Page 33 of Maddox: Wild Alaska
I laugh. "We're not in public."
"Maybe I'll tell you tonight when I have you naked and under me," she teases. "I have a wicked tongue that I haven't put to use before."
I narrow my eyes, wondering if she means what I think she means. Oh, she does. The spark of excitement in her eyes tellsme that we're on the same page. "How have you made it to twenty-six without giving head?"
"I haven't had that much sexual experience. My boyfriend before Richard would climax the second, I touched him. Richard said he doesn't like it." I shrug. “So, I get to practice my awesome sucking skills on you.”
“Babe, if you don’t stop talking about blowing me, I’m going to have jizz in my pants again.”
“Don’t you want to know how I know what to do?” Her eyes sparkle with mischief as I narrow mine.
"I'm afraid to ask."
Sofie places her hands on my thighs and moves them up to the bulge at my groin. I shudder when she drags the tip of a finger down my shaft. The tip of her pink tongue slips between her swollen lips. They're swollen because I can't stop kissing this beautiful woman.
A cheeky smirk appears on her face seconds before she unfastens my jeans. We both gasp when my erect penis jerks free of the denim. Arousal tingles up its length and pools on the head as Sofie watches, licking her lips.
"I feel like I'm going to jump out of my skin," I admit.
Sofie smiles, her eyes dark with desire. "Can I taste you?" she whispers, her voice full of hunger.
"Yes," I croak, barely recognizing my own voice.
Her small hand wraps around my large girth, and I shiver with anticipation. My balls tighten as she leans in closer. I watch her lip’s part, ready to take me into her mouth. Her pink tongue comes out, and while holding my gaze, she swipes it over my slit, sending a shockwave of pleasure through me.
"Mmm, you taste really good." She whimpers. "I hope you're ready for this." Before I can reply, her mouth is on me. Not gentle. But rough and hungry. I surrender to the sensations, knowing I am at her complete mercy.
My legs quiver as Sofie takes me deep. Her nose tickles the hair around the base of my quivering cock. I slide my hands into her hair and gently guide her movements. The sight of her giving me head and the feel of her hot, wet mouth drives me crazy. It's a struggle to keep the bike steady because my legs quiver. I grip her hair as she starts bobbing up and down. Her hands come up and grab my hips, and I let out a deep moan of pleasure. "I'm close," I hiss, feeling the tension build inside me.
She only replies by sucking me hard and deep. Having her mouth on me feels amazing, and I don't want it to stop. I tighten my ass, trying to hold off my release for as long as possible. It doesn't work. Sofie moans, sending vibrations through my cock. "Fuck, Sofie! I can't hold off. I'm going to come."
I try to push her away, but she won't budge. Her mouth moves faster, determined to make me come, and I do. I explode into her mouth, grunting with pleasure as she sucks me dry. I groan deeply as I finish, my body tingling with pleasure.
Sofie gently pulls away and smiles up at me, knowing she made me lose my mind. "I guess I did that right, huh?"
I burst out laughing. "Babe, you did it so right that I'm struggling to keep the bike upright." My chest heaves as I pull her into my arms and hold her tightly. "As soon as we get back to my cabin, I'm going to show you just how much I appreciate your mouth." I smirk, and when she opens her mouth to speak, I don't give her a chance. I cover her mouth with a deep kiss that shows her how much I want her. She responds eagerly, melting into my embrace.
My heart sinkswhen I see Branson’s truck parked outside my cabin. There goes my chance to spend the morning back in bed with the beautiful woman clinging tightly to me on my Harley.
He didn’t want me at this morning's meeting with Gabe, which is why I took Sofie out on the bike. I pull onto my driveway and wait for Sofie to climb off before I do. I smile as I help her with the helmet fasteners, removing hers and then my own. I hang them on the handlebars and meet my brother's gaze.
"I always seem to be interrupting you." His eyes move to Sofie. "Sorry about that."
Sofie shakes her head. "You have nothing to apologize for. Can I make you a coffee? Have you eaten?"
"My brother has you right at home." He follows Sofie into the house while I bring up the rear.
"Maddox insisted that I get comfortable here and treat it like my home." She shrugs. "It feels odd, but I'm trying. Although, I will say, it’s easier with you because you look like you need taking care of.”
"I wouldn't go that far," I say, not liking where her thoughts are going.
Chuckling, she pours Branson a coffee and adds cream and two sugars. I raise an eyebrow, but she only smiles wider. “So, Branson, what can we do to help?”
“Fuck no!” I mutter. "I don't want you anywhere near the sheriff's station while that sick fucker is around."
Her eyes narrow. "I have a mind of my own, Maddox Jameson Hawke."
I wince, and so does my brother. "She's pulling out the full name." He snickers. "Best listen to her."
