by Cameron Dane
One blink of her molten silver stare later, she had his zipper down too. When she started to sink to her knees in front of him, Wyn buried his fingers in her hair. “Wait.” He tilted her head back, forcing her to look up at him, and the desire in her eyes made his gut clench. Still, he said, “You don’t have to do this.”
Maddie curled her fingers around the waistband of Wyn’s pants. “Desire and fantasy goes both ways with us.” She put her face against his lower belly and hummed, and the vibrations raced right through his dick and balls in the most delicious way. “I’ve wanted to taste you for forever too.” With that, she dragged his pants down and licked a line straight up the underside of his cock.
Instant pleasure shot through Wyn, and he shouted and slammed his head back against the blinds covering the window in the door. Tingles of pain snaked through his skull, but Maddie parted her lips over the head of his prick and sucked a part of him into her mouth, and the thought that he would have a headache later flew from his mind.
With her lips circled in the sexiest damned O around his shaft, Maddie slowly moved up and down the upper portion of his cock, taking him in and out of her mouth in the most shiverworthy manner. The sight of his dick gently popping free, to the way she grazed her lips across the rounded cap, teasing the slit, before sucking him back into the warm cavern of her sweet mouth, sent combustible shards of joyous dynamite all through his body, stealing his breath and his thoughts.
Wyn twisted his shirt and held it against his stomach, clearing the area so he had an unobstructed view to every glorious thing she chose to do to him. She rubbed her face all over his length and ran the tip of her tongue in a swirl pattern along his cock, leaving an enticing map of shiny saliva in her wake.
He hissed, “Christ, that’s beautiful.” She looked up at him, light shining in her eyes, and emotion thickened his voice with rust. “Jesus, Maddie. I’d stopped dreaming I’d ever see your mouth on me.”
Her answering smile matched the warmth in her gaze. That grin of hers held softly against the head of his cock, he swore just long enough to brand him with her imprint, before she opened up and swallowed even more of his shaft. His tip touched the back of her throat, and he jolted and cursed as the heightened sensation raced all the way down his length and lit his nuts on fire.
Relentless in her pleasurable form of torment, Maddie started jerking Wyn off in addition to increasing the suction on the upper half of his prick. Faster and harder she moved, whipping her hand up and down his dick in a firm frenzy in between sucking him with insane pressure. Her hair flowed down her back in wild disarray, and the perspiration glistening on her smooth skin brought out a rosy hue and turned her lips as flush with color as cherries. Over and over again, she sucked his cock into her warm, wet mouth. She swirled her tongue all over the ultrasensitive skin, and each stroke of her lips and tongue snaked farther and deeper into Wyn’s body, setting his entire system on fire.
Suddenly Maddie switched to licking up the underside of his cock like it was an ice-pop treat. She pressed the length against his belly and then kissed her way down to his swollen sac.
She started to drag one of his nuts past her lips, but Wyn ripped her away, uttering, “Fuck no, baby,” and pulled her to her feet. “I can’t take your mouth on my balls right now.” He dragged her in and pressed a hard kiss to her lushly reddened lips, then kept her flush against him and shuffled them to her desk. “Not if you want this to last for more than another two seconds.”
She clung to his kiss and tore at his shirt, popping buttons off, her breath coming as hard and heavy as his. “I don’t care how long it lasts.” In two fast moves she hiked her sundress up to her waist and shoved her panties down her legs, losing her flats along the way, exposing that heart at the apex of her pussy that drove him wild. “Just so long as you start right now.”
“Damn it, Maddie.” Groaning, his dick as rigid as iron, Wyn swept everything off the desk with one arm; he lifted her onto the cleared surface and parted her legs with the other, frantic to make her fully his again. “You’re so damned amazing.” He slashed his mouth across hers, desperate for her in every way.
Unable to wait a second longer, he shoved his cock home and took her to the root, filling her to her core.
