that started this whole wild ride. “Grab my ass while I fuck you.”
I obey, happy to have permission to touch her, and reach around to cup Madison’s perfect ass as she starts to rise and fall. Her pussy grips my cock as she rides, her eyes rolling back as she bounces on my cock. I let her go at her own pace, my hands supporting her as she takes what she needs.
“That’s it, beautiful,” I murmur, encouraging her. “Use me. Take what you need. I’m here for you.”
Madison’s hips speed up, rising and falling in time with our heartbeats. Her breasts sway and bounce in front of me, and I take one into my mouth as she leans back, her pussy squeezing and milking my cock while I add to the sensation.
“Scott . . . oh, fuck . . . I’m gonna . . .” she moans, riding faster and faster, leaning forward and planting her hands on the back of the sofa.
Her back arches fiercely as she takes me balls-deep, and I grab a handful of her ass, encouraging her. She cries out, overwhelmed by the feeling as her body goes over, her climax rolling through her in shuddering waves that set me off too. I’m close behind, kissing her tenderly as my cock swells, the sweetest orgasm I’ve ever felt rolling from the tips of my toes all the way through the end of my cock, both of us gasping and shaking.
“I . . . I’ve never felt that before,” I gasp as Madison lays her head on my shoulder, her body still trembling. “Never.”
“Me either,” she says softly, running a hand through her hair and sitting up, my cock still inside her.
I nod, stroking her back tenderly. “I don’t want it to stop.”
She nods and leans forward, kissing my lips tenderly.
We stay there, looking into each other’s eyes until my cock finally softens and slips out before getting up and heading upstairs. There’s no need for a round two. This time was something . . . different. Instead, I set my alarm and slide into bed, Madison joining me. After turning the lights out, she murmurs in the dark. “Scott . . . maybe I could bring a couple of things over. Nothing major, just a few T-shirts for work?”
It feels like a win, a small victory, but one nonetheless with this woman. An olive branch, one she hopes I’ll take gently and not leave her with more scars. I grin against her hair, pulling her tight against me. “A few T-shirts or your whole wardrobe, Maddie. I’m good with whatever you’re ready for. Oh, except one request.”
She looks back at me, and in the moonlight, I can see the question in her eyes. “What’s that?”
I give her a smacking kiss. “A toothbrush. I’ll get you one to keep here.” And then I wink at her cockily.
She grins and snuggles back in as my little spoon. Yep, definitely a winner, and Madison is the best prize I can imagine. That fucker Rich didn’t know what he had, but I’m fucking glad because now she’s mine, even if she doesn’t fully realize it. She’s mine, and I’m fucking hers.
Chapter 17
Madison
Daily Horoscope, October 8th
Libra – Your mask hides the real you from the world, but also from yourself. Is the sacrifice of not living as your true self worth it?
The morning sunlight diffuses through the room, waking me up early. Part of it, of course, is that I went to bed early. Stella’s stays open until midnight every day but Sunday, so going to bed before two in the morning is early for me.
I stretch and realize that Scott is still sleeping peacefully beside me. Glancing over at the bedside clock, I see that it’s not even seven in the morning yet, and the only reason we’re getting any light at all is because of how high up in the sky we are compared to the rest of the city.
I get out of bed, nature calling me to take care of my morning needs. I take my phone to the bathroom with me, checking my notifications. Tiff’s morning horoscope is boring, just the cut-paste from whatever website she uses with no notes. Vaguely, I wonder if she’s mad at me or something, but I try to dismiss it as just a busy day and a ho-hum prediction.
I’m stunned as I come back out. The sun’s risen a little more, and now the whole city is bathed in a pink-orange