“You’re making this hard, Madeline, but I’m not giving in. We’re going to do this right. I need you to make sure this is what you want. And I need to make sure I can trust that answer.”
I close my eyes. I really hurt him more than I thought. I should have known. Ryan was strong in his resolve to be the one for me. To be the man who handles things. Steps in. Shows up. And when he did all that, I left anyway.
He kisses me again, deepening it. “I should leave right now," he says. “I should stop this train but I know if I leave you’re going to give yourself the orgasm that’s mine anyway, aren’t you?” Before I can say yes, he captures my lips again while rolling my nipple. “Will you let me give it to you?”
“What about you?”
“I’m not worried about me. I’m being selfish and I need you to remember how I make you feel.” With one hand on my breast his other slips into my shorts and massages my clit. Dipping just inside me, he’s nothing but a tease collecting my wetness and then rubbing my clit again.
“Count to nine.”
He speaks against my lips, biting the bottom one. I furrow my brows and let out a quick breath. Fuck he’s got me so close already. “What?”
“Do it.”
I begin counting slowly. “One, two, three...”
He swipes through my pussy and circles my clit once more while tugging on my nipple.
“Four, five, ahhh…” His thumb rubs my sensitive bud while his middle finger slips inside me.
“Count,” he demands and I work my hips in rhythm with his hand.
“Six, seven…”
“Eight, nine!” he finishes for me, pinching my nipple and clit at the same time and I break. I cry out, my orgasm exploding through me. I shake and shudder, throwing my hands over my head as he lifts my tank and latches onto my nipple, sucking. I continue to ride his hand, dragging my orgasm out longer.A moment later the sensation is too much and I moan, falling against his chest, covering his hands with mine.
“Oh my god! Stop, I can't take it.”
He looks at me with hooded eyes. “You can. And you take it so well.” He pulls his hand from my shorts and licks his fingers clean. My eyes roll and his low chuckle vibrates through me.
“How are you going to get home with this?” I roll my hips over his hard on and snuggle in close.
“I’ll handle it when I get there.”
“Facetime me so I can watch?”
Chapter 12
Ryan
Me: For the record, if I was really going to discipline you I wouldn’t have gotten you off.
Maddie: I’m glad to see you’re loosening up in your old age.
Ichuckle as I read her message.
Me: Everyone’s got old jokes.
Maddie: I’ll make it up to you. How about dinner?
Me: I’m at the firehouse until 9
Maddie: After, then
Me: Sounds more like a booty call than a dinner date
Maddie: I wouldn’t be opposed