I DARE YOU - Lylah James Page 0,31

at me – a very happy grin – before he claimed my lips once again.

Maddox walked off the field, with our lips still locked in a passionate kiss, one that was driving me utterly insane. Hungry lust gnawed at my stomach, and my thighs clenched around his hips, my clit practically pulsing with need.

“You might end up with a bruised pussy tonight,” Maddox muttered. “That’s two days of sexual tension.”

I nipped his earlobe before my mouth latched on his throat, biting and then soothing the sting with my tongue. “I’ll hold you to that.”

Maddox groaned when I traced my tongue over his Adam’s apple. I knew that was a sensitive spot of his. I let out a small, breathy giggle, and his fingers dug into my ass cheeks. “Minx.”

We didn’t make it back to our apartment.

Actually, we barely made it back to the car.

I was just glad it was dark enough that no one saw me riding Maddox in the backseat.

Maddox groaned against my lips as he bucked upward, thrusting inside me one last time, before he stilled. His body shuddered as he found his release, and my sex clenched around him. My stomach tightened, as I felt thick ropes of cum filling me.

It was a good thing I never missed my pills.

He buried his head into my chest, as we struggled to catch our breaths. My mind was complete mush, and my body was still shaking from my orgasm.

His hands moved down to my thighs, and he caressed me with the softest of touches. “Give me five minutes, and I’ll be ready to go again,” he grunted, as he circled my inner thigh with his thumb. He pressed his hand between us, where we were still locked together.

His index finger skated over my clit, and I whimpered. I was still so sensitive after our first round.

“Maddox?” I breathed.

“Hmm?”

“Maybe… we should go home first.”

His face was still buried between my breasts, and I felt him inhale. His hard length twitched inside me. “I’m happy right here. Tucked away inside your pussy. Ain’t moving, Babe.”

“Are we going to spend the night here?” I questioned with a small laugh.

“No,” he said, raising his hips to give me a half-thrust. Just enough to remind me that he was still inside me, semi-hard. “But I’m way too comfortable right now to move. Fuck, Lila. You’re tight and so fucking soft.”

My hand curled around his neck, and I pressed my face into the curve of his shoulder. He smelled sweaty, musky with the fresh smell of grass. His favorite cologne lingered around his manly scent. I licked my lips and tasted the remnants of his minty kisses.

My stomach did stupid, silly somersaults, and my heart squeezed.

God, I still couldn’t believe it, still couldn’t wrap my head around the simple fact: Maddox was mine.

I no longer felt any uncertainty about it, but fuck it, my feelings for him still scared me shitless. I wondered if he felt the same way.

But then I felt silly.

Of course, he felt the same. I often caught him looking at me, his blue eyes smiling and warm with affection.

Sure, we never said those three little words to each other, but I liked to believe it wasn’t needed. Not yet, at least.

While I didn’t doubt Maddox’s feelings for me, we were still so new. I wanted our first time saying those three words to each other, and it was probably the romantic in me speaking, but I wanted it to be special.

Maddox tucked stray hair behind my ear, and his lips caressed my temple. “You’re so goddamn beautiful, Lila,” he said in his deep, raspy voice.

My chest fluttered, and my eyes closed, as I shoved my face into his chest and inhaled. I was addicted to him and his scent. It was like I wanted to breathe him in, all the time. Who knew you could get addicted to someone’s smell? That was so weird, but damn my hormones.

It scared me. Being so addicted to him.

God, it scared me shitless.

And this was why…

“Maddox?”

He hummed. “What?”

“Can you promise me something?”

“Babe, I’m dick deep inside your soft pussy. You can ask me anything right now, and I’d say ‘yes,’ before you can finish your sentence.”

I gave him an internal eyeroll. Of course, I should have known he’d spout some shit like that. Maddox had a one-track mind.

I breathed in a ragged breath, preparing myself for what I was about to say. There was a sudden, hard lump lodged in my throat.

His fingers smoothed down