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When Maddie’s tongue flattens and she begins to take me into her mouth, I grunt with relief. “Keep your jaw relaxed,” I tell her. “I want to feel your lips, not your teeth.”
Maddie looks up to me again and I see a wicked glint in her eyes that should have me worried. She looks like she wants to punish me. I’d deserve it if she bit me, but her cheeks hollow as her lips seal around my shaft and she takes me deeper than I was ready for. A red hot coil of desire tightens in my core so intense that my jaw locks.
Her tongue explores my length as she draws back up to the tip.
“Perfect,” I tell her. “You’re doing so well, little bird.” She looks up at me through her eyelashes as she licks my crown. “You’re even more fucking beautiful with my cock in your mouth.”
Her cheeks tug into a smile, but then her head bobs down fast. Her lips reach where she’s holding my shaft in her hand, and my cock hits the back of her throat. Her eyes are watering as she pulls back up, and I feel the scrape of her teeth. She’s smiling again. She did that on purpose.
“Damn, you’ll send me straight to hell,” I grunt as I give up all hopes of being gentle.
I tighten the rope of hair at Maddie’s nape and as she goes down on me again, I thrust deep. She doesn’t gag. My baby moans in pleasure.
“Jesus, Maddie,” I say as my hips buck. “You take my cock so well. I could fuck your mouth every day.”
Heat builds and my cock pulses as I drive into her. The pleasure she’s sucking out of me takes all my self-control with it and words tumble out of my mouth unguarded.
“Goddamn it, I wish I could fuck you. I’d spread you wide and impale you with my fucking cock. I want to feel your sweet, hot pussy. I want to know how fucking wet you are right now. I want to know how you taste. I want to eat you alive.”
Maddie’s lips tighten around my shaft as I drive into her mouth, wishing it was her pussy. I quickly lose my rhythm. I just want to possess her. Every damn inch of her. She’s mine. She’s fucking mine.
Just as I’m ready to explode, Maddie makes a humming sound deep in her throat. The vibration travels from my tip straight to my balls, making me feral. I release a roar as my cock swells, and I see stars so bright they briefly block out the sight of Maddie sucking me off.
As I shoot my seed to the back of her throat, my wife keeps her eyes on me. She licks and swallows as she brings me down from a high I’m not sure I’ve experienced before. It feels like a first for both of us.
“How did you get so good, so fast?” I ask when she finally releases me, and I let go of her hair.
Maddie licks her lips. “Books, Hunter,” she says with a wicked smile.
After helping her to her feet, I fasten up my pants, and slump back against the door. As the handle digs into my back again, some of the things I said to her come back to me. My cock thickens at the thought of doing all those things I’d described. Maddie’s cheeks are flushed and her breathing isn’t slowing. Ishould go.
I stroke her face. “I’m sorry this can’t be more,” I say, kissing her forehead briefly so I don’t have to see the hurt flash across her face. “I’ll be in the office. Come find me when you’re ready and we can prep for tomorrow.”
Maddie steps away. “Thank you for my wedding gift,” she says, her shoulders hunching as she withdraws into herself.
I open the door and offer her a wry smile. “Thank you for mine.”
Chapter 16
Maddison
There are low murmurs coming from the office, and just the sound of Hunter’s voice makes parts of me throb despite myself. I’d collapsed onto the bed after he’d left my bedroom, my jaw aching and my frustration coiling ever tighter in my belly. My only relief was to draw my legs up and let my knees fall open so I could tend to my own needs.
I should be relaxed now, but my fingers hadn’t been Hunter’s fingers. And if I’m being brutally honest, I don’t want fingers. I continue past the office towards the kitchen.
“Congratulations, Mrs. Griffin,” Connie whispers as she gives me a conspiratorial wink.
My sigh escapes before I can stop it. “It’s just a business arrangement.”
Connie scrutinizes my features. My cheeks are still flushed and I’m not sure I’ve put enough effort into taming my hair after Hunter twisted and pulled it while he fucked my mouth. “Yes, I can see that,” she says, raising an eyebrow. She takes a jug from the refrigerator and pours me one of her smoothies.
“And what miraculous properties does this one hold?” I ask, taking it gratefully.
“It’s invigorating.”
My glass pauses at my lips. “I might need the opposite. Something to dampen down… feelings?” I say, opting for ambiguity. What I need is something to cure me of my carnal desires since it’s not going to be my husband.
Connie simply smiles. “No, I’m pretty sure that’s the one you need.”
