Entangled Heart (Ashby Crime Family)

I sat up and grinned. “Wait until you see how it looks when I spread you out.”

“Yes, please.” She licked her lips and reached out for my cock but I pushed her back onto the bed. “Don’t be a tease.”

“Never,” I growled and grabbed her ankles in one hand, using the other to rub my cock up and down her wet pussy. “Didn’t think a pussy could be this wet.”

“Must be you, my little pussy whisperer.”

I barked out a laugh. Only Maddie could have me so hard I couldn’t see straight while I was slowly pushing my cock into her tight, wet cunt.

“New nickname?”

She reached for my cock and tugged me deeper and deeper until my balls smacked against her ass. “Oh fuck!” Those two words came out on a low, slow moan that had my cock twitching inside of her. “Yes!”

She was cock-hungry, greedy for me, and I spread her legs open, pushing them up near her ears as I pounded into her, hard and fast. I searched her face for any sign she couldn’t handle it, but the bliss, the pleasure on her face said she could.

Thank fuck.

She froze with her back perfectly arched, nipples hard and straining toward me. I pulled one into my mouth and sucked, and that was all Maddie needed to come apart in a brilliant, volcanic orgasm that made her blush.

“Oh, God.” Those last two words came out on an exhausted sigh, but her legs remained locked around my hips. “Now. You.”

She dug her heels into my ass, urging me to fuck her harder and deeper, as if I could fuck that pulsing cunt any other way. My orgasm erupted out of me in long, hot spurts that filled her up, triggering tiny aftershocks that kept me coming and coming.

And coming.

Maddie’s breathing had slowed and even before my cock slipped out of her, a sleepy smile crossed her face. The cool air hit my cock, and I grinned, pulling Maddie against my chest, where she slept for hours.

Instead of joining her in slumber, my thoughts swirled. Thoughts about Maddie and my feelings for her, how those feelings were making it difficult to do my job even though she hadn’t asked for any special favors. I needed to tell her about Mueller, but I couldn’t do that until I was sure she wouldn’t spill the info to the Ashbys. The question was how could I get her to it without just telling her not to?

I had no fucking clue and not even the clarity that came from hot sex and wild orgasms helped. Not one fucking bit. I had to figure it out, though, because I wanted to find out who killed Mueller and Bonnie, but I also wanted Maddie.

Now that I had her, there was no fucking way I was giving her up.

I woke up sometime after sunrise to Maddie’s lips on my chest, her wet pussy sliding on my cock and grinned. “Hey.”

“Hey,” she moaned. “I woke up to your big ol’ dick poking me in the belly and figured I should do something about it.” Her hips swirled in a figure-eight motion and I knew I wouldn’t last long.

“Good idea,” I grunted. “Brilliant, really.”

“You’re so big from this angle,” she moaned and tested out different angles until she found the perfect angle, leaving us face to face as she ground on my cock. “It’s almost uncomfortable but like a good uncomfortable, the kind you keep testing out to make sure it’s still that kind of uncomfortable.”

I watched her expression, the look of wonder every time she found a new angle that felt good and repeated it. And then she put her hands on my chest and bounced up and down on my cock, faster and faster, surprising herself with how much pleasure she felt, until she collapsed on top of me.

“That was crazy and hot, and I kind of want to do it again.” Her words came out choppy and breathless.

“Kind of?”

She laughed against my chest. “I was trying to be polite. I definitely want to do it again. And again.”

I couldn’t agree more, but along with that thought came another, could this thing between us last when shit was so complicated?

Chapter Twenty-Five

Madison

“It’s back to normal life for me, little girl.” My words came out in a sing-song voice while I lifted Ava up and down in the air, one of her favorite things to do when she wasn’t crawling or cruising all over the house on her chubby little legs. I was doing my damnedest not to think about Jameson and all the wicked sexy things he did to me, at least not while I had a baby girl in my arms.

It was hard.

Really hard.

But Cal was off doing whatever in the hell he did these days, so I agreed to watch Ava Rose because he didn’t trust his family to look after her any longer. I didn’t mind at all. She was a good baby with a happy temperament, and Monday evenings were a busy workday for me.