Oh motherfucking good God yes. Intense pleasure consumed Wyn’s cock in a concentrated shot, and he shouted into her mouth, muffling the rough and raw noise. At the same time Maddie moaned into him, clutched his hips with her thighs, and scratched up his back with her short nails, digging into his flesh. Wyn repeatedly pumped his hips on automatic, drilling into her heat, starved for friction and full connection. Much too fast though, he felt the beginnings of that endgame pull in his balls, and he quickly jerked to a stop. Not this time. He gritted his teeth, his shaft enveloped so completely by her welcoming warmth, and shook his head. Not again.
Running her fingers into his hair, Maddie grazed her lips across his cheeks and nose, her gaze trained on his. “What is it?”
“Give me a minute.” Wyn’s face heated, but Christ, it wasn’t as if she hadn’t been present for his inadequacies the previous evening. He blurted in a ragged tone, “If I move inside you even one stroke right now I’m going to come just as fast as I did last night.”
Her forehead coming to rest against his, Maddie grabbed his head in her hands and kept them close. “I loved everything we did on my living room floor last night. I wouldn’t want a single thing about how you came to be different.”
Pride made Wyn’s chest puff out, and brought on a wry grin too. “I might not always have such rapid recovery as I did last night though, so from now on I’m always going to do my damndest to make the first time count.”
Maddie licked the tip of his nose. “So make it count.” She pushed his tie, still loosely wrapped around his neck, over his shoulder to hang down his back, and eased his button-down shirt open even more. Flicking her tongue against his upper lip, she added, “I’m not picky about where we start,” so close, locked on his gaze, she ran her hands up his stomach and over his chest, lighting his skin on fire, “just so long as we do.”
Brushing his fingers through her hair, moving the loosened strands from her face, Wyn grazed his lips back and forth across Maddie’s, marveling at this perfection he’d wanted for so long. “You’re so damned beautiful.” He took in every inch of her face and kissed the handful of freckles across her nose and cheeks. With every bit of contact, no matter how soft or slight, his chest banded tightly. “I swear, sometimes I can’t believe you’re real.”
Maddie looked down, her focus shifting to her fingers flitting across his chest. “I love that you have a little bit of chest hair.” She pushed through the soft follicles, tugging the downy hairs, and dragged a moan out of him. Jerking her gaze up, her cheeks were flushed as she admitted, “I’ve dreamed about us being naked together and getting to touch you, a lot.” She pushed her hands down to his hips and around to his back, across his ass, scratching his cheeks in a way that made his cock throb even harder in her cunt. “You’re so hard and hot everywhere.” Pressing her face into the side of his neck, she breathed in heavily, and her thighs clenched against him. “I don’t think I’ll ever get your scent out of my system.”
She licked him then, and Wyn uttered, “Jesus, honey,” and laid her back on the desk without finesse, surging within her once more. Liquid fire consumed him whole, and he plastered his mouth to hers, taking her with a savage kiss as he slammed his cock into her tight heat, stealing his way into her in a rough manner. “Damn it, baby.” Pumping his length rapidly into her welcoming pussy, his feet planted on the floor, Wyn clutched her head in his hands, holding too tightly, he knew. “You wind me up so fast.” He drove into her again, cursing even as every nerve ending in his dick screamed its pleasure at this mating. “I don’t know how to slow down with you.”
Arms around his shoulders, holding him close, Maddie planted her heels on the edge of the desk and lifted up to meet every knifing of his body into hers
. “It’s okay. Don’t you dare stop.” Her breath coming fast and heavy, she kissed him in between each word and smashed her body up against his. “It’s what we both want.” She grazed her lips all over his face, each soft touch igniting a spiral of hot sparks under his skin, matching the glints of silver fire in her eyes. “It’s what I’ve dreamed of having with you forever.”
Uttering her name in a voice full of grit, Wyn took her with a kiss, primal in its intensity, trying to somehow merge with her even more, desperately territorial all the way to his core. He pumped his hips and sank his tongue into her mouth in a hard, steady rhythm, and soared into the clouds when she clung to him just as hard and drove her body up to meet each piercing of his cock. She tangled her tongue with his and writhed against him, moaning and scraping her breasts against his chest. She whimpered, and her nipples twisted into tight beads, hard as little stones against his pecs, even through her dress, and drove Wyn insane.
