Page 193 of Mad Love

“Touch yourself, Maddie,” he told me, a desperate edge to his voice. “I wanna feel you come all over my cock.”

Unable to do anything but take and obey, I slipped a hand between my body and the pillow and rubbed my clit until I was convulsing around him and burying my face against the mattress as I cried out his name.

He rode me through my orgasm, never slowing until I went practically boneless beneath him with ragged pants.

A finger dragged down my spine and he kissed between my shoulders before whispering, “Can you take more?”

Feeling a little drugged, a lopsided grin pulled at my mouth. “I can take it all.”

I heard the rustle of him moving, and then the click of a cap being opened before something cool dribbled into the crack of my ass. I jerked at the unfamiliar sensation and started to twist around.

Ryan splayed a hand flat against my back. “Trust me.”

What had once been two words that would’ve sent me running, I now surrendered to. I trusted him completely and totally with my heart and my body.

When I relaxed, he started to move, his fingers slipping into my crack and massaging the lube around my asshole before he started to push against the tight ring of muscle. My already stinging ass protested, but I forced myself to relax until he was able to fit one long finger inside me.

“That’s my girl,” he praised, the approval in his tone making my insides flip-flop happily.

I sucked in a breath as he added a second finger, stretching me until he could add a third. Once more, my hands fisted in the sheets, desperate to anchor to something as he pushed me past any limits we’d come close to before.

And then his fingers were gone.

I braced myself for whatever plug he’d stashed in his bedside table for this moment, but what touched me next was bigger than any plug, and infinitely warmer.

“Relax, Maddie,” he murmured, thrusting his cock lightly against my back hole.

“Easy for you to say,” I muttered. “You’re not being split in half by your monster cock.”

He laughed, the sound rumbling between us. “I promise, it’s worth it.”

I had my doubts, but I breathed through him pushing deeper into me. It took forever as he worked his way in, until he pressed against my ass with a guttural moan. His fingers tightened on my hips, and I could barely breathe around how full I felt.

I wasn’t entirely sure I liked this, but I didn’t hate it.

“Fuck, this ass,” he groaned, kissing my shoulder. “You’re gonna love this.”

Doubtful, I wanted to say, until he pulled out of me slowly and I felt every single nerve ending jangle to life.

“Fuck,” I gasped, the unfamiliar sensations wrecking my nervous system as pleasure clawed at my insides like a rabid monster.

He laughed, the sound smug. “Told ya.” Then he pushed back into me and a whole new riot of sensations rippled across my body.

“Oh, God,” I choked out, squeezing my eyes shut as he started moving faster and harder until I was lifting my hips and trying to meet each of his thrusts with my own.

Bracing his weight on one arm, he reached beneath me to toy with my clit.

I cried out before I could smother the sound, and he pressed into me harder, pinching my clit. The sharp sting sent me careening into an orgasm that tore me to shreds. I sobbed against the force of it as my body bucked and jerked under him.

He pulled out of me with a deep groan and then I felt the hot splash of his release streaking across my back. Finally he dropped onto his side next to me.

I gasped, trying to catch my breath as he pushed my sweaty hair back from my forehead and leaned in to kiss me, stroking my tongue with his as his hand went to my back and traced a pattern through the mess he’d left.

I finally giggled against his mouth. “Dude, are you seriously writing your name on my back with your cum?”

He smirked at me but didn’t stop. “Just marking what’s mine.”

I rolled my eyes and sighed. Freaking caveman.

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