Page 79 of Angels Fall

“Looks like we broke the dam.” I chortle.

She slaps the ground with her palm and says, “Fuck! Fuck me! What. The fuck. Was that?”

A thought runs through my mind. A joke actually. And I debate with myself for a second before saying it, I really do. Because the thing about being a smartass like I am is that I’m aware of the shit I’m saying, I just can’t help saying it. It’s not that I don’t know I’m probably gonna get myself in trouble when I open my mouth. I do. But I always weigh the consequences of what’s about to take flight from my lips, and then almost always decide that the risk is worth the cost.

So I take a breath, bend down close to her, stroke the hair half-covering her flushed and spent face, and say…

“I dunno. Maybe you could ask your mom.”

Chapter Eighteen - Maddie & Tyler

MADDIE

I just blink at him. I feel like I do that a lot with Tyler. Like he’s an ever-moving maze, a puzzle I’m trying to find my way through. “What?”

“Too far?” He winces.

And then I laugh. Because, well, the joke was funny if you were there. And I was.

“See,” he says, kissing my lips, then giving one a little nip with his teeth. “I am funny. At least, I’m your kind of funny.”

I reach up, place both my hands on each side of his face, and smile. “Thank you,”

“For…? Because I think I should be thanking you right about now.”

“Later,” I say, letting my hands fall to his shoulders. Because I have a very long answer for his question and now isn’t the time. I dig my nails in the hard muscles of his back, just enough to make him draw in a breath and close his eyes for one prolonged moment.

He opens them back up. The joking is gone and the wild side is back.

I like his jokes, don’t get me wrong. Tyler Morgan is as witty as they come. Always has been and I absolutely love that about him. But sometimes I just want the raw and the real.

Like now.

I climb into his lap and he adjusts the both of us so he can lean back against the hard, jagged rock wall. It’s gotta hurt—all those ragged edges digging into his skin—but maybe he doesn’t feel pain? Or maybe he likes it?

I lift my hips up, letting that thought trail away for another time too, and reach for his cock. “We’re not done yet,” I say.

“Not even close,” he whispers back. Our eyes are locked as I position him underneath me, our breathing matched. We smile simultaneously. And then I lower myself down on top of him.

I want to close my eyes as he enters me again. And the fact that he’s playing with the tail as this happens makes it almost impossible to keep them open. But I do keep them open. I don’t want to miss a single second of this.

“Relax,” I say. “I got this now.”

He chuckles a little. “I’m about as relaxed as it gets, Maddie.”

“Not quite,” I say, placing the tip of my finger above his eye and softly tracing downward so he has to close it. Being Tyler, he complies. Sorta. Because the other eye stays open in a wink. Which is cute, and adorable, and so genuinely him, I want to laugh. But I don’t. I just close the other eye too, then lean into his neck and whisper, “Let me take care of you now.”

He huffs out a little bit of air, but he doesn’t open his eyes. So I start moving on top of him. My hips slowly rocking forward and back, my clit skimming against his lower abs just enough to drive myself wild without meaning to.

I grab his shoulders again just as his hands squeeze both my ass cheeks, trying to pull me forward. Trying to get deeper inside me.

The fur of the fox tail brushes against my skin, and the feeling of being filled up from both ends is starting to make me crazy for him again, but I suck in a breath, hold it, and stay calm as I hover above him, just slightly, just enough to deny his silent request.

“You’re fucking torturing me,” he says, hands on my hips now, urging me to just sit down. Let him fully inside me.

“No,” I say. “I’m making you slow down, that’s all. Take a look around. Enjoy it, moment by moment.”

The hiss of air he exhales has a touch of frustration in it. But only a touch. Because sometimes slow is good. Sometimes you just gotta let go. And he knows this is one of those times.