Page 59 of King of Ruin

His climbs up my body, his knees settling on either side of my hips. Then, grabbing my hands, he places them on his chest.

His hands still cover mine as he slides them down his pecs over the ridges of his rock-hard abs.

Dipping lower, I glide my palms over his hips and down the back of his powerful thighs. I don’t need his help any longer. Not that he lets my hands go.

The feel of his rippling muscles has infused me with another burst of energy. I take in the rougher feel of his skin and hair, the deep cut of the muscle about his knee, then up his powerful quads, and back over his ass, the firmness in contrast to my much softer curves. I partially sit up to continue sliding my hands up his back, my cheek coming to his upper stomach.

He threads his fingers into the long strands of my blonde hair. “Maddie.”

My lashes flutter, brushing his skin. “Not nearly as erotic as what you did to me, but you feel so amazing. Your skin, you…” Ikiss his belly and when I shift, his engorged cock brushes across my breasts.

My nipple puckers and I shift again, intentionally teasing the tip with my nipple.

“Fuck me,” he rumbles, grabbing my other breast with his hand, holding the weight in his hand before he tweaks the other nipple.

I can feel my excitement growing again, and I wonder if he’s right about me being greedy. I can’t seem to get enough…

But I just came and so I kiss lower over the deep cuts in his stomach along the shaft until I get to the tip.

And then I lick, collecting up the small bit of salty goodness on my tongue.

It’s his turn to be greedy and he thrusts forward, pushing the tip between my willing lips.

I slide my mouth over the swollen flesh, flicking the throbbing veins with my tongue as I use my mouth to intimately explore every inch of his cock.

I can hear him spitting and growling as I keep teasing.

Sliding my hand up the inside of one of his legs, I cup his balls in my hand, testing their weight, before I give them a small pull.

He hisses breath through his teeth. “Damn, woman, that feels good.”

I smile around his cock, ready to dive back for more but he pulls away, the weight of his torso, pushing mine back down on the bed.

His hips settle between my thighs as they part to accommodate him.

I can feel the press of the head against my opening and I tense the slightest bit.

Because I’m about to lose my virginity.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Roman

Maddie tensesand I know I need to slow down.

It takes every ounce of my control, every atom of my desire to protect this woman, to ease back.

Instead, I kiss her, slowly, gentle, my brain screaming in protest.

She kisses me back, the palms of her hands sliding over my back. She relaxes at the slower pace, the soft kisses.

And even though I’m aching, dying to be inside her, there is a part of me that just enjoys.

She always tastes delicious. Apple and blossoms, crisp white wine, fresh dew. I drink her in, sliding my tongue along hers until her whole body opens to me.

Her legs relax, climbing higher on my hips.

I lower my pelvis again, nice and easy, the head of my cock sliding through her soaking-wet folds.

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