Page 103 of How to Entice a Fiend

“You very much know what it means. We’re both well aware why you’re standing in my doorway,” he says as he kisses my neck.

“I just came to tell you that we were getting up early tomorrow.”

He freezes. “Seriously?”

“No.”

A laugh escapes him. “You like to toy with me, don’t you?”

“No idea what you’re talking about,” I say as I reach out and tug the edge of his shirt. “I think I need you to explain it to me.”

Mads slides one hand under my ass, lifting me up before he carries me over to the bed and lowers me onto it. “I can happily explain it,” he says, and since my legs are hanging off the edge, he slides between them, pressing himself in close so his cock is against my groin.

“Do you understand a bit better?”

“Not yet.”

“Do you think it’s the clothes prohibiting your understanding?” he asks as he pulls his shirt off and drops it to the ground before reaching for his sweats. He slides them down, taking his underwear with them and giving me a view of his naked body.

Mads chuckles. “I’m acting like you haven’t seen me in the nude before. Like… look at me. Be thrilled by my naked booty that you haven’t already lugged across a forest and had the pleasure of perusing with your eyes.”

“There wasn’t much perusing. There was a bit too much dying for that to happen,” I comment as I let my eyes roam. “You look slightly more alive this time.”

“Ah, what a compliment. It’s enough to make me blush,” he says. As I pull myself up farther onto the bed, he climbs on so he’s leaning over me.

I slip a hand around his neck and draw him down until his lips collide with mine. They part, and his tongue invites me to play as my wandering hands explore his naked body. I love the way he shivers when I trace my fingers softly over him; it’s like he’s attuned to my every action.

As I pull back, and my eyes travel to his throat, I find myself nipping it.

“Now I’m all yours. Enlighten me on what you want to do. I’m easy to please and pleased by any position, or if you just wanted to strip me before drinking from me, I’m not going to complain… okay, I’d complain a little. But I’ll pretend I wouldn’t.”

My hand slides down to his ass cheek, squeezing it as my fingers ache to explore. But right now… I want him to fuck me. I don’t want to be the one in control. I want him to take over—dominate me, fuck me, come inside of me. I just want to lose control. Just for a moment, I want to feel something other than this tension that never seems to leave my body.

“Fuck me,” I murmur as I pull out the lube and tap it against his shoulder. “I want you to fuck me.”

“I would love to,” Mads says as he slips my sweats down my thighs. I lift my hips, allowing him to maneuver them down, his fingers teasingly gliding down my skin. As he lifts my leg up, he kisses my thigh while tugging the pants off my legs and dropping them to the ground. Then he slides up between my knees as his fingers run up my sides, pulling my shirt up and off.

I wrap my legs around him, drawing him closer to me as my hands drift downward. My fingers slide over his thick cock while he opens the lube and squirts some onto his fingers. His lips find mine again as I feel his finger drift down between my ass cheeks, teasingly running over my entrance before pressing against it.

“It’s been an extremely long time since I liked someone enough to let them fuck me,” I say.

“Oh? You like me? Which kind of like?”

“The kind where I’d like your dick in my ass.”

Mads laughs. “So eloquent.”

“Thank you.”

His finger presses in deeper as his kisses travel over my throat. “You can bite me. You don’t have to ask. Whenever you want… I’m not going to lie, I kind of like it.”

“You like it or you think it’s a way to get me to like you?”

“Can it be both?” he asks as he adds a second finger, and the way it rubs just inside of me heightens my pleasure. I love the way he murmurs as my slick hand skims along his dick then slides over the head, thumb circling around it before traveling back down. I smooth more lube down his hard length as another finger joins the first two, opening me up and feeling so good.

But it’s not enough. I want to feel him fill me up. I want his hard cock driving into me. I pull my hand free and urge him forward.

Mads thankfully gets the hint as his fingers withdraw before he presses the head of his cock against my hole.

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