Maddie and Wyn (35 page)

Wyn felt so stuffed in the weirdest damned way, not terribly pained but uncomfortable as hell; he didn’t know what to do. Then he looked up from between his legs to Maddie, caught the quickening of her breath and a hint of her sweet honey scent, and those tells of her excitement sank into his system like booze on an empty stomach. His balls pulled up with exquisite goodness and his dick reared from his belly as if it had its own mind. Suddenly Wyn’s passage woke up in a different way and he knew he needed Maddie to take full command of his ass more than he needed his next breath.

Words coming up from his core, Wyn uttered, “Do it, Maddie. Take me as if you were strapped with eight inches of cock.” Her pupils flared and she bit her lip, and Christ, the sexy sight made his body pulse harder for everything they were together. “Take me the way I take you, when I can’t control myself because I want you so much.”

“Wyn…” Throwing herself on top of him, Maddie said his name again with the thickest yet somehow most feminine tone. She smashed her lips down on his and shoved the dildo all the way into his ass. Flames of white-hot fire licked through his channel—
oh fuck, fuck
—but Maddie pumped the fake dick in his rear tunnel, claiming him with the same force he knew he often used with her, and those licks of fire quickly morphed into a unique pleasure so deep he could not fathom its source. The fact that he might be able to experience even the smallest taste of how she felt when he lost himself in her drove Wyn’s needs, and he locked his thighs against her hips and drove himself up to meet the thrust of her glass cock.

Her breath coming in quick pants against his lips, Maddie braced herself on the pillow next to his head and slid the dildo in and out of his body with long, full drags. “How does it feel?” Her breasts brushed against his arm and chest, the tightly beaded tips like erasers pulling deliciously against his skin. “Do you like it?” She licked the bow of his lip as she pushed the long, slender toy all the way home.

Right then, before he could answer, she twisted the dildo in his ass, and the ridged swirl design rubbed right over a sweet spot that made his toes curl.
Ohhh Jesus God
. She did it again, and he groaned as his entire body lit up like a fireworks display. “Fuck, fuck…” He shoved his hands down her back and grabbed her ass. “Don’t stop…” Needing full friction now, Wyn rocked her on top of him and canted up to meet the incredible slide of her fake dick. “Oh God, Maddie…” So close to the abyss already, Wyn shook with his effort to hold back release. One hand clutching her buttocks, he shoved the other one into her hair and dragged her face down to his, pleading, “Don’t stop until I come,” and slammed his ass up onto the dildo.

Her lips on his, Maddie cried out and kicked up her efforts, holding firmly to the toy between their bodies and claiming him with sure thrust after sure thrust, owning his ass as if she’d thought and planned about how to do it for years. Wyn undulated under her, and she writhed on top of him while plowing his passage, soaking his upper thigh with her sweet juices. The heady scent of her arousal kicked through him like rocket fuel, adding to his downward spiral, and he jabbed his rigid dick into her stomach, searching anywhere for relief.

Brushing endless kisses across his lips, sensitizing them unbearably, Maddie eventually pulled away an inch and twitched her nose against his. She pushed the glass length into his ass and twisted it, one way and then quickly the other. He grunted and bucked, and Maddie smiled down at him, her stare bright. “I love watching you.” She swirled the toy in his channel again.

Groaning, rapt on her, Wyn throbbed with too much sensitivity everywhere. “You’re gonna make me come.” He let go of her hair and pulled recklessly on his pre-cum-soaked cock.

Her grin turning mischievous, Maddie went from tweaking his nose to softly licking past his parted lips. “That’s what I want to see the most.” Dipping down, she whispered at his ear, “Come for me, Wyn.” Turning words he’d used multiple times on her around on him, she said, “Give me every bit of you.”

With a stripped shout, Wyn vowed, “I’m yours,” and claimed her with a deep, primal kiss.

At the same time, Maddie cried, “Yes,” into his mouth, ground her pussy hard against his thigh, and pumped the fat, rounded head of the dildo back and forth fast inside him, right over his newly-discovered kill zone.
Fuck, fuck, yes
. Instantly Wyn exploded, arching his back right off the bed, taking her into the air with him, and shot his load all over her side and his own stomach. With each wave of release, his rear passage squeezed around the buried fake cock, sending the most incredible sensations into his balls, and he spit more cum onto Maddie’s gloriously creamy skin.

