Total pages in book: 122
Estimated words: 116098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 580(@200wpm)___ 464(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 116098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 580(@200wpm)___ 464(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
Moving slow and easy, Maddox righted her hips and parted her legs, watching as a little line formed between her brows. Kneeling on the bed, he ghosted his hands up her toned legs, soaking in the feel of her warm, butter-smooth skin.
She shifted slightly, turning her head on the pillow, and her eyelids began to flicker open. Languid amber eyes glanced around then settled on him, punching him right in the gut. She double-blinked and then squinted, as if not sure she was truly seeing right. “Am I dreaming?”
“No.” He took a moment to admire the delicate vine tattoo that began on her outer thigh, curled over her hipbone, swirled diagonally across her body, and disappeared under her bra. He wondered if it ended there or continued around her back. She had some other tattoos here and there, and all were striking. But the vine was exquisite.
She swallowed. “What are you doing here?”
Maddox caught the waistband of her panties. “I would have thought that was obvious. Should I leave?”
For a long moment, she looked at him, biting her lip.
“If you want me to go, just say it, and I’ll go. I will. All you need to do is say it.”
She bit her lip harder, still staring. Finally, she said, “Stay.”
His demon grinned, triumphant. Maddox used flickers of hellfire to burn the seams of her waistband until each side tore open. That done, he tossed the scraps of lace on the floor.
He spread her thighs wider and settled himself between them on the mattress, his cock twitching at the perfect view he now had of her pussy. “So pretty and pink.” He licked the crease of her thigh and dipped his thumb between her folds just enough to whisper it over her clit.
Her hips jerked, and she sucked in a breath.
“So very responsive, too.” He parted her soft folds with his thumbs and blatantly dipped his tongue inside her core, needing a taste, loving her little gasp. Sweetness and spice. He hummed. “I’m going to enjoy this.” He spread her folds a little wider and all but buried his face in her pussy.
Oh, God. Raini fisted the bedsheet, shamelessly arching into his mouth as he expertly ate her out. She was not dealing with an amateur here. No, this dude was a seasoned vet.
Thank you, Jesus.
The last few men who’d gone down on her … well, the experiences had been somewhat disappointing. There were classic mistakes some men made, thinking women liked it—being rough with her clit, trying to get beneath her clitoral hood, spelling the alphabet down there with their tongue like, what, why did they even do that?
The worst, though, was when they didn’t listen. Once, when a guy was jabbing her clit with the tip of his tongue like he was trying to drill a damn hole through it, she’d told him he was being too rough and needed to ease up the pressure. He’d said, “Look, I know what I’m doing, so just enjoy it.”
Um, no, Mr. Condescending. Vagina-owners knew best.
Maddox, well, she was not gonna need to give this guy any direction. Nu-uh. He was driving her fast to O-town, and he was doing it with some serious skill. Adding to the pleasure, his hands roamed—grazing her bra-clad breasts, stroking her belly, palming her ass, gripping her hips to hold them down.
Raini was soon a moaning, whimpering, bucking puddle of oh God I need to come. But Maddox didn’t rush her to the finish line. No, he’d set up camp and apparently wasn’t done yet. Like she’d complain.
He left no part of her pussy untouched, as if determined to find every hot spot. And oh, he did. That tongue was tireless—swiping from side to side, licking up and down, lapping and swirling around her clit, teasingly circling the entrance of her pussy. More, he varied the speed and pressure, keeping her off-balance.
She jolted as he drove a finger inside her and hooked it just right. Oh, O-town was so much closer now. Working her clit with his tongue once again, he pumped his finger in and out of her. Each thrust stroked her g-spot, ramping up the pleasure and building the friction until she thought she’d explode.
And then she did.
Her release thundered through her body and seemed to contract every muscle. Her back bowed, her head flew back, and her mouth fell open in a silent scream. She slumped onto the mattress, her breaths coming hard and fast. Yowza.
Maddox wiped his face on her inner thigh. “I like this tattoo,” he said as he began to kiss his way along the swirly vine, stopping only when he came to her bra. His eyes shot to hers, gleaming with need.
“I gotta say, I did not foresee this happening,” she said.
“You knew I’d come for you.”
At some point, sure. But she hadn’t thought he’d just freaking appear during the night. Her demon wasn’t all that surprised, though. It was also strangely unbothered by his presence. There was even an element of smugness there.