Tearing his mouth from hers, Wyn kissed his way down Maddie’s throat and across her chest, savoring the sweet and salty taste of her skin along the way. The speedy thread of her heartbeat fluttered against his lips, and a growl of pride rumbled out of him as he yanked her dress down to her waist. Her breasts spilled free, berry-red tips atop golden-tinged porcelain skin, and Wyn groaned his pleasure as he dipped down and laved his tongue across one nipple and then the other. Maddie cried out and arched her back off the desk, the move pressing her breasts against his face even harder.
A noise full of need escaping, Wyn parted his lips and pulled Maddie’s nipple into his mouth. He was absolutely starved for every sweet inch of her body. He sucked her tit and rolled the knotted tip against his tongue, and she keened like an animal in search of its mate. He nipped her again, stinging her nipple with the slightest bite, and she moaned and squeezed her breasts together, offering him even more of her body. Living to please her, hungry for her down to his marrow, Wyn scraped his teeth across her perfect skin, leaving red lines in his wake, and licked all around her other breast, slickening her skin with his saliva. That marking not enough to satisfy his craving for this woman, he sucked and pulled her breast into his mouth, plying her nipple with his tongue, teasing it into a sensitized peak of need.
Maddie jerked under him and dug her fingers into his sides. Rearing into a sitting position, her heels on the desk splaying her wide open, she clutched his arms and pleaded, “Fuck me.” Desire darkened her pale eyes to molten mercury. “Take me so deep I can’t breathe without you.”
Wyn shuttered to a stop, his heart in his throat. “Damn it, Maddie.” He dug his fingers into her hair and held her face inches from his. “I am forever amazed by you.” Sliding his other hand down her back, he pushed under the dress bunched around her waist and curled his fingers around her smooth ass, holding her close. “You forever surprise me the way no one else can.” With that, he pulled all the way out and then slowly sank back into her one agonizing inch at a time, taking her to the hilt in a way that made them both shudder.
Biting her lip, her pussy quivering all around his embedded cock in the most delicious way, Maddie pressed her forehead to his. “You inspire me to be bolder than I ever thought I could be.” Her focus square on him, she rocked herself against his buried cock, gasping as his length moved within her channel. “In ways I’ve only fantasized I could be until I found you.”
Gritting his teeth, he pumped his dick into her pussy, and a rush of pleasure flooded his system. He raggedly whispered, “Maddie…” and crushed his fingers into the softly rounded curves of her buttocks, desperate not to come too fast again.
“Wyn…” Her skin flushed, Maddie blinked and looked down to where their bodies merged. “Wyn…” She canted faster, her breath coming harder and faster each time his shaft filled her cunt to the root. “Wyn…”
Moving with her, Wyn looked down too, and the sight of his body disappearing into hers stole his breath. “Maddie…” He held her tighter and picked up speed, his cock now pistoning in and out of her pussy like a steam engine locomotive. She slammed into him in an out-of-control pace too. He shook his head, sweat flying off his hair, futilely fighting the inevitable, even as his nuts squeezed in response to the pleasure and pulled toward his body. “Maddie…” He tore his gaze up to hers, his throat tightening with bone-deep desire and too much emotion. “I can’t…”
“Me either.” Clinging to him, clawing his sweaty back, Maddie wrapped her legs around his waist and rode his front as if her very life depended on the friction their bodies generated. She held his stare in the silver light of hers, dragged his mouth to hers, and whispered, “Now, Wyn.” Her breath caught, and her channel squeezed with exquisite tightness around his shaft. “Now.” Holding him so tightly in every way, she pressed her mouth to his, and completed the embrace.
The moment her lips touched his, the lightest damned bit of contact, Wyn jerked from top to bottom. He bit down on her, trying to stifle his own rough cry, and unloaded every bit of need into her body. In endless waves he pumped his seed into her, giving her his essence, himself, in the only way she would accept right now. And with every jolt of his body, Maddie clenched all around him everywhere, inside and out, spilling breathless little noises against his lips, and gave in to their connection just as hard too.
