Mad Love (Hearts Are Wild): Hearts Are Wild (7 page)

This man was one surprise after another.
“Well, I haven’t seen much but it’s definitely not a hovel
anymore.” Madison quivered as Toby ran his hands down her spine and
pressed her up against the hard length of his hot naked body.
“I—”

“I promise to give you the full tour later.
For now…”

She squealed when he picked her up and
stepped into the tub.

He chuckled. “Relax. We’re going to get to
know each other a little better before we get back to what we were
doing in the hall.”

The reminder sent another shiver through
her.

“Cold?” Toby lowered them into the water.
“The water will warm you up.”

Madison didn’t correct him. No point.
Besides, he’d positioned her between his legs, her back to his
front, his erection pressing into her, and his hands…lord, they
were sweeping over her stomach and breasts in long caresses that
had her moaning and rocking her hips.

“That’s it. Go with it.”

She had no idea what he was talking about—or
when he’d managed to turn off the water and soap his hands—but
thinking became impossible when the man used his big hands and
fingers to explore every inch of her.

“You’re so soft.” He squeezed her breasts.
“And hard.” He pinched her taut nipples.

Her back arched into his touch. “Toby.” She
said his name on a gasp. A plea and a protest. For what, she didn’t
have a clue.

Toby’s lips brushed her ear. “You feel so
good under my hands. My lips.”

His lips trailed the slope of neck to
shoulder while those hands travelled lower. He gripped her thighs
and raised her legs, pulling them up and over his, opening her wide
for his searching touch.

“I’m going to learn all the things that make
you tremble. Make you ache.” He spoke directly into her ear and
made her do exactly that. “Then I’m going to make you come for me
again, Mad. Like you did in the hall. You’ll do it again and again
before I fuck you.”

“Oh god.” His words sent shards of heat
splintering through every cell. Her mind spun but it was her body
that spiraled out of control when his fingers found her
clitoris.

Toby worked her with speed and skill. In no
time, she was panting and begging for more. And he delivered.

“That’s it. Take my fingers deeper.”

“Please,” she hissed as razor-sharp pleasure
arrowed through her sex.

“You’re still so tight. Sucking at my
fingers.” He nipped her ear, soothed it with his tongue. “I need
you to come now, Mad.”

He pressed his thumb on her clitoris,
circled, pressed, circled. The fingers buried inside her twisted,
stroked and pressed in time with his thumb, and something
tripped.

“Toby.” His name flew from her lips as the
orgasm crashed into her.

She writhed against him but he kept at her,
his hand continuing to drive her higher. He slipped his other hand
between them. Pushed it beneath her, between the cheeks of her
bottom.

Sensation exploded in her pelvis when Toby
dragged the tips of his fingers over her anus. Madison’s mind
fractured. Her body took over, rocking back and forth on both his
hands as his fingers probed deeper. There were so many different
nerve endings firing to life. Overwhelming her with pleasure—with a
hint of pain.

“God, Mad. You are so fucking sexy,” Toby
growled in her ear, rocking his erection against her. “I need you
to come again, baby. Need it like air.”

He increased the pressure on her anus and her
clitoris, probed deeper with the fingers buried in her sex. It was
too much. Not enough. Right there, ready to drop her into the
maelstrom of passion surging like a tidal wave around her.

“Just a little more,” he whispered.

Toby drove his fingers into her. Front and
back.

Madison went wild. Thrashed and bucked and
lost herself in the rush of bliss taking her over.

***

Toby couldn’t wait any longer. She’d taken
three fingers with easy and he needed to get his cock in her now or
he really
would
go mad.

Grabbing her hips, he lifted her up and got
to his knees, sat on his heels. She was small compared to him so
spinning her around to straddle his lap didn’t take much effort. He
hadn’t removed the condom he’d put on earlier, and never losing his
hard-on kept the protection firmly in place, leaving him with
nothing to do but sink inside her tight heat.

He lowered her over him slowly. There was no
way he wanted to hurt her again. But she was so fucking tight. Her
walls engulfed him. Each millimeter of distance gained left him
shaking and sweating and wanting to plunge deep.

