She shifted awake then, lips coming to life under mine as her body instantly pressed itself against my hard angles. I huffed, before plunging my tongue into her mouth as my hands trailed down her waist, pulling up the sheets separating us to reveal her smooth curves to my greedy hands.
“You saved me, and you don't even know it.”
My control strained as I positioned her on top of me, legs straddling my hips, my cock aching against her hot warmth. She began to rock against me, pretty hair falling in waves around her face, her breasts full and lush, bouncing before my eyes and begging to be caressed in my palms.
“You're so beautiful it's heartbreaking.”
I pulled her down to me, circling my tongue around her nipples, yanking and sucking as forcefully as I thought she could stand. I felt starved for her, starved for the release that only she could give. She'd saved me from myself without even realizing it. I didn’t have the words to express that, but I would do my best to show her.
My tongue rotated between her sweet lips and her succulent, rosy nipples, pressing my cock against her hot center. I dragged along the seam and teased at her entrance, never fully giving her all of me. One of her hands fumbled between us and she grasped my cock, throbbing and vertical, ready for her body. Her knees settled on either side of my hips and then, very slowly, so slow I nearly lost my mind, she slid herself down onto me, and I was home. Sheathed in her searing hot warmth, my mind slowed and my body growled with passion and raw, primal want. She was mine.
Maddy's sweet body rocked and hummed rhythmically, driving me insane with all the things I didn't know I wanted in life. She was heaven on Earth; I just had to learn how to take care of her. To treat this perfect angel right, the way she deserved.
“Kyler...” Her soft voice curled around my insides, her pants driving my orgasm on as it burned and hummed for release.
“Yeah, baby?” My hands trailed up her torso and pulled her down to me, skin on skin. I needed to feel her. All of her hot body pressed against mine, our skin searing at the touch as if we were fire and water coming together in a glorious combustion.
“Kyler...” Her lips dusted across my shoulder as her nails dug into my chest.
“Tell me,” I husked as my hands fisted into her hips, her body rocking against mine before her thighs clenched and her form trembled, soft sighs and a low moan accompanying her release. My own orgasm bunched and burned low in my balls as I shoved one hand through her dark curls, wrapping my other palm at her nape and pulling her lips to mine, tasting all the sweetness she offered on her pretty, pouty lips. My muscles tensed and my kisses grew more demanding when I finally released inside her body, a thousand tingling sensations rocketing through me.
She was so beautiful. A sexy siren chasing my own lonely heart. Her sweet doe eyes looking up at me, the wispy curls around her cheeks, she was my own perfect little princess and I was her dark knight.
“I don’t know what you do to me, but I don’t recognize the man I am when I’m with you,” I said, with a serrated edge to my voice as I spun her around to face the end of the bed, her lush, curvy ass all mine. Everything about her consumed me with all-encompassing madness. My hands slid down her curves. Her breathing picked up as my lips trailed across her neck and I dug my nose into the sweet scent of her pussy. “I love your ass, gorgeous.”
She wiggled against me as I dragged my thumb down her wet slit. She groaned, and I darted her sweetness against my lips, loving the way she tasted on my tongue.
Jesus, she had me so fucked up and inside my own head, every part of her left me reeling. “You walk around, so innocent. You don't know what you've been doing to me since day one.” I pushed my hands up her torso. “Driving me nuts. Making me think I can have you, and then running away from me,” I ground, my thoughts running wild. “I can't stand the thought of watching you run away again, Maddy,” I grit, thinking I was releasing more than just sexual energy on her. I was releasing everything. All of my past, my pain, my frustration, my self-imposed loneliness. “Not anymore, beautiful.”
I gave a soft yank on her hair before I pulled her hips to meet my lips, my greedy eyes taking in her silky, hot entrance. I didn't ask permission, only plunged my tongue into her hot folds and sucked, lapped, and devoured until she covered my face.
Her fingers dug into the sheets as I worked her with my mouth, her soft pants hardening my cock again, making me ready to blow inside of her just to prove I could and that she was finally all mine. I'd been so afraid to watch her leaving again; I'd been the one to run first. I was an idiot, I'd shoved my foot in my mouth countless times with Maddy, and here she was, putting up with me.
