Madison

Before I know what’s hit me, Bryce grabs me and tosses me over his shoulder. He rushes into his bedroom and doesn’t bother closing the door. My body hits his soft bed, and he attacks my mouth with his unstoppable tongue.

“This is going to be quick,” he says against my lips. “Then after we eat, I’m going to make sweet love to you.”

“Please,” I beg.

The sound of him taking off his jeans turns me on even more. I groan as his fingers tuck into the band of my thong and take it off. He easily lifts me into a sitting position and keeps his eyes on me while reaching behind to take my bra off. He stares at me, all of me, breathing intensely with shameless hunger scorching from his deep brown eyes.

“Before we do this, we need to establish one very important thing.”

“Okay.”

He leans in and kisses my lips, softly stroking my tongue and gently pushing me down on the bed. Bryce breaks the kiss and rips his shirt off. He’s standing naked in front of me, and I unashamedly moan. The man is gorgeous. Sexy. And impressively large. Fuck.

“You’re mine now, Madison.”

I smile. “I thought we decided that already.”

“Maybe.” He returns my smile. “Now, it’s official. You are mine, and I am yours.”

“You are mine, and I am yours,” I repeat and sit up on his bed.

“I’m keeping you forever,” he tells me and pushes me back down. My legs spread open for him, and I’m ready to have him take me. “Forever, Madison. When I say that, I mean it, and before you think that’s a line I’ve used before, I haven’t.”

His honesty warms my heart. The honesty in his eyes is raw and fierce. “Take me, Bryce. Make me yours forever.”

“Tell me you need me.”

I don’t second-guess myself or question it. “I need you.”

“No matter what, you’ll always need me the way I need you. Every inch of your body belongs to me. There’s no going back. I’m never letting you go, and I won’t let you let me go either.”

His fingers slide into my mouth, and I circle my tongue around them, watching the intensity grown in his eyes. Pulling the digits out, he traces my face with his finger and goes to the nape of my neck before traveling down between the valley of my breasts.

In his eyes, I’m sexy. I’m beautiful. I believe what he’s seeing. My body reacts to his stare, and I need him to claim me.

“I can tell you want me to fuck you now.” I don’t respond. “I thought I wanted fast and quick. Now, I don’t. I’m going to cherish your body and take my time. Trust me, it’ll be rough, and you’ll scream my name, but I’m not going to rush.”

My body aches for him, and wherever he touches me sends a vibrating throb down to my core. This man loves control. I’ll give him what he wants and submit to his every need. His finger continues its path. He’s leaving fire to spread over me and into my veins. Lowering his mouth to my neck, he gently kisses my skin, before plunging his fingers inside me once again.

“Bryce!”

“You’re addictive. I love hearing you call out my name.”

When his fingers find my G-spot again, the orgasm hits me hard and fast. My body presses against his, arching from his bed and craving more.

He laughs softly. “Your body loves me. I already know what you want and what you crave for more.”

My pulse accelerates when I see his hand grabbing his impressive length. I feel his erection at my opening, and I’m trying my hardest to relax. He’s taking his sweet time, and he knows exactly what he’s doing.

“Patience, baby.” He shoots me a sexy grin.

This is the worst kind of torture.

I’m short of breath from his pace and the anticipation of what’s to come. Our eyes are locked on one another.

“Don’t close your eyes. Keep them on me. I want to see your reaction when I slide inside you.”

“Okay,” I answer and brace myself.

Smoothly and in control, he penetrates me and quickly fills me. The pace of our breathing matches. He pulls out only to plunge back in. I scream from the pleasure and keep my eyes on his. I don’t dare defy him.

“Baby, you feel so good. So tight. This pussy is mine and mine alone. I promise I’ll take good care of it. You’ll always orgasm at least three times when we’re together.”

Words are lost upon my lips. All I can think about is the pleasure he’s giving me. Each time with Bryce has been the best sexual experience I’ve had. He’s in control. He’s demanding, and he knows what he’s doing.

We move in perfect rhythm. He grips my hips and pulls me back to meet his hard thrusts. The feeling is mesmerizing. I’ve lost all sense of reality. In my mind, there’s only him and what he’s doing. I’m not nervous or worried. My pleasure meter is skyrocketing because he’s taking my body to a new level of pleasure. One I’ve never felt before … before him. Everything around me stands still. The only things existing in my mind are Bryce, what he’s doing to me, and the way my body is molding to his.

I’m not sure how much longer I can handle this immense pleasure. My muscles clench around him, and my stomach twists. The impending orgasm is about to erupt.

“Hold it, Madison. I need you to come with me, and I’m not ready. This feels too good.” His lips attack mine again, and I melt into his kiss. It’s invigorating. It’s mind-stopping. The kiss blocks the orgasm. He continues to drive deep and hard inside me. As our sweaty bodies move together, this passionate connection is beyond my wildest dreams.

Bryce breaks the kiss and lifts himself, propping my leg on his shoulder and thrusting harder. Deeper.

“Now, Madison. Now!”

I follow his command, and the growl of his release rolls over me. I whimper when he slowly pulls out, immediately missing him.

Then I realize …

“Bryce!” I shout and sit up, getting up, and pushing him out of the way so I can go into the bathroom and clean myself. “You didn’t use a condom,” I shout from the bathroom.

“Why would I?” His voice is loud and clear.

I turn around and see he’s leaning against the frame. “What!?”

“You’re mine, and I’m yours. There’s no need for one. You’re on birth control, and I’m clean.”

I pause and grab a towel hanging on the railing to put over myself. “How did you know that?”

Rolling his eyes, he steps forward. “Saw it in your purse. I’m not worried about you being clean. Should I worry?”

I shake my head. “No.”

“And are you worried about me?” I shake my head again. “Good.” He leans down and kisses my forehead before turning me around and ripping the towel off my body. His lips touch my back and roam all the way down until he kisses my butt cheeks. “This too will be mine soon.”

My body tenses, and I freeze. “That’s an exit, not an entrance!”

“Baby.” I feel his smile on my cheek. “When will you see I’ll own your whole body. There won’t be a single place I haven’t touched.”

I’m falling apart to his words and touch. I never imagined anything like this. Not in a million years. I thought I’d spend my life with Kent, and now I’m so glad that’s not the case. I don’t care if I haven’t known Bryce for long. My heart calls for his, and he wants me.

He wants me forever.