Page 264 of Bossy Hero

“Your tongue. Mouth. Fingers.” She caresses her hands down my back to squeeze my ass. “And I especially missed this.”

The punishing way she digs her fingertips into my ass makes my eyes roll back. “Fuck, Maddie. Do that again. Harder.”

I love making her feral, watching her delicate manners fade as she gets rough with me. It’s such a contrast to her normal disposition, and knowing I’m the one who brings it out of her is heady as fuck.

“You mean this?” she teases, pulsing her hands harder. There’s a punishing bite to her touch that drives me wild with desire. “How I squeeze your firm ass, pushing you deeper inside my body?”

“Yes, baby.”

“You like that?”

“Sodamnmuch.”

“Good. Because I love the feel of your muscles flexing and pumping under my palms as you fu—” She cuts herself off to stifle a moan, careful to keep her volume low. “As you fuck me like this. Hard. Fast. Deep.”

The breathy quiver in her voice might be my undoing. And when she throws in that teasing dirty talk, it’s even more lethal.

Placing one flat palm on the headboard for leverage and to stop it from tapping the wall, I slam into her and grit out, “Keep talking, baby.”

She pants her reply, barely able to force it out. “No more. Words.Ah. Just. Kiss me. So I don’t.Mmm. Scream.”

“I know it’s wrong, considering where we are, but I would give anything to hear you scream for me right now.”

Her answering laugh is choked off with another throaty moan. “Alan, please, kiss me to keep me quiet.”

I slam our mouths together, drinking down every sexy sound she makes. They’re all mine now.

Time slips away, losing all meaning, as I drive myself in and out at a furious pace. Our tongues twist, and our lips greedily lap against each other like we’re ravenous. Sweat streams down the middle of my back.

She meets me every step of the way, matching my thrusts. No matter how fast I go, she keeps her arms and thighs wrapped around me. Like she’s afraid I’ll float away if she lets go.

Although I was joking about leaving an imprint on the mattress, I’m beginning to think my body took it seriously. We’re fucking like we’re thirty years younger.

The sparks of my impending climax coil low in my gut, slowly spreading until I ache for release.

I pull my upper body off her enough to snake my hand between us. As soon as I find her clit, I circle it with my first two fingers, flicking and rubbing the sensitive bundle. I’m not coming without her.

Her keens spike, and her back bows off the bed. “Alan, my god. Just like that.Yes.”

“Shh,” I warn in a hush, then recapture her mouth.

If I’ve learned anything in my time as Maddie’s lover, it’s when she says to keep doing something, fucking do it. Exactly like that. Change nothing. And I’ll get the best damn reward when she explodes in rapture, her body clinging to mine.

My fingers keep the same rhythm and pressure on her clit. When the tips of our tongues connect, her pussy flutters and spasms around my cock.

See what I mean? Change. Nothing.

Andfuuuck.

With a stifled roar, I finally succumb to my climax, letting her velvety walls tug every drop of my release from deep inside me.

There’s a profound poetry in finding our bliss together the first time we reconnect after nearly a week apart. It’s as if our bodies wanted to remind us that we belong together.

As we float down from the pinnacle, I stay connected to her, not wanting this moment to end.

Between languid kisses, I tell her, “I love you. With all my heart. I always will.”

“And I think you’re pretty neat,” she jests, barely getting the jab out before her laughter escapes.

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