I owed her everything.
“Oh, Kyler, oh, oh, oh!” She was shattering against my tongue a moment later, her hips grinding to meet my face before I clasped onto her hips and held her forcefully, the waves of her release coating my chin and lips.
“Fuck, Mad, I could drown in you.”
“You may think I’m sweet and innocent, and that I don't know very much about what men want, but I don't have to, Kyler, because I want you. I've always wanted all of your beautiful, broken parts. They're perfect to me; you've always been perfect to me.”
I could feel emotion welling in my eyes, but I pushed it back, no longer allowing emotion to dominate my time with her, not when it was so precious.
I lost my mind buried inside Maddy. She was every dream come true I’d never thought was possible, and I couldn’t fuck it up. I couldn’t let her walk another minute of this life without telling her that, but I’d never done this before. Never had to make a relationship work, and for the first time, I wanted one to. I clutched at her soft hips, too eager to feel her again—to know this connection was as real and alive between us as I thought it was. I needed to feel her, see her, touch her in every way. I spun her in my arms, hitched her legs up over my hips and forced her to straddle me as I stood, planting her against the wall and impaling her on my cock again. “So fucking beautiful.”
My hands dug into her hair. “Your eyes, your skin, your heart, so perfect, it was made for me.”
Her head was tucked into my shoulder, so I couldn’t see her, but I could feel her. Everywhere. With her nails digging into the skin of my shoulders, I buried myself, chasing happiness with her I didn’t know was mine to have. “You’re mine. Do you hear me?” I pulled her chin up to meet my gaze. “Whatever happens. You. And. Me.”
My orgasm burned low at my spine when her legs began to shake and her nails dug fiery scratches across my skin. I thrust my head back as she twisted her hips, fisting me like a silk vise, before my orgasm rocketed off through my body, tightening my muscles and stealing all the oxygen from the room.
I carried her back to our bed, tucking her back into my arms, as if I had not just worked over her delicious body seven ways from Sunday. I nuzzled into her neck, my heart locking into pace with hers as my mind finally felt calm enough to sleep.
For the first time, I was not chasing fears that she might leave me again. Not tonight, not tomorrow, not ever again.
Madison Evans was my forever.
Epilogue 1
Kyler -5 Years Later
“I'm so proud of you, baby.” I ushered Madison into my arms as she walked off the stage after receiving her social work diploma. “You ready for Boston?”
She nodded fiercely, grin taking over her cheeks as she unrolled her diploma to show me. “Can you believe I did it?!”
“Yup, I always knew you'd blow every other dumb mother fucker at Berkeley out of the water with your superior intelligence.” I kissed her again, unable to keep my hands off of her. “You have been hanging out with me, ya know?”
“Right.” She grinned, kissing me again before tearing her graduation cap off. “I'm so ready to get out of here. Packing up the U-Haul last night was the best decision we ever made.”
“Speak for yourself, beautiful. Loving you was the best decision I ever made.”
“Being without you has been
torture.”
“I hear ya, but never again.” I hauled her into my arms, locking our lips as I walked on purposeful steps straight out of the outdoor stadium and to the parking lot. To the rest of our lives. I'd already moved my stuff to Harvard Law School and signed a lease on a condo for us. She was so brilliant, the first place she applied to work in Boston had accepted her with a generous signing offer.
We were on cloud nine, all of our hopes and dreams suddenly realized.
It'd taken so long to get here. Madison had such a talent for healing wounded things. Her decision to go into a profession that helped her heal at-risk youth was a natural one, and she couldn't wait to get started on the next stage.
When we reached the U-Haul, I tucked her in the cab and climbed up on the running board to catch her lips in one last kiss. “New England or bust, hey baby?”
“Boston, here we come.”
“With a few surprises thrown in just for fun.”
“What, Kyler Sinclair, what are you up to now?”