Finally, after what felt like forever, Wyn dropped back to the bed. Before he got his wind back enough to speak, Maddie shimmied down his middle. Her eyes so very bright, she said, “I need to know your pleasure in another way,” and licked his seed off his belly. A mewling noise escaping her, she licked her way across the left side of his stomach and swallowed down all of his cum

Dear God, help me
. Just watching her, Wyn jerked, adding another puddle of ejaculate onto his skin, and remained half hard.
I am her slave for life
.

He growled, “Come here,” and dragged her up his body. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, needing to taste himself inside her. He licked, and his own salty bitterness attacked his taste buds, so much different than her sweetness. The fact that eating his essence appealed to her, no matter the flavor, just because she craved him, invaded his very being and shot his cock straight back to full attention.

So needy still, Wyn tore his mouth from hers. “Straddle me,” he ordered, pushing her upward, wanting her to spread her thighs over his head. “I have to have a taste of you too.”

Scrambling into place, Maddie lowered herself close to his face, and her honeyed scent invaded his nose and hummed through his blood. “Jesus, baby,” Wyn rubbed his fingers down her reddened nether lips, “you’re beautiful everywhere.” With that, he dragged her the rest of the way down and licked a line up her soaking pussy.

Maddie squealed and jerked away, but Wyn wrapped an arm around her thigh and kept her anchored to him. Her pretty clit already peeking out at him, he flicked his tongue against the bead and then pulled it between his lips, desperate to give her as much pleasure as she’d given him.

He brushed his tongue around the crimson pearl, creating a swirling pattern, and Maddie moaned, “Please,” and grabbed hold of the headboard, clamping the wood between her fingers.

Excited by her response, Wyn doubled his efforts, switching between lapping up the proof of her desire and plying her clit between his lips and tongue.

Rocking down against his face, Maddie pleaded for him to both stop and keep doing more. Wyn understood the mix of fear and need, and he pushed her boundaries just as relentlessly as she’d pushed his. Letting go of her leg, he parted her slick entrance and sank his tongue into her cunt, hungry to put her essence inside him too. Not abandoning her bead, he rubbed his thumb over the nerve-rich ball while applying the slightest pressure against her sex. Maddie screamed and jumped, but just as fast she jammed the top of her head against the headboard, looked down at him, and pushed herself back down over his mouth.

A wild light in her eyes spurred him on, and Wyn buried his fingers in Maddie’s pussy and brushed the tips across a nubby patch of skin hidden inside. Maddie cried out for him and pumped herself hard on his digits. Her channel clenched again and again and again, and Wyn knew she was riding a fast, hard release. Before she could come down from the sky, he coated his fingers in her essence, slid them backward, and slowly forced his middle digit into her ass.

Instantly going taut as a drum, Maddie whimpered, and the clamp around Wyn’s embedded digit went vise-tight. Just as she had done for him, Wyn kept his finger inside her, but with his other hand eased her back down to him and licked her pussy. She jolted, but she didn’t pull away. He licked her again and swirled his tongue around her clit. She didn’t look away from him, and he didn’t stop; he gently sucked on her pearl of desire and played with her sex, teasing the pouting lips and dipping into her entrance to taste her sweet arousal.

Her gaze terribly bright, Maddie breathed slow and steady and bit her lip. Just as a bead of perspiration slipped off the tip of her breast and fell onto his face, she rolled her buttocks in a little circular motion, made a needy little noise, and her rear tunnel tugged more of his finger inside.

Yes.
So attuned to her, Wyn picked up on the tiny gasp and nod she gave him; he started breathing again and his world went back to rights. He held his mouth less than an inch away from her cunt, exhaling on her clit each time he breathed, and slowly worked his finger in her ass. Maddie gritted her teeth, and her rear passage squeezed him again, and instantly Wyn went back to eating her sex again.

This time, when Maddie relaxed on his invasion, Wyn kept licking and sucking on her pussy, and at the same time grazed her bead with his thumb. He kept up a pursuit designed solely to give her pleasure, and within moments Maddie moaned and rocked back on his finger, taking it inside herself without any help from him. Wyn penetrated her to the webbing; she moaned and rose up on her knees, but just as fast sank back on his finger. She went still, tight as anything he’d ever felt, but now her rear passage rippled around his penetration rather than trying to squeeze the life out of his digit.