She slipped her arms around his neck, buried
her face against his throat and moaned her approval as he worked
her up and down his shaft. It took all his control to keep the pace
slow. The need hurtling through him to take her hard and fast
couldn’t be satisfied.

Not this time.

Once she was used to him he’d definitely fuck
them both into oblivion but for now he’d settle for slow and
thorough.

Except Madison had other ideas.

She followed him at first. Then she moved
with him. Sitting up, her hands gripping his shoulders, she began
riding him with a jerky rhythm that told him more than her
tightness that she was inexperienced. But the human body was
amazing. Instinct born from centuries of evolution kicked in and
Mad rode him as though she’d been doing it all her life.

Toby tried to slow her down by holding her
hips, but she used internal muscles to squeeze—to milk his cock in
a rolling wave of blinding sensation that had him driving up into
her. He’d always been a fan of sex in the bath, but he couldn’t
recall it ever being this good. This mind-blowing. She was
annihilating his self-control with each stroke of her body over
his.

“God. Mad. I’m close.” He panted. “Come with
me.”

It wasn’t a request. He wouldn’t go over
without her. He reached for her breast, pinched a nipple, twisted
and tugged, before moving lower to the hard knot of nerves at the
top of her pussy.

She bucked in his arms.

“Oh yeah.” Toby stroked in time with his
thrusts. “C’mon, Mad. Come all over my cock.”

Her hips picked up speed, the rock and roll
driving her up and down his cock and into his hand at a frenzied
pace that had them both gasping for breath and moaning with
pleasure. He leaned forward. Slanted his mouth across hers and
thrust his tongue between her lips.

The kiss was aggressive. Desperate. They were
on the cusp of release and neither of them seemed willing to go
over first.

“C’mon.” Toby pushed up harder. Faster.
Pulled her down with his arm around her back.

She whimpered. “Toby.”

“I know.”

They slammed together in a furious rush that
sent water splashing over the side of the tub.

“I feel it, Mad. It’s right there.” He
pounded into her harder. “Let me have it.”

She constricted around him, her orgasm
finally breaking. Her pussy squeezed his cock until he had no
choice but to follow her over.

He came hard. Ground her down against him and
emptied what felt like his soul inside her.

Madison couldn’t breathe—couldn’t move.

Definitely couldn’t think.

She tried to get something to connect. A
thought. A word. Anything that wasn’t washed in the delirium of
satisfaction that swamped her.

Toby’s hold tightened. “You still with
me?”

She managed a nod. Half a grunt.

He chuckled. “Yeah. Definitely that
good.”

Letting her head roll to the side, she forced
her eyes open and gazed at him. His eyes were hooded, their dark
brown depths swimming with so many emotions. Satisfaction, triumph,
pleasure, lust. The way he stared at her had her pulse skipping,
heat rising—her body tightening.

His mouth tipped up on one end. “Ready for
round two?” He rocked up, his shaft hard inside her.

Her eyes popped wide and her head snapped up
from his shoulder. “Didn’t you—”

“Absolutely did. But I’m not done with you.”
He surged to his feet; water rushed around the tub, over the side,
and, stepping out, he took her with him.

“Toby,” she squeaked and held on.

Grinning, he said, “Change of scenery.”

He walked them into the bedroom, the one
she’d missed on their earlier trek to the bathroom. Wasting no
time, he got her on the bed, his body pinning her to the mattress,
his hard penis still buried deep. How he accomplished that feat was
a mystery.

“Need to change condoms.”

Madison gasped when he pulled out.
Over-sensitized tissues protested, clutched at his retreating flesh
with greedy contractions.

Toby smiled wide. “Don’t panic. I’ll be right
back.”

She had no doubt he would be.

But other doubts began to creep in. What was
she supposed to do now? Was there some form of etiquette for this
kind of encounter? Should she slip under the covers or remain on
top?

“Why the frown? Are you in pain?” Toby
strolled into the room completely unconcerned by his nudity.

And why wouldn’t he be confident? He was
gorgeous. It was more than evident he looked after himself.

“Mad?”

