Page 35 of I’d Be Honored

“Lie down,” Hayley commanded, then guided Maddie toward the center of the mattress.

Hayley lowered her body over Maddie’s, grinning at how willingly she had followed her directions. She hadn’t been sure at first whether Maddie would be capable of total submission, but it appeared to come naturally to her. Hayley’s own pulse thrummed with satisfaction.

Maddie reached out for her just then, and Hayley caught her wrists quickly.

She straddled Maddie’s waist and pinned her arms forcefully above her head, fixing her in place with a stern look.

“What did I say?”

Maddie pressed her lips together, her eyes gleaming with mischief, but stayed quiet.

Hayley tightened her grip around Maddie’s wrists, using her weight to press them firmly against the bed. She gave Maddie a warning look before slowly releasing them again.

Hayley’s fingers began to swim across Maddie’s shoulders and down her arms, before tracing a smooth path to Maddie’s chest until she cupped each of her breasts. She replaced her hands with her mouth, wrapping her lips around Maddie’s nipples before giving them each a quick flick with her tongue.

Beneath her, Maddie’s breath hitched, and her eyes fluttered.

When Hayley moved higher, digging her teeth into Maddie’s collarbone, Maddie’s body instinctively arched into her touch.

She trailed her tongue up Maddie’s neck, pausing to whisper into her ear. “Have you ever watched yourself get fucked?”

Maddie stiffened, her eyes going wide. She shook her head slightly.

“Use your words, Maddie. Tell me what you want,” Hayley urged, their lips only inches apart.

“I want… I want to watch you fuck me,” Maddie breathed, her voice trembling.

“Flip over,” Hayley commanded. “Face the mirror.”

Hayley shifted, allowing Maddie to reposition. Maddie was now lying on her stomach with her chin resting on her clasped hands.

Maddie’s gaze met hers in the floor-to-ceiling glass at the foot of her bed. “God, you’re sexy.”

The compliment sent a warm rush to Hayley’s cheeks. Putting her head down before Maddie could notice, she once again took her place on top. She bent over and began to run her tongue along Maddie’s spine, enjoying the subtle tremors that rippled through her from every touch.

Hayley grazed her fingertips down Maddie’s sides, then gripped her hips and lifted her onto her hands and knees in one confident, fluid motion.

Maddie was already breathing hard, each intake of air ragged and hitched. The sound was delicious, telling Hayley that Maddie was only a hair’s breadth from breaking already.

Hayley knelt behind her, her knees sinking into the plush bedspread, her eyes locked on Maddie’s through the mirror. She kept her grip on Maddie’s hip with one hand while the other disappeared between Maddie’s thighs.

“Fuck.” A gasp escaped Maddie’s lips, her eyelids squeezing shut as Hayley pushed two fingers inside. She could feel Maddie tighten around her as she began to slowly slide in and out.

“Open your eyes,” Hayley murmured against Maddie’s ear. “I don’t want you to miss a single second.”

Maddie obeyed, her vision focusing on the sharp smirk on Hayley’s face.

She gave the top of Maddie’s ear a quick nip with her teeth before trailing her lips down the back of her neck. She dug her teeth into Maddie’s shoulder—hard enough to leave a mark.

Maddie groaned and arched her back, pushing Hayley deeper inside.

“Faster,” Maddie cried out. “Harder.”

Hayley did neither of those things. Instead, she stalled her rhythm until Maddie whimpered in confusion.

“What do you say when you want something?” Hayley asked, raising a deliberate brow. Her free hand reached around Maddie’s thigh, grazing her clit.

Maddie whimpered again, panting hard. She looked desperate.