Mad Gold (Providence Gold 2)

Jesus Christ, even my OB/GYN doesn’t look at me that closely! Well, that was a lie, but still.

His right hand moved to allow him to stroke his finger from top to bottom, dipping into me slightly, before travelling back up again and circling around my clit.

Holy freaking flying monkeys! That felt awesome.

Apparently I said that out loud, because he chuckled, and then shoved his tongue inside me with no warning. This time I knew it was definitely his tongue because I could feel his forehead pressed against my left butt cheek. When it shifted slightly on the area as he tilted his head to help him get a better angle, I had a moment's panic that his eye was probably level with my butt hole, but that flew out of my head when his thumb circled my clit.

“I’m going to die,” I cried, leaning down so that I could put my head on my hands. It was either that or risk knocking myself out on the tile.

“No, you’re going to come,” he growled, only removing his tongue to say those five words.

Then he switched up his game and dragged his tongue down to my clit while he gently pushed his thumb into me all the way up to the webbing. After only a few circles of my nub, he angled his head again, this time in a way that made me raise my knee onto the bench to join my hands, giving him better access to my clit. This also meant that he could pull a fast bastard sexy move on me as he sucked my clit hard and pulled his thumb downward inside of me, finding that elusive place – the A to Z spot. I now knew that if you only stopped on G, you were only getting half the experience. This one definitely went all the way down to Z.

Pressing down a bit harder on the area and circling his thumb at the same time, I came, hard and screaming, moving one hand down to hold his head tightly to me. I didn’t care if I smothered him. In fact, with all the showerheads, there was a good chance one was hitting him in the face and that he could even be drowning at that second. Did I care? No. I just continued to come as he carried on sucking my clit in rapid pulses.

When he’d rung the last spasm out of me, he stood up and turned me around to face him. That’s when I saw him naked and in all of his full glory for the first time. His hair was long enough he had to tie it back sometimes to keep it out of his face. Now, it was soaking wet – with what I hoped had come from the shower and not from me – and was hanging around his face and neck with strands stuck to his skin. His long body was firm and toned, and I got to finally see the tattoos that were hidden normally by his clothes up close. He had an intricate eagle that spread over his left shoulder to halfway across his chest, and some script on his right ribs with a phoenix attached to the last letter that’s tail flowed down his torso and ended halfway down his thigh. They were all well designed and suited him perfectly.

Reaching out, I ran my finger over the phoenix’s body. I’d always wanted a phoenix tattoo in rich teals and blues, but I was too much of a pussy to get one. Now I’d seen Madix’s, I desperately wanted to get it done.

Following the elaborate swirls of its tail down his torso, I watched as his muscles clenched the farther down I went, making the side of my mouth tip up in a smile.

That half smile dropped when I saw the appendage pointing toward me. I’d been so caught up in the top of him, that I hadn’t thought to look at his cock.

Shaking my head rapidly, I looked up at him and started to plead my case.

“It’ll never fit,” I stammered, trying my hardest to hide the disappointment in my voice. “I’ve only just survived the attempted destruction of my vagina by a doorknob. It would be seriously bad luck to have it actually destroyed by that,” I waved my hand at his knob, which kindly twitched like it was waving back at me.

That was kinda cute!

Wrapping his arms around me, he pulled me toward him and chuckled into my wet hair. “I’m a big guy, Dahlia. What did you think I would have?”

Gulping, I wrapped my arms around him, and held on tight. My legs were still useless after what he’d done to me and I swore that shock was making them shake now too. With the torpedo he was packing… I wasn’t sure if I’d actually survive tonight.