Page 57 of Resisting Mr. Rich


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“Mads,” I hiss in warning.

“Logan,” she counters.

Her grip tightens and she drops her eyes to my cock as the first spurt fires out, hitting her nightdress and sinking into it. Drop after drop fires out, spraying a pattern all over the light gray material until it’s ruined by patches of darkness. Each one is a glaring mark of how far past the line we’ve stepped.

I shudder as my balls empty all over her. The final pulse leaves me and before I can give it any rational thought, I slide my hands under the ruined material, curving them over Maddy’s bare hips.

She lifts her arms in silence, letting me pull the nightdress over her head.

I stand back to look at her. My throat tightens as I take in her naked body. Curves and soft skin. Inches and inches of it I want to run my tongue over.

And her breasts.

I stifle a groan as I step forward, cupping each one. I rub my thumbs over her puckered nipples. Maddy freezes, and I hold her eyes as I bend to take one into my mouth.

“I’ve never seen a body as beautiful as yours.” I let my eyes flutter closed as I wrap my lips around her and suck with a deep moan of appreciation. “So fucking sexy.”

“Logan.” Her hands sink into my hair and tug.

“Please don’t stop me.”

I drop to my knees on the tiled floor in front of her and run a hand up from her ankle to her inner thigh, encouraging her to part her thighs.

“Tell me you hate me if you want to. But do it while my tongue’s buried in you, tasting you.”

I press my tongue to her, teasing her lips apart and finding her entrance. I slide inside, unable to fight the pull in my gut to taste her repeatedly and make her mine.

“I don’t… I don’t—”

I pull back.

“You don’t what? Want to come on my tongue?” I groan as I dive back into her, smiling against her as she gasps and twists her fingers in my hair until my scalp stings. “Is it worse than coming on my cock, Mads? Because we’re way beyond that.”

“I don’t want you to talk,” she gasps. “Just… stop… talking.” Her words morph into a moan as I replace my tongue with two fingers and suck on her clit instead.

I fuck her with my fingers in the exact way she liked last night, tracing my tongue over her clit. I drink up everything she gives me until her inner thighs shake around my head.

“I hate you,” she cries as I hit her G-spot and she comes with a force that has her legs buckling.

I grip one hip with my free hand and guide her to lean against the kitchen counter as I growl against her swollen flesh. “Hate me again. This time around my tongue.” I switch my fingers to her clit and sink my tongue back inside her again, taking full advantage of her heightened senses as her orgasm still pulses on. If I can catch her before she’s down and keep the pressure on her clit, then maybe—

“Fuck.” She pulls my hair as her pussy erupts around my tongue, clenching down onto it as she comes again.

“Good girl,” I groan. It’s muffled, but the extra yank of my hair means she heard me.

“Stop.” She grinds on my face as her orgasm continues. “I’m not doing this with you again,” she pants.

I wait until the last pulse leaves her and then slide my tongue from inside her, kissing my way up her body until I’m standing. “And yet you are.”

Her eyes are bright, her lips and cheeks a deep pink.

“Don’t read anything more into this than it is.”

I curl a hand around her waist and stroke the skin there as I wait for her to catch her breath.

“You and me, we’re… never going to happen. You know that.” She swallows, then takes more deep breaths as she waves a finger back and forth in the gap between our naked torsos. “This is… marginally better than fighting with you, that’s all.”

“Marginally better?” I cock a brow, desperate to kiss her again.

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