Page 28 of Psycho

“I’m making you come on my cock tonight, Storm.” I reassured her, “Nothing’s going to stop me.”

Chapter 12 – Olivia

“Ican’t believe he didn’t—” I pursed my lips, barely refraining from complaining about not getting dicked down before Maddox left on a hunt with Dane.

“Didn’t what, exactly?” Peyton raised her brows from behind her hard cider on the other end of the couch. “Please, finish that sentence.”

“Fuck me!” I cried dramatically, throwing my head back against the couch. “He was supposed to fuck me, but your husband stole him.”

She giggled and rolled her eyes. “You act like you can’t wait a few hours.”

“I can’t.” Sticking my bottom lip out, I whined. I didn’t tell her how my wild hormones were making my unfilled kitty literally throb as she spoke, but I was running out of excuses to avoid the conversation. And I was a little excited to share the news, too. Terrified, but a little excited. “We haven’t—you know. Wewere finally going to break the tension building and then BAM! interrupted.”

My future didn’t look so bleak and uncertain now that Maddox vowed to stay by my side and help me through it. Maybe telling my sister she was going to be an aunt would help build that excitement a little more, too. Or it could go totally upside down wrong and I would feel worse about myself after.

“Well, Dane needed help with something so,” She shrugged. “Guess you’re stuck with me for a while longer.”

“Rude.” I deadpanned and then giggled when she poked her toe into my leg.

“I kind of like having you around and accessible again.” She said, looking down at the blanket between us. “I’ve missed you.”

I didn’t tell her what I had been up to the last year or so, but I didn’t need to. It was pretty evident that Dane filled her in on the story. Even though she was busy with her new husband, and I was busy with my mess, I still felt guilty. “I’m sorry.”

She waved me off, “I know you were in over your head. I just wish you would have come to me before it got to this point.”

There was nothing else to say to that, so I didn’t bother. Not really sure why, but her disappointment in me chapped my ass more than it should have. Instead, I kept my mouth shut about my news and turned my attention back to the movie we were watching.

There was nothing a little Coyote Ugly couldn’t fix.

Ifell asleep sometime after one, giving up on Maddox coming back as I crawled into bed.

His bed, not mine.

Was there any protocol for a midnight booty call with the man who vowed to be a pseudo dad to your fatherless, unborn baby, whom you hadn’t actually ever fucked and only barely got to ride his face and lick his cock? If there was, I was too horny to care what it was.

Was I desperate? Yes.

Was I needy? Yes.

Was I pathetic and naked in his bed, literally dripping for his cock without knowing when he’d finally show up? Bingo.

Peyton had left a little before eleven, driving Dane’s car back to Hartington after he called her and told her they were going to be busy longer than expected. But my eyes were too heavy to stay open any longer, so I went to bed.

In my dreams, I could feel his warm, rugged body pressed against mine as I whimpered and cried out with pleasure while he satisfied me. Only after the second fantom orgasm did I wake up and realize they weren’t dreams or fantom orgasms at all.

As I finally forced my blurry eyes to open, I pulled the blankets up off my chest and found the man laying between my legs,feasting on my body like it was his last meal. “Madd.” I moaned, arching my back and stretching.

“There you are.” He chuckled, “I wondered how many times I could make you come in your sleep.”

“Cock.” I mumbled sleepily. “Now.”

He kissed his way up my body until he laid between my legs, sliding the thick length of his cock through my wetness, coating it.

“My pretty little Storm wants my cock?” He teased, sucking on my nipples and working me up further. “I thought I was going to steal a quick shower and then come over and sneak into your bed, but instead I came home and found your sexy naked body sprawled out in my bed, just begging for my cock.”

“Yes. You promised to fuck me.” I fought through the haze of desire and delirium as he kept playing with me. “So, fuck me, already.”

“Beg me.”

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