Page 57 of Spades

And this is a good fucking pussy.

Warm and welcoming, and just tight enough to wrap around my dick perfectly.

I start off slowly at first. Usually a woman has to get used to my length and girth. I don’t want to overwhelm her.

“Faster, Maddox,please.”

All right. No further questions.

I thrust in and out of her, relishing the incredible glove her pussy makes for my dick. She moans. Louder and louder.

Which only fuels my desire.

“Faster, Maddox!”

I go faster.

“Harder!”

I thrust with a damned vengeance.

“Maddox… Oh my God… I’m going to…”

I clench my jaw.

It’s building up. And I’m not going to hold it back this time.

“Fuck, Maddox!”

She’s reached her fourth orgasm. One more pump into her, and I erupt.

I claim her. Fucking mark her.

Mine. Mine.Mine.

And Mad Maddox, sated for now, curls up into a ball and rests within my soul.

I collapse on the bed next to her, kissing her gently on her lips.

Her eyes flutter shut. “Mmm, Maddox. That was incredible.”

I smile at her. “So were you.”

She pops her eyes open. “I’m serious. I don’t think I’ve ever had sex that good.”

I wipe the sweat off my brow. “You brought something out in me, Alissa.”

Mad Maddox. The animal side of my personality, brought out by only the rarest of women. And Alissa is the rarest of them all.

She looks over at the alarm clock on her nightstand. “I know it’s late. But would you mind staying?”

I don’t stay. Normally, I hate cuddling. Once the deed is done, I’m out of there.

But I want to stay with Alissa.

“Sure, baby. Whatever you like.”

She nuzzles her head against my shoulder and caresses my chest. “This is nice.”

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