Page 35 of The Bookworm Who Stole Christmas
“Take your top off, sweetheart,” I order gruffly.
She does as I say without hesitation. Her T-shirt gets flung to the other side of the room without a care, and I watch, enraptured, as she slowly removes her bra, teasing me with her movements. Once it’s finally off, I nearly drop to my knees in worship because staring back at me are the sexiest, perkiest breasts I’ve ever seen. The dusky pink of her nipples offsets her skin tone, and I lick my lips.
Coming to my senses, I crawl up the bed, grabbing her legs and tugging her lower half to the edge. I reach up and place my mouth over her right nipple, sucking on it. I swipe my tongue against it, causing Maddie to moan. She pushes her breast further into my mouth as I bring my other hand up to tweak her left nipple.
“That feels so good, Parker,” she pants, sweat beading her brow. “Harder.”
Having a woman tell me what she loves and how she likes it is one of the hottest forms of communication I’ve ever heard. Cause if I don’t know what’s working for her, how will I know to do it again and again?
I bite down on her nipple gently, and she lets out a squeal before throwing her head back. I move down her body slowly, trailing kisses along every inch of exposed skin. I want this woman marked by my kisses. They may not be seen to the naked eye, but I’ll know that it's my scent all over her body, like I’m marking her as my own.
I shuffle myself down, my knees on the floor as I gently pull her leggings down. She’s wearing a pair of barely there lace panties, and my mouth waters, dying for a taste. I remove her panties and run a finger through her slit.
“Mmm, soaked for me, sweetheart?” I ask, circling her clit for a moment before inserting a finger into her cunt. “Want me to fuck you so hard you see stars?”
“Please. I want that so bad.”
I push another finger into her, moving in a slow rhythm, grazing her G-spot with each movement. I watch in fascination as Maddie’s hands clutch her bed sheets and her back arches, chasing the high. Leaning down, I lick her clit, her musky scent driving me wild.
“Yes, don’t stop,” she pleads, breathlessly.
“I’m gonna fuck this pretty pussy of yours raw, sweetheart, and when you think you can’t take anymore, I’m gonna do it all over again with a smile on my face,” I growl before sucking her clit into my mouth and thrusting my fingers.
Maddie grabs my hair, pushing my face further into her. “Fuck—yes! Oh god, don’t stop. Please, please,please.”
I think I just found my new favorite sound—my girl begging.
Her cries get louder, and I know she’s close. I grind into the mattress, craving my own friction. Her cries of pleasure are a turn on in themselves, and I’m not sure how long I’m going to last, but one last swipe of my tongue and my fingers grazing against her G-spot has her coming with a scream and me nearly with her.
She breathes heavily, her body jerking with aftershocks as she sinks into the bed, looking completely sated. I could stare at her all day like this—hair like a halo around her on her pillow, her eyelashes fluttering against her cheeks, a flush covering her chest and neck, and I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight.
Chapter Twenty-One
MADDIE
Ifeel like the breath has been knocked out of me from the intense orgasm that just hurtled through me. My body feels like it's on another plane, neither here nor there, and I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard.
“Wow,” I murmur, my eyes finally opening.
Parker stares back at me, desire written all over his face as his tongue flicks across his lips that are still slick with me.
“Haven’t even got to the best part, sweetheart,” he teases, standing up and pushing his jeans and boxers down.
I lick my lips without thinking, my pussy clenching as I take in his naked body. From the chest hair peppered across his chest, down to the V of his hips. The line of hair from his belly button to his cock that’s glistening with pre-cum. He’s just… perfect.
Pushing up off the bed, I wobble, my legs shaky from my world-changing orgasm, and drop to my knees in front of him. Parker gazes down at me, his mouth slightly parted and his chest heaving up and down.
“You look so pretty on your knees for me, sweetheart,” he says as he runs a finger down my face.
I lean into his touch before reaching my hand out and placing it around his length. He’s hot and heavy in my palm as I stroke him. He lets out a low groan, throwing his head back.
Wrapping my lips around him, I suck his length further into my mouth. He gasps, his hand gripping my hair tightly as he thrusts in and out, slowly at first but getting quicker and quicker the closer he gets to his release.
Tilting my head, just enough to meet his gaze, my breath catches as he stares at me, like he’s caught between worship and disbelief. I double down in my efforts, wanting to please him, but he pulls me away.
“I plan on choking you with my cum at some point, sweetheart, but tonight is not the night,” he grits out, hauling me into his arms. “Tonight, I’m going to cum in this pussy of yours.” He trails a finger through my slit, and my knees threaten to buckle. “Let’s see if I can’t make you scream louder this time.”
He rubs my clit as I nod emphatically, his words sending a wave of desire through me. I widen my legs for him to get a better angle, but he whispers in my ear, “On the bed, baby.”
