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And she did—again, and again, and again—raking against Maddie’s center. Every inch of her body vibrated with each thrust against her throbbing core.
And with every touch, Maddie fell further and further into oblivion.
She broke the kiss, leaning forward to trace her tongue up her neck and over her earlobe, unable to stop herself.
Her body acted on its own, craving every touch and taste as if she’d been starved her entire life.
Saff panted against her neck, and she could feel her slit begin to quiver every time her fingers swirled past it.
Maddie pulled her hand back another inch and was instantly rewarded as Saff pressed her body securely against her, hitting every part that begged for contact.
“Don’t stop,” Maddie gasped as her eyelids fluttered.
Saff’s body curled into her, thrusting wildly against her slick hand. And the second she felt Saff unravel around her fingers, it was over.
Every nerve ending in her body ignited, sending bursts of feeling exploding through her.
“Fuck,” Maddie cried, pleasure wracking her body as Saff continued mercilessly against her.
If just feeling Saff’s body react sent her head swimming, feeling her come undone was like being swept into the endless depths of the sea. Every sound, every movement, sent her body writhing in a way she’d never even known was possible.
Saff bucked wildly against her, and Maddie tipped her head back, exposing every inch of her body for Saff to use in any way she needed.
And then, when it was almost too much to handle, Saff’s body finally slowed.
Maddie leaned into her, clutching tightly as tremors ran through her body.
Then, as her body finally began to relax, she gently pulled her hand back up, carefully navigating past Saff’s most sensitive area.
Saff sucked in a sharp breath, hands tightening again around her thighs, as Maddie’s fingers tenderly swept over her.
Maddie pressed a kiss to her jaw as she returned the wet hand to the front of her shirt, clutching it as her legs loosened from around her waist.
Then Saff relaxed into her, slowly lowering her legs back to the ground.
Her legs were still shaking, and Saff wrapped a strong arm around her waist, keeping her steady as she leaned her forehead down to rest on her shoulder.
They stayed like that, unmoving, breathing in the euphoria swirling between them.
Then finally, Maddie pulled her sore arm out from around her shoulders.
The burns flared with pain as the skin tugged with the movement, and she hissed, flinching back.
Saff instantly retracted, but kept her hands on Maddie’s sides.
“Are you okay?” she asked, the words rushing out alongside still labored breaths.
Maddie held firmly onto the front of Saff’s shirt. There was no way in hell she’d let anything—let alone an injury—ruin that moment.
“I’m fine,” Maddie said, shaking her head and moving forward to find Saff’s lips again.
But Saff pulled back. “We need to take care of your arm,” she muttered, although she sounded as reluctant as Maddie felt.
Maddie released a slow breath, leaning forward to rest her forehead against Saff’s shoulder. “Do we have to?” she muttered.
Saff let out a low, raspy chuckle that made something in Maddie’s core instantly reignite with need. Her hand tightened its grip on her shirt.
“Yeah. We do.”