Page 81 of Hot Shot
“Madison,” I growl.
She moans, and I curse myself for this idea because it’s taking far too long to get back to my place. Finally, I make the turn into the garage.
“Why are you so wet for me?” I ask, pulling the truck into a parking spot in the garage and turn it off.
“You in that suit. All I’ve been thinking about all night is peeling it off you.”
“Your wish is my command. Let’s go.” I hop out of the truck.
The elevator ride is the slowest ride of my life, and I try hard not to think about the fact that her fingers are wet from touching herself.
Finally, we reach my floor. I fumble with the key, but eventually get the door open. She’s barely inside before I’m slamming the door closed and caging her in against it.
“I need to taste you.” I sink to my knees in front of her, staring up at her.
Fuck, she looks like a queen, a goddess, smiling down at me like that. Her pupils dilated, her chest heaving, her hair falling out of the fancy updo she had it in for the party.
A thrill runs through me that I’m the lucky guy who gets to worship her. She sinks her hands in my hair, tugging gently on the ends, and I moan, my eyes rolling in the back of my head.
“Hunter.” Madison whimpers as I run my hands up her legs, pushing her dress up.
“Are you attached to this?” I tug on her thong, staring up at her.
She shakes her head and I tear it, tossing it to the side. I circle her clit with my index finger, feeling how wet she already is.
“Please.”
“Whatever you want, sweets.” I push her legs apart and kiss and lick up her thighs until my mouth is hovering over her pussy. She pushes my head closer, and I chuckle, blowing air on her clit. I lean forward and suck her clit into my mouth.
She lets out a half moan, half groan that goes straight to my cock. I lick and suck on her until I feel her legs trembling and I know she’s close.
Repositioning myself, I slip a finger inside of her and suck her clit back into my mouth. With a yell, she detonates around my tongue, and I feast on her, my cock getting harder and straining even more. With one final lick, I pull away and wipe my face. She sinks down against the door, and I pull her into my arms.
“You taste so good, sweets, but now I need to be inside you.”
“Yes. Yes, please.”
Standing, I pick her up and walk us to my bedroom. She gets a second wind, and we’re a mess of arms and legs on my bed, discarding our clothes in a hurry.
Finally, she’s lying naked on the bed under me, her hair fanned out on my pillow free from its updo, and I’m hovering over her.
“Feel what you do to me?” I grind my hard aching cock against her leg.
Her eyes flutter closed, and she whimpers as I rub my cock against her clit.
“Do you need another orgasm first?” I grind myself against her.
She starts moving her hips, and I growl as her wet pussy rubs against my cock.
“Fuck me,” I whisper, dropping my head to see her arching her hips and grinding against me. “Look at us, sweets.” I glance up to see her looking down at where my cock is pressed against her clit.
“So good.” Madison wraps her legs around me and pulls me closer. “But I need you in me. Now.”
“Let me get a condom.” I pull away, reaching for my nightstand drawer.
“I got tested after I broke up with my last boyfriend and the tests came back negative. I haven’t been with anyone since,” Madison says. “I’m on the pill.”
Hearing her say that she wants me to fuck her, no, make love to her, bare almost makes me blow my load right then.