Already at full staff and hurting, Wyn worked Maddie’s hole with long strokes, preparing her for his cock. And each time she moaned and pushed her ass back to meet the strike of his finger, Wyn groaned in kind and leaked a steady stream of early seed from his slit.

Pumping herself on his finger, Maddie sighed, “More,” and reached back to split her cheeks open wider for him. “I know I need at least three if I’m going to take your cock.”

Nothing but raw desire, the truth of her pleasure, lived in her stare. Wyn muttered, “Hell, Maddie,” and dragged his tongue along her slick pussy for another taste of her honeyed excitement. “I am in awe of you.” Quickly sliding his hand through the essence coating her thighs, he eased two fingers into her snug passage, and she keened and bore down on the thicker penetration.

So fast this time, Maddie accepted the double claiming. She rocked herself slowly on his digits, moaning as she lifted herself up, almost to the point of slipping off him, and then eased back down onto his fingers. Trembling, she reached down to rub her clit. Instantly she shook harder, and her body sucked his digits back into her ass.

Moving clumsily on his hand, Maddie told him in a stripped tone, “I like it so much.” She gripped the bed and undulated out of control. “I want to come with you again.”

Motherfucking hell, honey
. Keeping his fingers buried in her ass, Wyn slid Maddie down his body until she was on top of him, her legs folded on either side of his, face to face once more. Her skin was flushed so rosy—
Christ, she’s beautiful
—acted like a booster drug on his system. He smashed his mouth to hers and kissed her with messy speed, needing to feed his emotions into her in any way he could. She kissed him back, bit his tongue in between begging for him, and he bit her back as he forced a third finger into her hole.

Maddie sucked in a quick breath and shook her head fast.
Damn it, baby
. Wyn’s chest ached. Her ring was so damned tight. He went still, his forearm nestled between her ass cheeks, his fingers embedded in her body.

Locking in on eye contact, noting the light in her gaze he always associated with pleasure, she whispered, “You feel so good,” and sucked her lower lip past her teeth. She canted slowly on top of him, rubbing her pussy against his lower belly and sliding on his fingers buried in her ass. “I’m trying not to come.”

Gutted to his core in the best possible way, Wyn surged off the pillow and stole a fast, hard kiss. His cock and balls roared back to life, this time not to be stopped. “Get the lube and a condom,” he ordered, unable to reach them with his free hand.

She narrowed her stare down at him, and he told her in a ragged tone, “I want your ass like nobody’s business, but I’m gonna need every bit of you before I come,” reading the question about the need for a condom in her eyes.

With that, Wyn wrapped his hand around his sac and put a prison-worthy lock-hold on his balls. He prayed he didn’t shoot like a green boy the moment he slipped his dick into Maddie’s incredible ass.

*

Oh my
. So oddly, yet wonderfully full with Wyn’s fingers, Maddie felt her heart skip a beat when she tore open one of the condom packets and reached back to roll it down Wyn’s scorching shaft. Only in her most hidden fantasies had she imagined the level of trust it would take to feel excited yet safe about having anal sex, yet here she was, throbbing and as wet as she’d ever been, more than half because Wyn had let her fuck him too.
He considers us equals in every way
. In a strange way, this act between them showed her the truth more than anything else in their relationship had.

Her heart fluttered again, only this time a bubble of fear fizzed inside too.
No. Not right now.
Maddie smoothed the edge of the condom at the base of Wyn’s cock and pumped extra lube onto the head, letting the slick stuff slide down his incredible length. He hissed and rolled his hips under her, jostling his fingers within her, awakening her passage once more. A line of shooting pleasure rocketed between Maddie’s rear tunnel and belly, and she started to bump back against his triple-digit invasion.

A twist of need corkscrewed up into her breasts, but at the last second Maddie stopped herself, her heart pounding hard, but unable to deny her desires. “Not your fingers anymore.” Pulling his hand away from her tail end, she bit back a cry when his fingers popped free of her rear hole, instantly feeling empty and bereft. “I want your cock.”

“Jesus, Maddie.” His features pulled taut, Wyn looked gutted and starving. “Take what you want.” As he lifted her into a straddle, he stroked the lube down his cock and rubbed some against her bud, making the muscle quiver. “Every inch of me is yours.”