Oh, right. “No. I’m not in pain. A little
discomfort, that’s all.” She clamped her legs together and folded
her arms across her torso.

He arched one eyebrow. “Any reason you feel
the need to hide?”

“I…” Madison tried to swallow the ball of
nerves in her throat. “I don’t know what to do.”

“About?” He tossed a row of foil packets on
the side table and climbed on the bed, stretching out beside her.
But he didn’t touch her.

She had no reference for this type of thing.
The one time she’d had sex, the guy had been gone within minutes of
ejaculation. He hadn’t even taken his pants off all the way so it
was a quick removal of protection and zip up before heading out the
door. She regretted allowing that relationship to go as far as
intercourse. She’d been thinking of ending things and ended up
losing her virginity.

One of many signs she wasn’t good at
interacting with others.

“You’re having some sort of internal
struggle.” Toby tapped her temple with a fingertip. “I can hear
your mind spinning.”

“Well, yes, there’s a lot to think
about.”

“Why?”

“Um…” Madison hated being unable to pull her
thoughts together and around Toby it appeared to be her go-to mode.
She latched onto the obvious. “We’re naked, for one.”

Toby laughed. “And we’re going to stay that
way the rest of the night.”

“Rest of the night?”

“Yep.” He nodded. “I told you I wasn’t
done.”

“Ah, yes, you did, but—”

His hand covered her mouth. “Stop thinking.
Remember how well it turned out last time you switched off that
brain of yours?”

She spoke against his palm. “We had sex.”
Great sex. The greatest-sex-in-the-world sex. Her world, anyway.
His…

“Amazing sex,” he growled as he replaced his
hand with his mouth.

Madison parted her lips for his probing
tongue. She shivered when he trailed a hand down her chest and over
her breast to the taut nipple that throbbed and tingled,
anticipating his touch. He didn’t disappoint. His fingers
played—stroked, pinched and twisted—until her breath puffed from
her lungs in shallow pants.

“I can’t get enough of you,” he spoke into
her mouth, the words low and muffled. “The need shouldn’t get
stronger.”

With trembling fingers, Madison touch Toby’s
broad chest. His moan of pleasure rippled through her and made her
bolder. Tentatively she explored his torso, the wide pecs and the
undulations of his abdomen. She’d never seriously thought about the
references other women made to washboard abs, but having Toby’s
warm muscles beneath her hand brought new understanding.

He continued to kiss her. His tongue tangled
with hers and explored her mouth with wet slides that coaxed her to
do her own explorations. More confident, she thrust her tongue
against his and moved her hand lower on his body, investigated
those sharp dips that ran along his hipbones and led to his groin.
Proving he was in tune with her, Toby pulled his mouth from hers
and rolled to his back.

“Touch me wherever—however—you want.” He
raised his arms and folded them beneath his head. “I’m all
yours.”

“Oh.” Her eyes widened as she took in all of
him. From head to toe, the man was sculpted perfection. Smooth skin
stretched over muscles honed to peak condition. Light brown hair,
sparse in some places, thick in others, had her wondering if it
would feel coarse or soft against her fingertips—her face. “I’ve
never…”

“Just what have you done?” His last word
hitched when she trailed her fingertips down his stomach towards
the large erection protruding from his groin.

“I’ve had sex.” The deep channels edging his
abdominal muscles intrigued her. They formed a natural arrow toward
what was surely the world’s most magnificent penis. She wrapped her
fingers around his thick shaft.

“Fuck.” He jerked in her hand, his hips
rising off the bed, and she instantly let go.

“Sorry.”

“No.” He grabbed her hand and moved it back
to his penis. “That was a good fuck.”

With his guidance, Madison gripped him once
more and began to stroke up and down his length. “It’s so smooth.”
There was no hiding the wonder in her voice.

“Have you ever touched a cock before?” His
words were tinged with curiosity and disbelief.

She shivered at the earthy description of the
flesh in her hand and, shaking her head, she continued to examine
the silky skin stretched wide and long, as well as the crinkly skin
covering the testicles at the base. “It’s completely different to
what I expected.”