In the aftermath, seconds of silence stretched into a minute. Their panting eventually slowed to almost normal breathing, but quiet remained between them. Neither one of them looked away, but Maddie didn’t speak, and new beads of sweat started forming on the back of Wyn’s neck.
One minute of quiet rolled into two. In a fidget of discomfort Wyn shifted and his spent cock slid free of Maddie’s sex. Stricken, he darted his gaze back up to hers. So uncertain these days of his ability to read her, he blurted, “I’m sorry. I don’t want to speak first. I’m afraid I’ll say something wrong and ruin what just happened.” He shifted quickly again, and instead of getting out of her way he jammed his cock into her inner thigh and streaked her with her juices and his semen. Fuck. His face burned hot and he muttered, “Sorry.”
Still sitting on the desk, Maddie laughed softly and smiled.
Hackles rising, Wyn glared. “What?”
“I just learned something new about you,” she shared, shrugging, her long bare legs swinging against the side of the desk. “You’re not good with awkward silences. You said you didn’t want to speak first, but you spoke first anyway to tell me you don’t want to talk first.”
Icy prickles dotted Wyn’s skin, and he felt his face turn to stone. Just as he was figuring out how the hell to chisel some new lips into his face so he could apologize yet again, Maddie reached out and grazed her fingertips against his stomach and kicked him back into life, allowing him to make eye contact again. Her sweet smile, the one that had dragged him just as powerfully into her world as her biting tongue and sexy nature did, remained, and he started to breathe once more.
“I didn’t say you upset me,” Maddie told him. “In fact, it’s kind of nice that at unexpected moments I can still learn new things about you.”
Easiness spread through Wyn again, and he flashed a fast grin. “I’m not good with silences with you right now, that’s true, but it’s not a flaw I have with anyone else. I’m pretty damned good with outlasting a perp,” he boasted. “I can wait out a zipped-lip suspect better than most, and I’m pretty respected for it in my job.”
As soon as those words passed his lips, Maddie’s eyes widened and her smile slipped away. It only took Wyn one second longer to process what he’d said. Shit. He swore while metaphorically kicking himself in his bare ass. “And I just ruined the moment again.” With jerky movements, he righted his underwear and pants and pulled both back up to his waist. “I brought up suspects and reminded you why I was here at your garage in the first place and killed the peace between us.”
Wyn took a step back and started to excuse himself, but Maddie reached out fast and grabbed his arm. “No.” Familiar silver sparks lit her eyes. “This time I’m
not going to yell at you, and we’re not going to walk away mad with each other.”
“How do you figure?” Wyn crossed his arms against his chest and cursed as he realized his clothes were still half off. Taking a moment to swipe her panties off the floor and hand them to her, he yanked his tie around to the front and straightened his shirt so he could button it back up. He faced her head on as he dressed, unable to bend in this situation. “We each have a path we feel in our guts we need to take with this case, and they don’t seem to align.”
In a quick series of moves, Maddie hopped off the desk and put her sundress and panties back in order. “How about this,” she proposed as she pushed her feet back into her ballet flats, all the while her focus on him. “How about you stop going behind my back in your efforts to solve this mystery, and I will stop fighting every single suspect you bring to the table?” She swallowed hard then, and her jaw ticked just a bit, and Wyn instantly knew how difficult it had been for her to concede that point to him. “How about we work together on this case because we have a common goal, and we respect that each of us has knowledge the other doesn’t. We accept that we’ll each be more productive if we’re working together, sharing whatever we find, rather than trying to prove the other one wrong.”
Taking a step closer, Wyn, still so unsure of his position with her, clasped his hands behind his back. “I can do that.” She gave him something hard to concede, and he would do the same. “And what about…this that just happened?” His gaze briefly slid behind her to the desk. “Another one-time blip?”
In kind, Maddie took a step and put them less than a foot apart. She held her hands behind her back in a mirror of his and looked up at him with a new luminosity in her eyes. “How about for as long as we’re living together and solving this case, we stop fighting the attraction we have between us and just do what we want, no judgment, expectations or consequences, until it’s time to go our separate ways again. Can we do that, without drama, like adults?”