“You're asking for trouble, little mouse!” I grinned and then angled for her, my hands grabbing her wrists, trying to block her from throwing another snowball. We were ankle-deep in the white stuff outside of a mountain chalet—it'd taken me more than a minute to find snow in June—but I was hell-bent on giving Maddison everything she wanted, and going to school at Berkeley, she'd complained of too much sunshine and perfect weather.
She had a cold, dark heart, just like mine, and I fucking loved her so much.
“Kyler!” She squirmed against the brick and freed her hand to push the snow down the collar of my jacket.
“Fuck, that’s cold!” I roared and shuddered, trying to flick the cold away. “You’re going to pay for that,” I growled, and pressed my body into hers, my need for her growing as I locked one hand around her wrist and smoothed another along her neck to cup her jaw. I dusted my lips across hers, teasing her as she groaned and writhed, pressing her body against mine, all thought of the snowball fight forgotten.
“You’re so beautiful it hurts,” I murmured against her lips, before pressing my forehead to hers and allowed my eyes to flutter closed. I breathed her in. The perfume she’d worn to her graduation, the soft smell of the shampoo in her hair. I was so fucking drunk on her from day one, but she felt so fucking good.
“Take me to bed already, I need you.”
“Mmm…” I rumbled in her ear, nipping at her lobe.
“Please,” she mewed beneath me as I trailed one palm down her coat-covered torso to hook at her hip and squeeze.
She bucked into me and I rubbed my now painfully hard cock against her hip. Her eyes fluttered closed and her pillowy lips popped open as a soft groan escaped her throat. I ground my hips into her, one last pass to relieve the tension, before ducking my hand in the snowbank next to me and shoving it into the crook of her neck.
“Kyler!” Her eyes flew open and she shoved at me. I grinned, my hand still holding hers, and walked backward, dragging her with me.
“Don’t fuck with me, sweetheart. I’ll always give it back to you.”
“Mmm…” She cocked an eyebrow, a devilish grin on her lips. “Maybe I was counting on it.”
My eyebrows flew up into my hairline. “That's it.”
I fumbled with the keycard as she fondled my dick through the denim at the entryway. She dropped to her knees between my body and the door of the chalet. She rubbed my cock eagerly before undoing the button and sliding the zipper down in a rush.
“Fuck,” I growled and thrust my cock into her waiting hands. The cold chill of the mountain air and the hot heat of my shaft had a shiver of pleasure running up my spine. She sucked the tip into her mouth and then went to fucking town. Sucking like a vacuum, moaning as she did it. My brain fogged up. I let her suck me as I tried to control myself from exploding so damn soon before I thrust in and out, gripped her hair, forcing her to deepthroat a moment before giving her fresh air again.
“Christ.” I hauled her up to me and unzipped her coat, maintaining eye contact, pulling it down slowly as we backed into the cozy retreat. She didn’t even turn to take in the surroundings as most women did. She was all business for my cock and it made me all the harder.
“Your ass on the sofa. Now.” I took my coat off, pulled my shirt over my head, and advanced on her. Lust-filled eyes widened for a moment as I moved in, kicking off my shoes, pulling my socks, and tossing them aside. “Get naked.”
Her eyes darkened, her cheeks pinked up, and then she pulled the shirt over her head and shimmied out of her tight jeans, standing before me in a lacy bra and panties.
“Off.” I nodded at her bra and panties.
“You first.” Her voice was low and throaty and went straight to my dick.
“Not how this works. You. Naked. Now.” She worked my words over in her mind before unclasping her bra, tossing it on the floor, and pulling her panties down her legs. She was fucking hot. All soft dips and sexy hollows. I wanted to dig my fingers into her hips and squeeze. Leave marks. Fuck her so hard she’d be speechless and still feel me in the morning. I stepped closer, just my jeans on, crowding her space, but not yet touching her. I trailed one hand up her body, over her stomach, between her tits, before fingering her collarbone and then wrapping my palm around her neck.
I tightened and pulled her lips to mine in a punishing kiss. I held her tight to me, fisted my other hand in her hair, and tugged so tightly that a squeak of pain escaped her throat. I felt her throat moving under my hand as she swallowed. I increased the pressure, enjoying the feel of the soft flesh, one of the most delicate spots on her body, underneath me. I growled and dragged my teeth across her bottom lip and nipped before I let go.
