Page 31 of Playmaker

I move my lips to her ear as I find the waistband of her sweatpants. “Can I finish you off properly this time?”

With two fingers, I pull her waistband back and await her permission, and she gasps at whatever the expression is on my face. I’m unsure what it’s revealing to her, but I’m all in this moment. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.

“Yes.” It comes out as a whisper, but it’s all I need.

Finally, I move the lace of her panties to the side, sliding my fingers up and down her soaking wet slit.

Fucking hell.

When I laugh, Maddie shoots me a death glare.

“What?”she asks.

I find her clit, and it’s practically throbbing for me. From her tits to her soaking wet pussy, I’m in utter disbelief. “You are going to be dangerous as hell for me,” I find myself saying. Before she can reply I push a finger inside of her, my cock pulsating when she moans again.

She’s still on her feet, and I’m staring down at her while she’s pressed against my chest, my finger feeling just how tight she really is.

I’ve never wanted to be inside of someone more. I want to feel her wrapped around me without any clothing or distractions in our way.

She’s a virgin, though. I have to keep reminding myself of that. Foreplay with her is one thing, but taking her virginity is an entirely different story.

“You like that?” I tilt my head to the side as I carefully watch her face. My finger is pumping slowly in and out, and her mouth is parted, her breathing rapid. I want to feel her climax around me. I want to feel all of that wetness she gave me in the closet and then some. I want to dosomuch more.

“Fuck this.” I growl and drop to my knees before her, ripping down her sweatpants and underwear.

And what a sight she is to behold.

Seeing her naked and bare before me could rival any oasis, glorious cathedral, or even theMona Lisaherself. Maddie is so fucking pretty, but her pussy is even prettier, just like I knew it would be. It’s glistening right before my eyes, so I don’t give her the opportunity to question what I plan to do before I stick my tongue directly onto her.

She sucks in a sharp breath and throws her head back, her fingers wrapping into my hair. “Cam. Oh mygod.”

The taste of her is sweet. Vanilla and honey with a pinch of sugar. I look up from between her thighs as I swirl my tongue in circles against her clit. I’m hardly able to see her face because of how big her tits are, and I reach up to grab one, playing with the overly sensitive bud.

“Cam!” she cries out. Her legs are shaking, and she’s squirming so much that I finally have to release her nipple and grab her ass with both of my hands to fully engulf myself in her. She’s so damn wet.

So fuckinghot.

“Fuck, I’m going to—”

Yes.

That’s right.

Come for me.

I feel myself finish right in my pants as I await her release, my moans muffled and strangled between her legs.

She didn’t even touch me.

I didn’t even touchmyself.

A scream of release shatters my thoughts, bringing me back to the present. Maddie’s fingertips are clutching the countertop beside her, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as she continues to come on my tongue. My eyes don’t leave hers while I gather every last drop, cherishing the sweetness she gave me, and when she flinches from being so sensitive, I pull away, still on my knees before her.

Maddie Davis is naked in my kitchen, so I take my time gazing at her body, wanting to remember every last detail. The way her thighs meet before parting to the opening gates of heaven. The hip indents she always used to complain about as a teenager. The scar from the surgery she had in the fifth grade to get her appendix removed. Every ounce of her. Everyinchof her is perfection.

“Um, thank you?” Her cheeks are a bright pink when she notices me checking her out. “I didn’t get to help you, though.” Then her eyes drop to my shorts, and when she notices the stain on them, her cheeks are akin to a sunburn. “Oh. Never mind.”

I rise to my feet and grab her chin, planting a gentle kiss on her lips. “If you tell anyone about that . . .”

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