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My clit is practically screaming, desperate for Maddox’s touch. His hands are roaming, stroking, his fingers dancing between my legs to my soaking center. “I’m ready, Maddox. Can we try it now?”
His delicious lips rest against my ear. “Are you sure, baby? I didn’t mean right now.”
The truth is, I’ve been curious about trying it for so long. Katy tells me it can be incredible if the guy knows what he’s doing, and Maddox James definitely knows what he’s doing. “Yes, I’m sure.”
He presses a soft kiss on my shoulder blade. “I’ll be right back.”
I sigh and stretch out while he’s gone, trying not to let any doubts creep in. Now that he’s not here with me, now that his hands are not on my body, it would be easy to get nervous. He’s back in less than a minute, though, and I smile as I smell coconut.
“Is that your coconut oil? The organic stuff you got from the farmers market?”
He laughs. “Yeah, only the best for my girl. It’s all natural. Hypoallergenic. And it’s way better for your skin than the synthetic lube you can buy.”
I peer over my shoulder at his handsome face. “How many times have you used coconut oil as lube?”
A cheeky smile spreads over his face. “To fuck someone’s ass? Never.”
Then he leans down and kisses the tip of my nose. “Are you sure about this, El? There’s no pressure. I love everything we do together and I won’t feel deprived if we don’t do this right now. Your sweet pussy is more than enough for me.”
Wow, he really couldn’t be more amazing.
This is exactly what I want. “I want to try this, Maddox. I want to try everything with you.”
“We’ll take it slow, and we can stop whenever you want to, okay?”
He nudges my legs apart and starts with a massage that almost makes me come. His hands are so big and strong, but his touch can be so soft and teasing. It’s like he knows exactly what’s going on inside my body, sliding his fingers through my slickcenter, brushing against my swollen clit, bringing me right to the edge of orgasm with each move.
He never lets me fall over the cliff, always pulling me back just as I’m about to tumble.
When I’m soaking and desperate, he moves to my ass, caressing my cheeks, dropping tender kisses on the soft flesh.
The sweet aroma of coconut oil fills the room, and he pulls me up so I’m on all fours. He slides his finger between my ass cheeks. I tense slightly.
“Just relax, baby. I won’t do anything you don’t want,” he soothes.
I absolutely know he won’t, and I trust him completely. But I also know how big he is. How hard. He nudges the tip of a finger at my entrance and very slowly pushes inside. There’s a sensation of pressure, and I instinctively suck in a breath.
“That okay?” he asks, his voice a low growl.
I nod, lips pressed together. “Mhmmm.”
He sinks deeper, gently working his way inside. In and out. Tender and slow, while he keeps on whispering words of encouragement in my ear. How I’m doing so well for him, how perfect I am. I melt under his praise.
“I’m going to add another finger now, El, okay?”
“Yes,” I gasp out, my entire body trembling and desperate for more.
He’s still careful, still gentle, but when he adds the second finger, he twists them slowly inside me. It burns, aches, but in the most delicious way possible.
He peppers kisses over my shoulder blades. “You’re doing so good, baby. So fucking good.”
“I want more, Mad,” I whine.
“Yeah? You want to see if you can take my cock?”
“Yes. Yes.”
“That’s my girl,” he sounds feral, even as he’s being so tender, as he slides his fingers out of me.
