Page 82 of Hot Shot
“I get tested regularly. Everything was negative after my last tests. I haven’t been with anyone except you. Are you sure?” I ask as I position my cock at her entrance.
In answer, she thrusts her hips up and pulls me into her.
“Fuck,” I grit out and I swear I see stars.
She feels so good around me. I know this is going to end far too quickly. I take a deep breath, trying to gain control of myself.
“Yes, fuck me,” Madison groans.
“I want to watch you ride me,” I growl, flipping us so I’m lying on my back and she’s sitting on top of me.
“Take what you need, Madison. Use me,” I rasp out, staring up at the woman who has captured my heart, made me feel safe and like I finally belong somewhere.
With her.
I have to take a deep breath to stop myself from saying out loud all the things in my head. They aren’t the kind of things you talk about in the middle of sex.
Instead, I force myself to be in the moment. To feel Madison pulsing around me. Watch her ride me. Her perfect tits bouncing up and down. She throws her head back in ecstasy.
Reaching up, I take one of her tits in my hand and play with her nipple the way I know she likes. She hisses out a breath when I pinch it and rides my dick faster.
I reach my hand between our bodies and rub her clit, knowing it’s what she needs to send her over the edge.
“Come with me,” Madison demands, her voice breathy. “Hunter. I need you.” Her voice trails off and she gives out a small moan.
I break out of the cage I’ve been keeping myself in and thrust up into her a few times before my orgasm barrels out of me at the same time she falls apart.
It’s never ending as her pussy clenches around me, dragging out all my come. I swear I black out for a few seconds.
It’s never felt this good with anyone else.
Only her.
She crumples on top of me, and I stroke her hair, loving the feel of her lying on top of me.
Chapter thirty-one
Madison
“Comeon,sweets.Let’sget cleaned up,” Hunter whispers, stroking my hair.
“But I don’t want to.” At least that’s what I think I say. I can’t really be sure because I’m half-asleep after the most mind-blowing sex ever.
Every time it gets better, but tonight it was out of this world. Hunter’s ruined me for any other guy. Not that I want to have sex with any other guy,ever.
That thought has me blinking open my eyes and sitting up. Where did that come from?
It’s too soon. I can’t possibly be thinking about forever with Hunter already.
Can I?
I remember asking Mom when I was a teenager how I’d know when I was in love, and she’d told me that I would know when it was right.
But is that even possible?
I’d thought I was in love with EJ for all those years and look where that got me—heartbroken and without my best friend. How can I trust my instincts when they’ve been so wrong in the past?
“You okay?” Hunter asks.
