Taken by Storm (Give & Take) - By Kelli Maine Page 0,74

her, stopping her words. Her hands flew to his head, her fingers weaving through his hair as he ran a finger through her folds and penetrated her with his tongue.

She felt him moving and heard his shorts fall to the floor. Then both hands were separating the lips between her legs as he suckled and teased her, sliding two fingers in and out of her.

She found his rock-hard erection with her toes and he ground his hips against her foot. His mouth latched on to her clit and sucked hard. A blinding, white heat began to pulse inside her. “Oh, God. MJ.” She pushed his head away. “Not yet. I want to come with you inside me. Please.” She grasped his shoulders and pulled. “Please.”

He rose over her and she gripped him, positioning him at her opening and lifting her hips off the bed, begging. He thrust into her, stretching her and sending sparks flying behind her eyelids.

MJ took her hands, thread his fingers between hers and held them over her head. “You,” he said, thrusting hard. “Are.” Another hard thrust had her moaning and arching her back. “Mine.” Again, he pushed into her deep and hard, hitting the spot that sent her over the edge. She cried out as he rocked his hips with hers and she exploded around him, wet and pulsing with release. It had never been so all-consuming, so raw. She’d split open and couldn’t stop trembling.

He stilled and kissed her. She tasted herself on his tongue. He held her head between their joined hands. “Are you okay?” he asked. “You’re shaking.”

She kissed the corner of his mouth, his cheek, his jaw. “It’s never been like that before.”

“I know,” he said. “You’ve never let yourself be that open to me before.” He nuzzled his nose with hers. “Thank you.”

“Thank you,” she whispered, lifting her hips, urging him to move again as she traced his bottom lip with her tongue.

He lifted her in his arms, rising to his knees and pressing her back against the headboard. He hooked his arms under her knees, spreading her as wide as he could and took her nipple in his mouth as he pounded into her.

Maddie gripped the top of the headboard, let her head fall back against the wall and held on tight. “I love how you take me,” she said, feeling a tightening deep inside. “Never stop.” MJ knew how to make her body respond to him like he knew how to claim her heart and soul.

A tingling, burning ache circled her opening, rushed through her with his fast, hard thrusts and had her arching and bucking against him, lost to another orgasm ripping through her.

“Fuck, Mads, you’re so tight and wet.”

His words were a distant murmur against her ear. The waves kept rushing through her, as he plunged into her over and over, seeking his own release. She whimpered and cried out each time he thrust into her. She’d never stop coming.

“Let go,” she begged.

He groaned and shoved himself inside her hard. She felt him pulsing with release as he panted and leaned his head against her chest.

Lowering her down onto the bed, MJ covered her body with his and gripped her chin, gazing down into her eyes with a stern, penetrating stare. “No other man will ever be inside you again. Do you understand?”

His possessiveness was startling, but she wanted his claim on her. Needed it like air and blood. “Yes.”

His fingers slid through the wetness between her legs and entered her. “This is mine.”

She took a shaky breath, letting her head fall back and digging her shoulders into the mattress as his fingers stimulated her overly sensitive flesh. “Yours,” she whispered.

Reaching down, she found him, hot, sticky and semi-hard again already. “Mine,” she said.

His chuckle against her neck sent goose bumps down her spine. “Baby, I think we proved it was made just for you.”

She laughed until his thumb circled her sensitive bundle of nerves and he had her gasping and writhing again as his fingers worked inside her.

“I love watching you come,” he said. “Putting that beautiful expression on your face is what I live for.”

Her body quaked and spasmed. MJ kissed her neck, trailing down to her chest before easing his fingers out of her. “I hope you live a long, long time then,” she said, licking her lips and catching her breath.

He settled in beside her and pulled the blanket over them. “I plan to,” he said. “Just like I plan to sleep