I whipped Madison around and bent her body over the arm of the couch. I squeezed the flesh of her ass, pushing, kneading my fingers, leaving red fingerprints on her creamy skin. She was beautiful, soft, and sweet, and I wanted to corrupt her. Make her feel. And in making her feel, lose myself. I wanted to let go, let the animal out, and fuck her like she’d never been fucked. I pulled the zipper the rest of the way down on my pants. At the sound of the teeth parting, her ass wiggled in anticipation. A grin lit my lips as I smacked her ass, hard as I could, the flesh trembling, a fiery handprint left in my wake.
She yelped and whipped her head around, hair trailing behind her in a mass of waves.
“Turn around,” I growled. She complied, as I dragged one finger up the length of her pussy. Dripping fucking wet. For me. So fucking sweet, wet, and ready. I trailed my cock along her swollen folds, then thrust my hips flush to her ass, seating myself inside. Her back arched, the beautiful line of it enticing me to taste. I dragged my dick out of her body, slowly pulling, feeling every single hot inch of her, and then slammed back in so hard her hips were crushed against the arm of the couch and her fingers clawed at the cushions. I circled my hips, feeling the inside of her, the hot, tight, wet cavern fisting at my cock and pulsing around me. I slammed into her again, drag and slam, drag and slam, slapped her ass and enjoyed the low moan as she slammed her body into mine, searching for my dick as I pulled back.
Her head turned. She caught my eyes and I watched fear and lust swirl in their dark depths.
“Turn around.” I narrowed my eyes and teased her with slow circles of my hips. She did as told and braced herself. “Good girl.”
I ran both hands up the curves of her torso, along her waist, the outside of her breasts, as I leaned over her naked body. My hands found her tits and grabbed. I kneaded at the flesh, pulled at the nipples, twisting, before landing one quick slap. She grunted and her body went rigid beneath me. “You want me to fuck you?” I bit at her earlobe. She answered me with another low moan. “Say it,” I gritted between my teeth.
“Fuck me. Please, fuck me, Kyler,” she said on a breathy sigh as her hips twisted, trying to feel for my cock, just hovering at her entrance.
“Good baby.” I smacked at her full tit again and then reared back, pulled out of her,
dug my hands into her skin and pushed all the way back in, my hips grating against her as I grounded myself inside of her, chasing the sweet release where I lost my head for a few moments in pussy. “This is always for your pleasure, little mouse,” I murmured as I slammed into her before her pussy clenched and then fired off, erupting around my throbbing dick.
The feel of her body milking mine started a slow burn in my balls, before they pulled up tight my body and prepared to release. The fire shot through my system, my spine, my thighs, flooding with heat.
“Fuck.”
My thrusts quickened before I pulled out of her, erupting in a violent rush of semen all over her ass cheeks. I relished in the rush of endorphins that fogged my brain and had my body set to a low hum. Right there, that moment. Better than any high I could get from drugs. From liquor. From fear or music or pain.
The buzz of being hers released me as nothing else could.
My chest heaving, I curled her in my arms and slammed us onto the sofa, naked and sweaty and so fucking happy.
I flipped on the stone fireplace stationed in the corner, soft crackles roaring to life.
“I didn't know you had it in you to be so romantic.” She pulled her shirt to her thighs and began wiping the wetness our lovemaking had left behind.
“Say it again and I'll fuck that word right off your lips. I've got a reputation to think about.” I stole the shirt from her hands and tossed it on the floor, sliding my digits around her sexy, soaked pussy and making sure I was surrounding her. “I like knowing you're mine and I'm yours. I like my mark on you, or inside of you.”
She laughed loudly. “Is this my life now?”
“Now and forever, baby.” I caught her lips in a kiss. “I'll never stop showing you how much I love you. Even if it ruins my reputation.”
“Speaking of reputations.” She grinned, running her thumb along my bottom lip, “I'm starting to miss your piercings, and even the tattoos on your knuckles.”
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