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“I’m teasing you, sir.”
He lets out a feral growl. I continue to play with myself, my clit coming alive with both my own familiar touch and the intent way he’s watching me, all the time stroking his massive, engorged cock. He sucks in a ragged breath, his nostrils flaring with desire.
I remove my hand from between my thighs, hoping he’ll replace it with his. But he shakes his head. “Nuh-uh, baby. If you’re going to tease me then you’re going to go all the way.”
“What?”
His dark eyes narrow. “I want to see you make yourself come, Ellie.”
Oh, goddess. Maybe I didn’t think this through. I’ve never felt safe enough to do that in front of a guy before. But this isn’t any guy. It’s my Maddox.
My fingers trembling, I slide them back to my clit while he goes on tugging on his shaft, precum weeping from his crown.
“Do you always touch yourself like that, Ellie?” he asks, his voice deep and raspy.
I sigh, all the gorgeous sensations rushing to my head, his low voice hitting home. “Sometimes. When I’m not with you.”
“And what do you think about while you touch yourself?”
“I think about you.”
“Good girl,” he groans.
I work my fingers faster, my eyes fluttering closed as I bring myself closer to the edge. “Keep those eyes on me, baby. I want you to watch what you do to me.”
He pumps his cock faster as we each chase our own orgasms. There’s something sinfully erotic about watching each other do this, being safe and vulnerable enough to let another person witness you bring yourself to climax.
“Maddox,” I whine. I’m waiting for his permission to come.
“I know, baby,” he grits out. “Almost there. Watching you like that is the hottest thing I ever fucking saw.”
The way his hot gaze stays between my legs makes my fingers stroke even faster. I’m so close, so very close. Pleasure spikes, hot and intense, in my core. My climax builds, climbing higher and higher.
“Fuck, Ellie,” Maddox cries out, warm ribbons of cum spurting over his powerful hand.
My eyes roll back as soft waves of intense pleasure roll over me. I feel Maddox climb onto the bed, and when I can focus again, he’s looming above me. His deep brown eyes are on fire, drinking me in from my blissful face, over my pebbled nipples, down to my pussy.
“Fucking beautiful.” He swipes a finger through my wet center before holding it up, and now it’s glistening with both of our cum. He sucks it clean and my brain implodes at the sight. I grab onto his hand, wanting to taste him for myself, and he moans his appreciation as I lick his knuckles clean.
“Fuck, baby, you make me feel like an animal, do you know that?”
“I do?” I purr.
He hums softly. “Yeah, you should probably be punished for how distracted you make me.” There’s a wicked glint in his eye that has my toes curling in anticipation.
I let out a little yelp as he flips me over without warning and runs his big hands up my thighs and onto my ass. His touch is firm but gentle, and I sigh into the pillow. This man owns me, body and soul.
The first slap shocks me so much I cry out. The second makes me bounce further up the bed. It stings, but holy mother of all that’s sacred, it’s also amazing. Each blow to my butt makes me squirm, makes me squeal, makes me feel so damn much. It’s like my poor spanked ass has a hotline to my clit, which is now throbbing again with the need for release—the kind only Maddox James can provide.
He stops and runs his hands over my curves, soothing the places he’s just spanked. My skin is on fire, but the pain is delicious, and the way he’s so tenderly touching me is almost as sexy. I feel his lips against me as he plants soft kisses on my behind. “Your ass is nice and red for me now, Ellie. You took your punishment like such a good girl.”
“I did, sir,” I murmur contentedly. I trust Maddox more than I’ve ever trusted any man, and it’s only because of that deeply rooted trust that I feel safe playing games like these with him. I’m willing to put myself entirely in his hands, hands that are now gently probing somewhere deliciously untouched.
He leans close, his breath warm on my neck. “Have you ever been fucked in this beautiful ass, Ellie?”
“N-n-no.” I tremble. It’s not something I’ve ever felt secure enough to try before now.
“I’d really love to fuck you here, if you ever feel ready.”
