I do.
His finger slides up my slick folds and I whimper. His arm tightens around my waist, holding me as much as he can. I try to keep my feet from slipping, so he doesn’t have to take anymore weight. His finger swirls around my clit and I cry out. It’s so swollen it almost hurts.
“I’ve missed you,” I whimper as he begins to massage the hard nub.
“Fuck, baby, me too.”
He massages until I’m on the edge, then his finger goes up and inside me. He begins fucking me with them, while his thumb works my clit. Fuck, oh God. It’s so fucking good. I drop my head back, my knees weak, and cry out his name.
“Lean forward,” he orders, his voice low. “Let me suck those gorgeous nipples.”
I do, and his mouth closes around one of my hard peaks. That’s when I come. I come so hard I cry out, not caring who can hear. His fingers work slower, lazier, dragging out every shudder from my body. By the time I’ve finished shaking, he’s got an erection again. Jesus. I want to climb over him so badly. So badly.
“God do I want to fuck you, Maddox.”
He pulls me closer. “Fuckin’ do it. I need it. Fuck me, honey.”
“But I’ll hurt you.”
He shakes his head. “Come here.”
He takes control, lifting my leg so it rests over his thigh. He moves the other so I’m straddling him, but only our legs are touching. He lifts me and grips his cock, pulling it between us. The thick head presses against my swollen opening and he pushes in, both of us crying out in pleasure.
“You’re so tight, swollen and slick. Fuck. Yes.”
I lower myself over him, loving how it feels when he stretches me. I place my hands on the shower walls so I don’t have to grip him, and I sink fully down. Oh God...yes. So fucking good. His cock fills me so beautifully, stretching my insides in the most amazing way.
“Maddox,” I whimper. “Fuck...”
“Jesus...fuck me baby. Fuck me hard.”
I rotate my hips, using my feet to slide my pussy up and down his thick, hard length. Up and down I go, fucking him, my slick passage taking him fully. His breathing turns ragged and he begins panting hard and fast. His fists are clenched, resting on my thighs, and his jaw is tight.
“Come,” he demands. “Come on...”
I close my eyes, losing myself in the moment. I lost the showerhead along the way, but I can hear the soft hissing of the water. My hands are flat against the tiled wall and I slide up and down as gently as I can until I feel myself clenching tightly, hanging on the edge.
Maddox’s finger finds my clit, and I come.
God do I come.
“Maddox, oh God, oh yes,” I scream.
“Fuck, yes,” he pants.
I keep rocking, milking my own orgasm, when he finds his for a second time. He roars and his cock pulses, jetting inside me yet again. When I come down, my body feels amazing. I gently slip off him, and let myself kneel back on the floor. I drop my head onto his thigh and steady my breathing.
“Best fuckin’ shower ever,” he rasps.
I laugh softly.
Then I pick up the shower and clean him up.
~*~*~*~
2014 - Santana
“Jesus, what the fuck were you two doin’ in there.”
I hear Krypt’s voice the minute we step out of the bathroom. My cheeks grow pink as I see that he’s not alone. He’s got Pippa, Ash, Indi and Mack with him. They’re holding food, clothes and magazines. Oh boy. Maddox’s arm is around my shoulder, but I feel his body shake with laughter.
“Don’t laugh, princess,” I growl at him.
He leans down and bites my ear. I squeal and let Mack help him off me. When he’s back in bed, I shoot him a nasty glare. He just grins at me.
Prick.
“Ah,” Ash begins. “I guess he’s not completely broken.”
“Shut up!” I say to her.
She’s biting her lip, trying not to laugh. Poor Pippa looks like she’s about to pass out – her cheeks are so red.
“Sorry, Pippi,” I say.
She shakes her head. “Oh, no, it’s fine.”
God.
“How you doin’, girl?” Maddox asks her.
She still doesn’t know how to take Maddox, but she’s getting there.
“Ah, I’m good. Thanks.”
He smiles at her, and then turns to me. “Go and eat, I’ve got shit to talk about with Mack and Krypt.”
I cross my arms. He winks at me.
“Fine, but if there’s one discussion about that shower...you’re dead.”
He laughs.
I can’t help it, I smile.
Then Ash, Pippa, Indi and I leave.
~*~*~*~
“Oh. My. God.” I gasp.
Maddox is sitting in the bed, staring at me. Krypt is beside him, clippers in hand and Mack is grinning, clearly proud of himself.
“Told you I wasn’t lettin’ you brush it.”
I stare at him, shocked. Maddox no longer has long hair...instead he’s got short locks and fuck...holy fuck...he looks smokin’ hot. His once long, thick hair is now a few inches in length and messy. The sexy kind of messy. Not only that, it brings out his face. His jaw looks more chiseled, his eyes more blue and his lips fuller.
“Everyone leave,” I breathe.
Krypt turns to Maddox, then to me. “I think you’re about to get raped.”
Maddox’s eyes flare and he growls, “Leave.”
“Like now,” I demand.