Page 196 of Mad As Hell

I tried to walk by him, but his arm shot out. “What—”

He swept me up in his arms with a grin as I laughed.

“Seriously?” I met his gaze, less than an inch from my face.

He kissed me, holding my weight like it was nothing, and then stepped over the threshold. “Maddie, as much shit as we have stacked against us? I’m doing this tradition right in case we get an ounce of good luck from it.”

“Fair enough,” I agreed as he set me down. “So, what comes next?”

His gaze slid along the length of my body. “If you have to ask, this marriage is already in trouble.”

Smirking, I turned around and looked at him over my shoulder. “Think you can help me with the zipper on this dress?”

He rolled his eyes, but still smiled. “I don’t remember being your wardrobe attendant as part of our vows.” He reached for the zipper, but I sidestepped him.

“You’re absolutely right.” It took a little twisting, but I managed to get the zipper down myself. I let the material drop to the floor, leaving me in nothing but the pale blue corset and lace panties.

His eyes flared and he raised a fist to his mouth with a groan that sent arousal spiraling down my chest and straight to my core. “Jesus, you’ve had that on the whole time?”

I simply grinned and spun with a fake gasp. “I really don't want this dress to wrinkle.”

Bending at the waist, I kept my legs straight to grab the dress from the floor. I felt the cool air touch my pussy as the split in the center opened, flashing Ryan. I giggled over my shoulder and ran for the stairs as Ryan cursed behind me.

I barely made it to the first step before he caught me. He ripped the dress from my hands and tossed it aside before spinning me on the steps.

Crying out, my hands grabbed his shoulders while I tried not to fall. “Ry—”

He lifted me over his shoulder and kept going up the stairs.

I slapped at his back, laughing. “Put me down.”

His hand came down across my ass, and my squeak of surprise turned into a groan when his fingers slipped beneath the slit in my panties and inside my pussy.

“Fucking soaked,” he rumbled, the approval in his tone making me squeeze around his fingers as he walked into the bedroom.

My back hit the mattress with a breathless laugh as he crawled on top of me.

“Fuck, what you do to me,” he whispered, almost reverently, before slamming his mouth over mine. He pushed my lips open with his tongue, and I moaned softly as he took control of the kiss.

One hand cradled my jaw while the other held up his upper body. His hips pressed against mine, his already hard cock grinding against me. I opened my legs so he fit between them. The denim of his jeans rubbed against my clit and I cried out, my fingers clawing at his shoulders.

My hips jerked and bucked beneath him, needing friction.

Instead, he pulled his lips from mine and lifted his hips as he began kissing his way down the lacy fabric. He bit my nipples through the padded cups of the corset as a finger slid through the missing part of my underwear and stroked the length of my slit.

He moved lower until his shoulders were wedged between my thighs. He glanced up at me, eyes blazing. “Take your tits out, Maddie. I want to see them.”

Awkwardly, I reached into the corset and pulled my breasts over the edge. My nipples, already sensitive from his nipping, tightened even more as he devoured them with his gaze.

“Touch yourself,” he ordered.

A blush stole across my cheeks as I lifted my hands and massaged my breasts before rolling my nipples through my fingertips.

He spread my pussy open with one hand and lowered his mouth to suck my clit between his lips as two fingers pushed inside of me.

I arched off the bed, my hands falling to the sheets and clutching them as sweet agony rolled through me.

Ryan’s teeth gently caught my clit, and I almost jerked off the bed in shock. Breathing hard, I looked down the length of my body at him.

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