Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 70524 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70524 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Already I can feel a come shot building.
But not yet. Not fucking yet.
I remove my cock from her mouth. “Lick it,” I order. “Lick my big cock, Alissa. Lick my balls, too. The inside of my thighs.”
She obeys without question. God, I thought her soft, sweet tongue felt good in my mouth. But it’s nothing like this.
Then she goes to my balls, licking them.
Then—
She reaches around, grabs my ass, and teases my hole with her index finger.
Damn.
I don’t hate the feeling.
I hate to stop her teasing, but damn…
I grab her shoulders.
“Alissa. Take me to your fucking bedroom right now.”
She swallows, gets to her feet, and grabs me by the dick, leading me down the hall and to the door on the right. Her bedroom is tidy, a queen-size bed at its center with a lacy yellow duvet and pink throw pillows.
I point to her bed. “Lie down and spread your legs.”
She tosses her throw pillows to the floor and lies back, exposing her gorgeous pussy. It’s pink and wet and fucking beautiful.
And I’m going to finish the job I started.
“Do you want me to wear a condom?” I ask.
She shakes her head. “I have an IUD, and I’m disease-free.”
“Fuck… Yeah, me too.”
“I want to feel you, Maddox. I want to feel you and only you.”
Music to my fucking ears.
I advance on her like a tiger stalking its prey before I kneel on the bed in front of her gleaming pussy.
“You ready, Alissa?”
“So ready, Maddox.”
I give my dick a few pulls and I then I slide inside Alissa.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.
Her mouth was great, but nothing beats a good pussy.
And this is a good fucking pussy.
Warm and welcoming, and just tight enough to wrap around my dick perfectly.
I start off slowly at first. Usually a woman has to get used to my length and girth. I don’t want to overwhelm her.
“Faster, Maddox, please.”
All right. No further questions.
I thrust in and out of her, relishing the incredible glove her pussy makes for my dick. She moans. Louder and louder.
Which only fuels my desire.
“Faster, Maddox!”
I go faster.
“Harder!”
I thrust with a damned vengeance.
“Maddox… Oh my God… I’m going to…”
I clench my jaw.
It’s building up. And I’m not going to hold it back this time.
“Fuck, Maddox!”
She’s reached her fourth orgasm. One more pump into her, and I erupt.
I claim her. Fucking mark her.
Mine. Mine. Mine.
And Mad Maddox, sated for now, curls up into a ball and rests within my soul.
I collapse on the bed next to her, kissing her gently on her lips.
Her eyes flutter shut. “Mmm, Maddox. That was incredible.”
I smile at her. “So were you.”
She pops her eyes open. “I’m serious. I don’t think I’ve ever had sex that good.”
I wipe the sweat off my brow. “You brought something out in me, Alissa.”
Mad Maddox. The animal side of my personality, brought out by only the rarest of women. And Alissa is the rarest of them all.
She looks over at the alarm clock on her nightstand. “I know it’s late. But would you mind staying?”
I don’t stay. Normally, I hate cuddling. Once the deed is done, I’m out of there.
But I want to stay with Alissa.
“Sure, baby. Whatever you like.”
She nuzzles her head against my shoulder and caresses my chest. “This is nice.”
And it is.
Alissa’s room is warm, and her bed is soft. I close my eyes, listening to her breathing in and out.
In and out.
Getting slower…and slower…
And consciousness slips away.
I wake up.
Where am I?
This room isn’t mine. It’s outfitted in yellows and pinks, like an Easter basket.
Blond hair on my chest.
I blink a few times.
Right. Alissa. We had the most fantastic sex I’ve ever had, and then dozed off.
Trying not to disturb her, I crane my neck around to look at the alarm clock on her nightstand.
4 a.m.
I close my eyes, thinking hard.
Yesterday was Saturday.
It’s Sunday. The shop opens at 8 a.m.
Fuck. That’s in four hours.
I don’t think Alissa set an alarm—why would she?—and if I go to sleep now, I’ll wake up too late.
I gently shimmy out from under Alissa, somehow managing not to wake her. I go back to her living room, gather all my clothes, and get dressed.
I don’t want her to think I just abandoned her. I’ll leave her a note.
I look around. There’s a pad of paper on the fridge, a pen attached. I’ll leave it somewhere she’ll see it in the morning.
She has a coffeepot. Perfect. I’ll leave it on top.
Alissa—
Thanks for a great evening. Wish I could have stayed longer, but I have to open the shop. Please text me when you get up. I’d love to see you again, maybe somewhere new? Let me know.
Best, Maddox
I look at the note. Hmm… Best?
Well, it’s not like I can sign it with “Love, Maddox.” That would make me look insane after only two dates.
Though, come to think of it, it wouldn’t necessarily be dishonest, either.