"If you want me to stop, now is the time, love."
She doesn't say anything but takes my hand, puts it to her lips and starts sucking my thumb, the same way she sucks my dick.
"Madison . . ."
"Make me all yours."
My jaw is clenched, such is the determination with which I force myself to go slowly, in a very slow fuck for my standards.
I try to pull out in one go and return with a little more intensity.
She cries out but raises her body to welcome me.
"I need to fuck you harder now. I want to come inside you."
"Oh my God."
When I start to move at an increasingly accelerated cadence, I feel her relax as I asked her to, and I almost go crazy when I see her pulling her own nipples, telling me how good it feels to be all mine.
The feeling of being trapped within her walls, of breaking down the final barrier between us, hurls me out of orbit.
I feel every muscle in her tighten on me, milking my cock as I fuck her without pause.
"I'm going to come," she says, and I pinch her clit between my thumb and forefinger.
There's no more taking it easy, not even if I wanted to, so lifting her leg almost to the limit, I fuck her without pity.
I can only hold back long enough to feel her come, and then I release myself in an intense orgasm, flooding her with my sperm.
I slowly pull out and lay her on her back, fitting myself between her legs. "I'm crazy about you, Madison. Love doesn't even come close to explaining it."
"I'm crazy about you too, and I'm not afraid anymore. I want everything."
Madison
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
The next morning
"Honey,I don't want to scare you, but the social worker called," my mother says as soon as I answer the phone.
"What?" I just woke up, and I don't think I understood her correctly.
"Miss Mirtes Prates called, saying she is coming here."
That wakes me up immediately, and I jump out of bed. "Did she say what she wanted?"
"Madison . . ."
"Mom, you're scaring me."
"There was a report in a gossip magazine saying that you are a call girl."
"Oh my God!"
"Madison, what’s happened?" Zeus asks, and at the same time his phone starts ringing.
"One moment," I say, stopping him with a gesture of my hand. "Mom, I'll get there as soon as possible. Call Mr. Rimes. Tell him I asked him to meet us there."