Sanctuary Found (Pelican Bay 2)

As he slid his free hand to my ass, Maddox’s teeth closed gently over a muscle in my neck. He soothed the spot with a tongue, then kept repeating the move as his fingers trailed along the edge of the panties. While one finger rode along the material, the other was touching my skin and the contrast was making me crazy. Maddox’s fingers disappeared between my crease and caressed me there for a moment before sliding down my ass and in between my legs. I automatically lifted off him enough so he could move his hand closer to my balls.

Which he didn’t.

“Maddox,” I said breathlessly as I dropped my head to his shoulder. “Please.”

“Please what, baby? Touch you?”

I nodded against him. His mouth was next to my ear as he said, “Here?” and then he was caressing one of the globes of my ass. I managed something that was between a nod and a shake.

“Here?” he asked again, this time touching my other cheek.

I didn’t respond this time, mostly because I was too breathless to do anything but wait to see where he would touch me next.

I opened my mouth against his shoulder and moaned when his finger disappeared into my crack and began rubbing my opening through the panties. I began grinding my dick against his and then I searched out the corded muscles of his neck as he toyed with me.

“So good, Maddox. So good,” I breathed.

Without the use of my hands, I couldn’t grab him the way I wanted. He turned his head and kissed me even as he continued to rub my entrance. When his finger pushed past the silk and touched my hole I jumped and moaned into his mouth. “Oh, God,” I cried when he began rubbing me harder and harder. I kept trying to push back on him, but every time I did, he moved his finger away.

I was completely at his mercy.

And I loved it.

I tugged my hands and said, “Maddox, please, I have to touch you.” The man was still fully dressed and I wanted to be skin on skin. To my surprise, Maddox released my hands. I instantly went for his shirt. As I dragged it off him, my eyes caught on the dog tags he was wearing and I made a mental note to explore them later. Maddox lifted his arms only long enough to get the shirt free, then his palms were on me again, smoothing over my body as if he was trying to memorize every line, every curve. His mouth was there too.

Kissing.

Teasing.

Tasting.

I grabbed Maddox by the ears to force his head up so I could kiss him.

Really kiss him.

He groaned as I fed on his mouth, but when his hand moved beneath the waistband of my underwear and slid over my ass, I let out a string of curses that would have made Newt go wide-eyed for sure.

And just like that, everything was moving too slow. I tore at Maddox’s belt and practically ripped it out of the loops and flung it aside. He continued to rub my ass with both hands, the underwear pushed down to the backs of my upper thighs, but still covering my cock in the front. I was harder than I’d ever been and I could only imagine the wet spot I’d see on the panties if I looked down.

But I wasn’t interested in my own cock.

I clung to Maddox’s mouth as I frantically tried to get his jeans open. Maddox pulled his mouth from mine and nuzzled my ear. “Breathe, baby. I’m not going anywhere.”

His lips moved so tenderly against my skin that it helped calm me and my fingers began to work in my favor as I opened his pants. I couldn’t see what I was doing because I’d tipped my head back so Maddox could lick the column of my throat. But I could absolutely feel what I was doing. Maddox’s underwear definitely wasn’t loose enough to be boxers, but that didn’t stop me from reaching my hand into them and fishing out his cock. I swallowed hard when I felt his girth. It was both intimidating and enthralling. For all the men I’d been with, there’d been few I’d actually found pleasure with. Even Trey, who I’d started to think of in my head as my boyfriend, hadn’t been a satisfying lover.

Probably because he’d never been willing to cut out the games and the kink long enough to consider my needs.

I forced thoughts of Trey out of my head. I knew in my heart Maddox would never treat me like Trey had. Trey had been good with saying the right things, but his actions had never matched his words.

Maddox was the whole package. He meant what he said and he said what he meant. And he backed it up with his body. Even now as I stroked him, he was focused on my pleasure. He’d stopped rubbing my hole, but he was palming my ass as he kissed me.