Page 231 of Mad As Hell

I whimpered, my nails scraping the wood and chipping some of the white paint as I held as still as possible. All I wanted to do was beg him to strip me completely bare and screw me until I couldn’t walk straight.

But this was part of the game, and I was curious to see which of us caved first.

Finally, he stepped away from me. “Don’t move, Maddie.”

My teeth caught my lower lip, and I heard him walk away from me. I wanted to look but forced myself to hold still. It sounded like he’d gone into the bedroom, but seconds later he was coming back.

He kissed my shoulder, almost reverently, as his hands began pushing my underwear down. He helped me step out of them, and then his fingertips were gliding up the inside of my leg. He sank a finger into me with zero resistance.

“I think we can do better than tedious.” He added a second finger but kept his thrusts shallow and unhurried.

My back arched as I instinctively angled my hips so he’d go deeper. Instead, he withdrew completely.

A plaintive whine managed to break free from my lips. “Ryan.”

Something else nudged at my opening, cold and slick and not his fingers.

Apprehension curled in my chest as whatever toy he was using was pressed inside me. I flinched at the cool metal as he worked it inside of me.

“I was going to use lube,” he informed me, “but since you seem to already be soaked, I figured why bother?” He dragged the blunt object through my slit, circling it around my clit with enough pressure to torment but not give me any sort of relief.

“Ryan,” I begged, needing more.

“Yes, Maddie?”

“Please.”

“Since you asked so nicely,” he murmured. “Bend over, but keep your hands on the door. And spread those gorgeous legs, baby.”

My cheeks flamed as I moved into the position he wanted. A second later, something pressed against my ass. My spine stiffened at the intrusion. “Ry…”

He kissed my spine, and I realized the object he’d been teasing me with was a plug he intended to put in my ass.

“Let me in, Mads,” he demanded softly, working the plug past the tight ring of muscle.

I took a deep breath and forced myself to relax, my nerve endings trembling as he seated the plug inside me. The stretch was uncomfortable at first, but the slow burn gave way to something exotic and sensual.

I exhaled hard. There was something deliciously deviant about this act that intrigued me, and I wanted more.

He unsnapped the back of my strapless bra, and it fell away, leaving me completely naked and him still fully clothed. I was about to tell him how unfair that was when his hands came up to cover my tits, pinching my nipples at the same time until they formed tight peaks.

I gasped at the sharp sting that seemed to have a direct line to my pussy. A soft, breathy moan escaped my lips as his hands dropped to my hips.

“Hang on,” Ryan warned me a second before he lifted me into his arms.

I clenched my butt, wondering if the damn plug would pop out as he carried me into the bedroom and laid me on the bed. He stepped back, his gaze searing into me as he licked his lips.

He began stripping, letting me enjoy my favorite view as his hard chest and abs came into my line of sight, that enticing V that dipped beneath his pants. He toed off his shoes and worked his pants and boxer briefs down before kicking them away.

He grabbed his cock as it bobbed up and tapped his stomach. Fisting it, he gave it several hard strokes, his blue eyes promising me all kinds of dirty things as he jerked off to the image of me naked beneath him.

His brows lifted. “Open those thighs, baby. I want to see my pussy.”

I slowly let my legs fall open, my insides tightening at his rough groan.

“Fuck, you’re perfection, Maddie,” he murmured, covering my body with his and fitting between my legs like we were two pieces of the same whole.

A second later, he started to push inside of me. Between the plug and his sheer size, I wasn’t sure he’d fit until he bottomed out with a hiss.

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