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I take a moment to look at her—appreciate her sheer beauty.
But I need more than that. Need to get inside her, fuck her, take a little of today off me.
“Lie on the bed,” I command.
She obeys me without challenge, which surprises me, but I know better than to question it now. She’s willing to give me what I need, and I’ll see that her needs are met later.
I hover over her, look into her warm brown eyes—eyes that draw me in, make me want to give her everything.
And right now, I want to give her my big hard cock.
I dangle it over her clit a few times, making her moan, and then I thrust inside.
God, the sweet suction. The perfect fit.
But my needs overtake me, and I pull out and plunge back in.
I fuck her hard, fuck her fast, fuck her better than I’ve ever fucked another woman.
It doesn’t take long until I’m ready, on the brink?—
So I slow down a bit, wanting to last just a bit longer.
But knowing I’m going to explode at any moment.
Because that’s what I need. What I brought her here for. For release. Escape.
To run away from the shit that’s still going down with my family.
If I thought I needed a vacation before, I really need one now.
I’m going to take it in Maddie Pike’s body.
I pull out and thrust back in, emptying myself into her tight cunt.
And with that release, I let go—if only for a moment—all the evil in the world, all the impurity in the world, all the shit in the world.
Everything going on with my family.
Because one day—one fucking day—everything will be right again. As right as it feels coming inside Maddie Pike.
I stay inside her for a few moments, and then I roll over so that we’re both on our sides, facing each other, still joined.
“Thank you,” I say. “You have no idea how much I needed that.”
“I’m happy to help you any way I can. But Dave, I was serious when I said I don’t want to be just a fuck to you.”
I shake my head. “You aren’t, Maddie. I guess we’re…dating?”
“You don’t sound too confident in that assessment.”
I sit up, run my hands through my hair. “Christ. I didn’t go looking for this. And you know as well as I do that I didn’t go to Europe to follow you there.”
“Yeah, you’ve made that clear,” she says dryly.
I scoff. “Don’t.”
“Don’t what?”
