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“I’m not what you think I am,” she argued.

“You’re everything I think you are. You’re beautiful, smart, and a pain in my ass,” he grinned as he brushed his lips against hers. Before she could protest more, he continued, “You think no one wants you, and I don’t know where you got that idea, but that is just plain wrong.”

His lips met hers, and she lost herself in his tender kiss, sensation pushing her back into tears.

“Why are you crying?” He pushed himself back up, wiping the wet from under her eyes..

She sucked in a shuddery breath. “I don’t want to lose you,” she admitted. And she would. She would lose one of the best things to ever happened to her, because she was fucked up beyond repair.

He chuckled, “You won’t lose me.”

She shook her head and looked away. “No, you don’t understand,” she rolled out from underneath him, grabbed their empty wine glasses, and walked into the kitchen to put them in the sink. “You’ll lose me,” she mumbled.

“You won’t lose me, Cass. I’m not going anywhere. You think I just decided to stick my tongue down your throat because you were talking about sex? It was hot as hell,” he wrapped his arms around her waist, and her back warmed with his presence. “But I’m a grown man. I could control myself. I know what’s at risk here. I know what this means,” he turned her to face him. “And I want it. I have for a long time. And you want it, too.” He began rubbing her back, then fingering the waistband of her leggings. “I’m not going anywhere without you.”

He pulled her hips against him, and she could feel how much he wanted her, his erection pressing into her stomach. She placed her hand on his chest, and his rapid heartbeat pulsed against her palms.

“And I won’t let you go now,” he whispered against her lips before taking them captive.

There weren’t many things a man could say to push her over the edge, but those last words broke down the final barrier, and she let herself go. She fisted his shirt and pulled him closer, forgetting to be gentle. His tongue no longer tested her mouth, it took it, wrangling for dominance.

Without another word, she began unbuttoning his shirt, her fingers stopping every so often to explore the exposed skin on his chest. She ran her fingers through his chest hair. The teasing of his nipples prompted a groan that spurred her on.

His own hands were exploring as he pulled off her shirt, running his fingers along the lace of her bra. She was grateful for the decision to wear her pink lace under her baggy t-shirt. “Beautiful,” he whispered as he bent down to kiss her breasts. She closed her eyes and let the wave of pleasure roll over her.

A sudden rush of cool air yanked her out of her reverie as Maddox backed up. Before she could protest, he grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the kitchen, never letting her eyes leave his. Half way down the hall, he pushed her against he wall and kissed her until she was nothing but sensation. He knelt before her, pulling down her leggings. She threw her head back as his tongue trailed from her knee up the inside of her thigh, his hands kneading her ass.

A moan escaped her lips as his nose brushed against her panties putting the lightest pressure on her sex, need coursing through her.

He kissed his way up her torso as she ran her hands through his thick, dark hair, stopping to lave her now free breasts. The waves of pleasure drowning out any self-consciousness about her excessive curves, and filling her with an insatiable need to get closer. To have more.

Cass’ hands fumbled with the button of his pants, before victoriously dropping them down around his ankles. His length pressed hard against his black boxer briefs, and she couldn’t help grazing her hand against it. Her touch was met by a growl as he took her bottom lip in his teeth and gave it a sharp tug, causing her to gasp. Pleasure wove through her as Maddox lifted her up so she could wrap her legs around his waist. Her breath caught as his cock pressed against her. God, she wanted him, and she wanted him now.

She bent her head down, and kissed his neck, tasting the salt of his skin against her tongue. He let out a shuddering breath as she traced her tongue along the tendon and nibbled on his ear.

“Fuck,” he gasped as she moved her hips, rubbing up against his throbbing erection.

He pulled them away from the wall, not letting her down, and walked her down the rest of the hall before tossing her on his bed. He crawled over her, his predatory gaze making her writhe like the prey she was. He stopped and grabbed her panties with his teeth, pulling them off of her and once again, raining kisses up her calf, her thigh. This time, though, he didn’t just graze her sex with a touch. He gently spread her legs apart before diving in, his tongue gently stroking her swollen clit, freeing a moan that had been waiting under the surface.

She panted as he brought wave upon wave of pleasure over her, and gasped as he pulled away before she could climax. Her face must not have disguised her disappointment, “Let’s not rush, shall we,” he whispered over her skin as he kissed her. Cassidy reveled in the taste of herself on his lips, but she wasn’t done with him. Not yet. He was having all the fun, and while she could have live forever in the cocoon of pleasure he wrapped her in, she wanted to know him. She’d dreamt of this moment over and over, and she wanted to know how the reality compared.

It wasn’t even a contest.

She ran her hands over his pecs, his abs, so much more prominent than in her dreams. He sucked in a breath as she took his nipple in her mouth and bit down lightly. She soothed the pain with her tongue as his hand wound itself in her hair.

As one of her hands played with his nipple, her other was busy toying with the waistband of his boxer briefs. She ran her had down the trail of hair that had tempted her every time his shirt rode up when he stretched. She teased along the elastic of his briefs, pulling and letting go, moving her fingers just along the edge, allowing her arm to brush the bulge as she moved her fingers back and forth. His breaths came in short pants as his hand tightened in her hair.

“Fuck, Cass,” he groaned as she pulled down his briefs to free his erection. She ran her hands along the length, reveling in the feel of the velvety skin against her fingertips. She ran the back of one nail along the vein, and he sucked in a breath. He was a gorgeous sight, laying there, hard as a rock, his muscles taut, his eyes closed.

His dick was engorged and pre-cum settled on its tip. She couldn’t help herself as she leaned down and licked it clean. He bucked up, moaning as she felt spurred on and took his tip in her mouth. She let the head settle on her flat tongue before rolling it around her mouth. He thrust further as she pulled him in, and he gasped as she ran her teeth lightly along the length as she pulled away.

