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“Tell me what you want,” he whispered.
Oh.My words got caught in my throat as I stared at him. He waited patiently, his cock nudging me.
“Dallas,” I whispered. “I don’t know . . . I . . .”
“Tell me what you want.”
CHAPTER TWENTY
Dallas
“I want you to fuck me. I want your cock inside me. Ineedyou inside me.”
Madi’s eyes burned with need. Her pussy was soaked and waiting for me to fill it again.
“That’s what I want more than anything.”
My cock was killing me. I was desperately trying to take my time, but it was just leaving us both frustrated and needy. But I’dneededto hear her say she wanted me to fuck her.
I needed her submission.
Ragged begs parted her lips. “Please fuck me. Please.”
I couldn't take it anymore. I gripped her leg as I lined my cock up, thrusting forward. Her voice rang through the bedroom as she took every single inch, her eyes always locked on mine. Never leaving me. Tethering me to this world.
Pleasure pumped through my veins as I dragged my hips back, thrusting forward again. And again. Her walls constricted around me, enveloping me in her slick, glistening heat. All of my restraint snapped and I set a brutal pace, our bodies slapping together. Her breasts bounced with each motion, her nipples taut.
I couldn't get enough of her. I’d come so many times this week just thinking about having her beneath me, but I didn’t do her justice. She was fucking perfect.
Her text message sent me over the edge. Knowing she was thinking about me while wet and pink in the tub snapped my patience. Fuck work, fuck all my responsibilities—I couldn't wait until tonight to be inside her. I wasn’t sure I’d ever left my house so quickly in my entire life.
I didn’t even remember the drive over. One moment I’d been in my bed, my cock hardening the second she sent that photo. The next I was at her door.
Willing to beg to let me touch her. She was turning me into a desperate man.
I leaned forward, letting her leg fall to wrap around my waist, my hand planting in the blankets above her head. Pleasure rippled down my spine, and I squeezed my eyes shut, clinging to my control so I didn’t come immediately.
Madi scraped her nails over my shoulders again. The pain bit my pleasure, drawing a growl from me. I knew that was going to leave a mark, and I loved it. I loved knowing I would wake up tomorrow with something she’s given me.
“Dallas,” she moaned. “You feel so good.”
I cupped her breasts and pinched her nipples. The primal part of my brain begged me to bite them. To leave marks the way she was leaving them with her nails.
She arched up in response, bringing my mouth crashing down. I groaned as I wrapped my lips around her nipple and sucked.
“Bite,” she gasped. “I like the pain. Bite them.”
Fuck. My cock was already harder than steel, but hearing her say that sent my blood roaring. I sucked, my throat working for a few seconds before my teeth clenched around the tight little bud.
Madi cried out as I bit her, her pussy tightening around me like a velvet fist.
“You make the prettiest fucking sounds while my cock is in you,” I growled.
“More. I want you to keep biting me.”
Having her in my arms was a gift. An absolute gift. Her hips moved, chasing the pleasure as I bit her other nipple, alternating between them, sucking and biting until both her breasts were red and her nipples were puffy.
Fuck. I knew exactly what I wanted. I growled as I suddenly pulled out of her.
