button of her clit, nibbling on it before licking lower.
“I need you on my mouth,” I growl as I bury my tongue deep inside her walls, feasting on her juices and sucking hard on her sweet folds. Madison arches her back, her heeled sandals pressing kinkily into my back as I take the only dessert I’ve been interested in all night. I slide my hands under her hips, holding her immobile as I flutter my tongue until she’s gasping, her breath coming in tortured hitches.
“Fuck, Scott . . . oh, fuck, I’m gonna—”
“Come,” I tell her, flicking the tip of my tongue over her clit. Madison cries out, and her back arches even more as she starts coming, her thighs clamping around my ears as I suck hard on her button. Even as she’s still pulsing, I stand up, unbuttoning my jeans and shoving them down my thighs along with my boxer briefs. I’m lining up with her sweet pussy when she stops me.
“Wait,” Madison gasps, her hand pressing against my chest. “I want to see before you fuck me.”
I take my shaft in my hand and squeeze as Madison lifts up to her elbows to look at my cock. “Is this what you want?” A drop of precum leaks from my tip and she moans.
“Can I taste?” she asks, her mouth open as if she’s waiting for me to fuck her face.
I jack myself again, more gathering at the tip. “If you suck me, I won’t be able to stop, and I want inside your pussy. It’s all I’ve been dreaming of.” I swipe my thumb across my head, coating it with my precum and then offering it to her. Madison’s pink tongue swirls around my pad, getting every drop and sucking it the way she would my cock. I groan at the thought. “Madison . . .” There’s a hint of warning in the gravel of my tone.
“Mmm, you already on the edge? Imagining me sucking you like this?” She nips at my thumb and I can’t take any more.
I pull my thumb from her mouth, gathering her hair in my fist. “More. Now.”
Madison agrees, spreading her legs wider for me. “Fuck me, Scott.”
Her words are dirty, but they’re soft. She’d said she didn’t want me to hold back, but I can hear the unspoken plea for me to not hurt her. Not physically, but emotionally.
We stare into each other’s eyes as I rub my cock through her folds, and I tease at her clit with my head, taking my time even though I want to bury myself inside her hard and fast. I press inside her slowly, groaning as her pussy takes me in.
The feeling of being accepted by Madison’s body is like coming home, a tight squeeze offering comfort and joy. I press her thighs down, pinning her to the table with my hands as I pause, pulling back before stroking half of my cock in and out of her, both of us moaning as her pussy grips my aching shaft. “That’s not all of you.”
“Not yet. Patience,” I tease her. “You’re so fucking tight. Tell me I’m not hurting you.”
Madison’s head thrashes against the table. “Not hurting . . . need more.”
I stroke my hips in and out, burying more and more of my cock deep inside her until I feel my thighs bump up against the lip of the table. I grab her hips, pulling her deeper onto my cock and making Madison grunt sexily. I growl, my eyes squinting because it feels so good. “Fuck!”
I pull back and start pounding Madison harder, watching her face for any sign of pain, but she wants more, reaching down and grabbing the edge of the table to pull herself onto my cock as I stroke in and out. I give her what she asked for. I give her everything.
Our hips slap together as I speed up, fucking her mercilessly as I abandon myself to my desires. Madison’s eyes leave my face to look at my tattoo, but she’s not scared. This time, she’s fascinated, tracing the lines and shapes with soft fingers before digging her nails into my skin as I bottom out deep inside her.
“Look at me,” I command, staring into her eyes as we climb higher. Her pussy clenches around me as she obeys, and I ride her hard, claiming her as my cock swells even more before exploding. The feeling pushes Madison over, and our cries mix into deep moans of satisfaction as