Before she could take him again, he croaked, “Not yet, Cass. Not yet,” and pulled her up to plant another rough kiss on her lips and rolling her underneath him. He grabbed her wrists tight as he rained kisses along her neck, letting his tongue play with the V under her Adam’s apple. His kisses became more insistent as he found her breast again, sucking and pulling on her nipples. His hand kneading one breast, pulling the nipple between his finger as he suckled the other, letting his tongue toy with its sensitive tip. Both of them were gasping, their breaths coming in short pants.

“I’m going to make you come, Darling Cassidy. Then I’m going to fuck you until you scream my name,” he grinned, as he whispered kisses down her stomach, his hands easing her thighs apart. All she could manage was a whimper as he resumed his licks and kisses over the sensitive nub. He laved her clit before thrusting his fingers into the wet opening.

“You taste divine,” he hummed, sending a current through her.

“There. There!” she moaned, as he pulled her toward oblivion. Her mind blanked as she exploded in a million pieces, seeing nothing but stars as she floated back to reality. Her body soft and pliant as she came down off her orgasm, her fingers shaking as she ran them up and down his arms, his kiss firm on her lips. “Your turn,” she whispered.

“Mmm,” he answered, reaching over into his nightstand to grab a foil packet. “Put it on me, Cass,” he placed the condom in her shaking hand.

“It’s been so long,” she fumbled, gripping the tip before gently rolling it down his length.

“Ridiculously long,” he moaned as she squeezed the base of his penis lightly.

She squealed as he grabbed her and rolled her onto her back. He hovered, holding Cass’ arms at her sides. He kissed her, hard, and let one hand stroke her sex, spreading her juices to smooth his entry. A finger, then two, caressed her inner walls, and she moaned in his mouth. “Let me hear it,” he demanded.

“Maddox,” she whispered. “I haven’t…it’s been so long,” her worried eyes met his soft reassurance.

“I promise. Slow and easy,” he kissed her neck as his tip entered her. She sucked in a breath. She began to mewl as his progress slowed, and he eased his way into her. “You feel so fucking good, Cass. So. Fucking. Good.”

Their breaths quickened as he picked up his pace, pleasure filing her. She met his hooded gaze, and they watched one another as pleasure built up inside them both. “I’m so close, Cass,” he moaned as he began pumping into her. The only sounds in the room were their panting breaths and his hips slamming into her. Skin smacking skin.

His hand moved from her side to her sex, stroking the sensitive nub as he pumped in and out. Pleasure clouding her eyes. “Maddox! Maddox!” she cried his name as she lost herself in her orgasm. A few more pumps before he cried out her name and joined her over that edge.

They lay there, entwined in one another, their chests heaving as they tried to catch their breaths.

Maddox pushed himself up on his elbows, looking her in the eye. “You, Cassidy Moore, are amazing.” He wove his fingers around a lock of her hair. She blushed and pulled him down in a soft kiss.

“I do think that the accolades go to you, sir,” she grinned, a slight moan exiting her throat as he pulled out, and tied off the condom.

“Yes, well, I told you once I was good,” he grinned.

“So modest. And what was my answer?” she teased, knowing perfectly well what she had said that day. She’d burst his bubble by telling him that he could think he was good, but everything was about compatibility. What one woman found satisfying, another would find dull and boring. Some loved sex, and some would rather just lay there and get it over with.

“Not the one I was hoping to get,” he pouted, stroking her arm, sending aftershocks of her orgasm through her.

“And what was the answer you desired?” she whispered.

“This,” he said, pulling her toward him, planting another breathtaking kiss on her lips before taking her over that edge yet again.

* * *

C
ass awoke
as the dust mites played on the first rays of sun peeking through the curtains. A smile creeped across her face as she backed up into the warmth behind her. She had but a moment to revel in the feel of the man cradling her before panic set in.

Her mind began spinning with memories of the night before. Warm, happy moments of his soft caresses, hot words, and deep kisses. Then the embarrassing moments of the sucking sound their sweat-slicked bodies made as they pulled apart, the condoms strewn over the floor, and the overall embarrassment of being naked with Maddox. Oh! She was naked…in Maddox’s bed.

She moaned inwardly and tried to ease her panicked breathing, conscious that she didn’t want to wake him. She pulled away, careful to move slowly so he’d remain asleep. She had to pee, and she needed time to process. As she took a step toward the bathroom, she looked back at the man she had dreamt about so many times. His face was so peaceful as he slept. His hair stuck up in all odd directions, his face dark with a night’s worth of stubble. His hand splayed where her body was just a moment ago, as if it reached out for something, or someone, to hold onto.

She shook her head and took care of business in the bathroom. She stared at her face in the mirror, and all the old insecurities came rushing back. He had been good to her last night, but she knew that it wouldn’t be enough. He had been gentle where he needed to be. Rough where he needed to be. Unlike past partners, he sought out her pleasure before taking his own.

But as she looked at her reflection, one word crossed her mind, “Slut.” Then another word, “Fat.” Then insult after insult until she was reminded why she didn’t do this sort of thing—why she had to walk away. Again. Why celibacy was a better option.

Fat tears streamed down her face as she washed her mouth out with Listerine. She spit out the mouthwash, washed the day old makeup off her face, and left the bathroom to collect her things. She found her clothes in piecemeal around the house. They certainly had made use of every room. The thought heated her cheeks and her sex pulsed at the memory. She could still taste him on her tongue.

“What are you doing?” strong arms wrapped around her waist just as her t-shirt dropped down over her torso. “Clothes are a sin,” he grumbled into her neck.

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