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everywhere else.

After he reached my ankles again, he gently flipped me onto my back and leaned over me. His eyes here black and filled with a hunger I’d never seen in them before. He stroked over my body with his gaze.

“I need you,” I whispered. I held my arms out to him and tears of want burned my eyes. “Please.”

He tore open a condom and rolled it over his cock, stroking the length as he watched me, but still not touching me. I was willing to do anything, say anything if he would just give me what I needed.

“Madden.”

His eyes grew stormier and he sucked air into his lungs. With his free hand, he reached down and slid his fingers through my slick folds. My hips jerked and I cried out. The bed dipped and he knelt between my legs, still running his fingers up and down slowly. Every time he brushed my clit, I cried out louder.

Sweet tension built and I strained toward him. I rocked my hips, did anything I could to make it happen faster. His eyes never left my face while he brought me closer and closer to the edge.

I spread my knees as wide as they could go and my body shook. My fingers clenched around the sheets. Words fell from my lips, begging, pleading with him not to stop. I was right there, teetering on the edge.

“Please,” I groaned. “Madden, please.”

He growled low in his throat and flicked his finger over my clit. Light exploded behind my eyes and I opened my mouth to scream, but nothing came out. Madden thrust inside me and lay his body over mine, holding me still when I wanted to thrash around the bed.

His hips jerked and every time he drove in, it sent my climax soaring higher. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t see. All I could do was feel. It was too much but he still wrung more from me. Just when I thought I had nothing left, he hooked his arms under my knees and spread me wide open, then dug his fingers into the bed next to my shoulder and lifted up.

His face was only inches from mine. No part of his body touched me now except for his cock. I could see it sliding in and out, glistening with my release. His lips pulled back and I saw his teeth were clenched. Low growls echoed in his chest and he picked up his speed.

I could feel myself building again and was helpless to stop it. This time I would surely split apart into a million pieces. Madden pounded into me now, rocking my body and the bed. I needed to touch him, to ground myself before I broke open.

I slid my hands behind his neck and pulled his face the rest of the way down. His lips crashed over mine, his tongue stroking boldly in the same rhythm as his cock.

There was no teasing now. I spiraled upwards again and when my climax hit, I screamed into his mouth. His hips moved at a punishing speed, driving me higher, until his body froze. This time I swallowed his shout as he pulsed inside of me.

It took minutes for the fissures of pleasure to stop. Every time I thought I was done, Madden would shift and tiny aftershocks raced through me. I’d tighten around him and he’d groan and rock his hips slowly, and it would happen again.

Finally, when I couldn’t feel my limbs anymore, Madden slid out and eased my legs back down to the bed.

The bed eased as he moved off of it.

He disappeared for a few minutes, then was back, pulling the covers down and lifting me into place. He slid in beside me and lay on his back, still breathing heavy.

I had no words and neither did he. I didn’t know if it was simply the languid feeling now seeping into my body that made this time different, or if it really was. Madden reached over and took my hand, threaded his fingers with mine. I wanted to ask him if he felt it too, but exhaustion crawled through my body and my eyelids grew heavy.

The last thing I remember before I fell asleep was Madden wrapping his arms around me and pulling me against his body. Feather-light kisses reigned over my forehead and I knew that I had never felt so safe and so protected in all my life.

Chapter 3

When I stumbled out of bed long after the sun had