Page 109 of Sugar Rush

Rick moved down my body and hooked his fingers in the edges of my little lace knickers.He eased them down my legs and dropping them silently to the floor.

I closed my eyes and let my head tip back on the pillow when he gently parted my legs.I waited for him to settle between my thighs again, but at the first touch of his tongue where I was soaked and begging for attention, my eyes flew open.

He licked me in sure, smooth strokes.By the third one, I thought my every fiber of my being was going to explode from the pleasure streaming from my clit to every cell in my body.I trembled in delight as he kept the pressure up, knowing just how to stroke that bud of nerves to set me alight.He’d only done this to me once.It had been amazing then, but now it wasincendiary.

I sobbed his name as he curled one, then two fingers inside me, hearing his curse when I helplessly clenched my internal muscles around him, wanting, no,needing, more, more.Let it be now…

He flicked just the right spot with the tip of that talented tongue and I came in a burst of light and heat, pressing into his mouth, his name falling from my lips again and again, like a desperate prayer.

When I came to, he lay next to me, head propped up on his hand, gazing down at my face, a smug little smile playing on his lips.

I didn’t have the energy to do anything but lazily grin.I’d come like a freight train, and we both knew it.

And I wantedmore.

There was a rapidly expiring time limit on the time I could spend with Rick, and I wanted to make the absolute most of every second.

Rick reached into a bedside drawer for a condom, and after watching him roll it onto the delicious column of his cock, I picked my moment, and lunged for him.

We rolled over the bed—thank goodness his bed was king-size, not unlike the man himself—and I wrestled my way on top, settling my legs either side of his hips.

I looked down at him, impossibly handsome, with just that hint of cocky southern charm, that glint in his eye.I’d never get enough of looking at his face, taut with desire forme -maybe as long as I lived.

And maybe it was all very soon for these kinds of thoughts, but I’d fallen hard for this man.

Perhaps this was the meaning ofwhirlwind romance.It was a whirlwind, but I was safe in the eye of the storm, happy to just be close to him in whatever way he wanted.Whatever waywewanted.

But I knew, solidly, that I didn’t want to let him go.Even though an ocean separated us, I wanted to see where this fire between us took things.

I held his gaze as I slowly slid down on to him.I saw the moment he felt my muscles close around him.

His eyes widened slightly, and he uttered,“Fuck, Maddie.Oh, Christ.”

My heart raced as I took him all in, to the hilt, then held still, allowing us both the time to enjoy the feel of each other.

Rick stroked his hands down my sides, then settled them on my hips, squeezing gently.He wanted me to move.

I obliged him for us both, going slowly at first, the feel of him against my tight walls sending pleasure spiralling through me.When I set a faster pace, wanting to bring him to orgasm, knowing it wasmewho got him off, he positioned his hips up to meet mine.The feel of every ridge of him dragging quickly against my inner walls washeaven.

I watched something like pain flash over his face.

“Goddamn it, Maddie, I can’t…”

One of his hands left my hips to strum that sweet spot at my apex.I was already so wet from his earlier loving and his powerful thrusts had stoked the fire, and I flew apart, the orgasm slamming into me.

A few seconds after, I heard Rick’s hoarse cry as he emptied himself into me.

Limp, I slid down to meet him, chest to chest.His arms curled lazily around me, and I felt my eyes drift closed.The little aftershocks offantasticsex rocked my insides pleasantly, like late, but very welcome, fireworks.

“Darlin’.”He pressed a kiss to my temple.“Condom.”

Reluctantly, I let him shift me off of him, and felt cold for a few moments as he went to take care of business.

But he came back and pulled me to him, settling my head under his chin.I snuggled into him, quietly delighting in the lazy pound of his heart under my ear.

He threaded his fingers through my hair, a soothing caress.

“Maddie.”His voice was soft.“That was….”

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