Sadie
“Of course you do,” he growled. He placed a kiss between my breasts and then continued down my belly. He reached my panties and curled his fingers around them to tug them down my legs. I felt his breath on my sensitive sex, and it made me shiver.
“Cyrus,” I whispered. “Don’t tease me. Please.”
“Don’t worry, baby,” he replied, glancing up at me. “I don’t have the patience for that today.”
With that, he lowered his head and buried his face between my legs. I let out a strangled cry as he began licking and sucking at me in earnest. My hands found his hair and my fingers tangled in the strands. It felt so, so good. I couldn’t keep myself from moaning loudly as he practically feasted on me.
“You taste so sweet,” he growled, momentarily lifting his head to look up at me. “I’m going to grow addicted to this. To you.”
I might have already been addicted to him, but I didn’t say so out loud. There was a part of me clinging to the walls around my heart that he had been bulldozing his way through, and I was scared to let the last of them fall. What if I gave him my heart and he broke it?
I quickly shoved the thought from my head. No, I didn’t want to consider that possibility. Not at that moment. I just wanted to focus on him and what he was doing to me.
He returned his mouth to my sex, and I threw my head back, groaning long and low. Cyrus clamped his hands around my thighs as I began to wiggle, and I couldn’t get away from him.
“Ahhh,” I cried. He was being so forceful and yet so gentle at the same time. “It’s so good, Cyrus. Don’t stop! You’re…you’re going to make me…”
Before I could finish my sentence, my release suddenly slammed through me, taking me by surprise. I arched, grinding myself against him as I rode wave after wave of incredible pleasure.
It seemed like an entire lifetime passed before the orgasm began to subside. Panting, I felt as though I were sinking into the couch, my body heavy and my limbs loose.
Cyrus lifted his head and moved back up my body. With a grin, he placed a gentle kiss on my lips, making me blush.
“How was that?” he murmured. “Satisfied?”
“It was wonderful,” I told him, wrapping my arms around his neck. “But I’m far from satisfied.”
His eyebrow quirked, and the corner of his mouth turned up into a slight grin.
“That’s a good girl,” he rumbled. “You really are perfect for me.”
I released a long, surprised breath and shook my head. “You are surprisingly romantic when you want to be.”
He smirked. “I don’t think I’ve ever been called romantic. Not sure how I feel about that.”
I chuckled. “It’s a compliment, you ass.”
He cupped my face and kissed me fiercely, dragging his tongue along my lips and grinding his hips against me. He still wore pants, and I was completely naked. I wanted him stripped bare as well. I wanted to feel every inch of his skin pressed against mine.
Reaching down, I grabbed at his belt, undoing it and unbuttoning his pants. Cyrus took over for me, quickly stripping away the last of his clothes, so we were both completely naked, with no layers between us.
He stretched out over me again, and I parted my legs in blatant invitation. Cyrus hissed out a breath as his erection rubbed against my core, teasing my entrance and making me whimper with need.
“Do you want this?” he asked with a teasing grin, grinding against me.
“You know I do,” I groaned. “Please, give it to me, Cyrus.”
Chapter 43
“It’s all yours,” he said as he pushed himself inside me. I cried out in bliss as he filled and stretched me. He was a perfect fit, and my body offered him no resistance.
I grabbed his shoulders, digging my nails into his skin, and he began to move his hips. In and out, in and out, he pumped his body. Pleasure like I’d never known exploded within me, and I was soon lost to it.
“Sadie,” he said, gazing down into my eyes. “You are so perfect. So tight. So hot!”
His words stimulated me almost as much as his body. I was too overwhelmed to speak, so I cupped his face and drew him down into a deep and desperate kiss. The rest of the room seemed to disappear around us, and it was just me and Cyrus, united as one…our bodies intertwined until I wasn’t sure where I ended and he began.
He lifted his head to look down at me. His lips hovered over mine, and our breaths mingled. The way he looked at me had my heart thudding harder in my chest. It reminded me of the look he’d given me the other night when he was drunk and his guard was down. It was a look of adoration and wonder, as if he couldn’t believe what was happening between us. I could hardly believe it myself, and I didn’t want it to end…though I did want to orgasm.
I could feel it building up within me. It was like being driven up the side of a mountain, the peak coming closer and closer. I knew once I reached it, I would fall over and into the abyss beyond, but I wanted that. I wanted to fall apart for this man and be pieced back together in his arms.
“Sadie,” he groaned my name. “I don’t think I can hold back.”
“Don’t,” I begged him. “Let yourself go. Don’t hold back with me.”
He clenched his jaw and pressed his forehead against mine. I saw the moment his orgasm took hold of him. His mouth opened slightly and his body started to tremble as he let out a choked cry. Seeing him in that state was the last push I needed to follow him over the edge.
Clinging to Cyrus, my whole body seized and spasmed as wave after wave of pleasure rushed through me. I buried my face into his shoulder, unable to do anything but hold on to Cyrus as tight as I could as I went along for the ride.
It was several minutes before either of us were able to speak.
“That…that was…” Cyrus began with a gasp.
“Amazing,” I finished with a breathless chuckle.
He smiled down at me and softly laughed. “Yeah, it was.”
He shifted as if to move away, but I wrapped my arms around him and held him.
“Not yet,” I murmured. “Let’s just stay here for a bit, okay?”
He stared down at me a moment in obvious surprise, but then his mouth lifted into a small grin, and he nodded.
“Okay,” he replied.
He laid back down with me, and we snuggled together on the couch. I was warm and cozy, and I didn’t want to leave his arms. I knew, though, that once we got up and left that room together, we would have to face the mess that awaited us with Ralph and his threat to Megan.
But for that moment, for that night, we could just be us. We could be happy.