maddie and I could communicate only with looks. Our connection was beyond words. Her breasts fit perfect in my hands. I cleaned the sweat on the back of her neck with my tongue. She was perfect, bouncing and chanting my name, undoing me little by little.

I knew what she wanted before it was out of her lips. We moved around, and she laid under me, her legs around my waist. She dove forward and licked my nipple.

Everything was perfect, a choreography we never needed to learn. It was simply, amazinglyus. If anyone in the whole world knew what I needed, it was the girl next door.

I felt her clenching me. She was close. I was too. I drove into her harder and faster. Her legs gripped my waist, and I drank all her words.

I went down to her ear, breathing all that Maddie was and whispered, “Come on, Mads. Come for me.”

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