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Chapter thirty-six

Colt

W e make it inside the condo in record time, both of us eager to continue where things left off at the bar. I slam the door and lock it. My arms wrap around Maddox, obsessed with how she fits against me. I capture her mouth with mine, slipping my tongue between her lips. Her hands drag down my chest, caressing my hard muscles, then tug on the hem of my hoodie. I smile against her lips, pulling away to rip the hoodie over my head. My T-shirt lifts with it, revealing sculpted abs rippling across my skin.

Maddox’s breath catches as she takes me in, her arms wrapping around my neck. I take a step back, bump into the living room sectional, losing my balance, and fall back, taking Maddox with me. We land awkwardly, but I spin us around and pull her onto my lap so she’s straddling me.

My brain still can’t fathom that she’s HexXdoll. I’m such an idiot. If I’d agreed to meet her sooner—

My thoughts trail off as she sucks my earlobe between her teeth. Fuck, she’s a masterful goddess. This is what I get for shutting people out and pushing them away. I’ll be forced to know how long I lived without her when she was right here in front of me. My anger simmers beneath my skin, which only makes me want this more.

She moans, rolling her hips against me, pulling my focus back to her. My overwhelming need snaps my body into motion. Her tiny gasps and quiet moans are like a siren song, convincing me to give her more. I ghost my greedy fingers over the swell of her breasts, teasing and taunting her, depriving her of my touch until she thrusts against me, forcing my fingertips to drag over her supple skin. More moans, more cries of pleasure. Punishing my little temptress is so much fun.

I need more. I want to marvel at her perfect body, curvy and full in all the places I like: hips, thighs, an ass to grab onto.

My hands work the zipper on her dress halfway down her back, and I watch as the fabric falls between us, admiring the way she fills out the black strapless bra she’s wearing. Slow and torturous, I remind myself, dragging my fingertips along the outline. Her fingers curl against my chest, bunching the fabric of my shirt beneath them. I bite her bottom lip, sucking it into my mouth to drag my tongue across it. When she moans, I release the soft flesh, not allowing her to experience pleasure for long.

I slip one finger beneath the lining of her bra, taking extra care not to slide over her nipple—close enough to tease, but not satisfy.

“Please,” she hisses.

“Naughty little stalker,” I remind her.

I lift Maddox in my arms, carrying her across the room to a nearby wall, pressing us both against it. I nuzzle against her neck, my beard tickling her skin, kissing her over and over, relenting only when Maddox’s fingers lift the edges of my shirt to pull it over my head. She tosses the shirt to the floor, running her curious hands over the ridges of my shoulders and around my bulging biceps. Her touch is light and teasing as she explores my body.

I release her slowly to the ground, steadying us with every intention of leading her to my bedroom. There, I plan to do unspeakably filthy things to her for the rest of the night. Her hands are at my waist, unbuttoning my pants in a hurried rush. I allow it, using her distraction to my advantage, sliding her dress off and watching it crumple at her feet.

“So fucking gorgeous,” I growl, leaning back to admire the inked artwork adorning her body, tracing over the designs with my eyes.

I step out of my pants, motioning with my finger for her to follow me. We barely make it inside the room before I’m making demands.

“Get on your knees, little stalker, so I can punish that pretty fucking mouth of yours.” The words are guttural and raw with need.

She drops to the ground, blinking at me through her lashes, looking every bit the picture of innocence.

“You’ve been very naughty. Do you understand?” I growl.

She nods.

“First you’re going to suck my dick until you choke on my cum, and then I’m going to take my time doing wickedly depraved things to you,” I explain, laying out my plans for her.

“It’s going to be hard to beat what you did to me downstairs,” she taunts.

“Darling, what I’ve done to you so far is only a taste of what I’m capable of. I have to keep you coming back for more.” I wink at her, running my fingers through her hair gently.

Her mouth falls open, and I can’t help but to accept her invitation. “That’s a good girl,” I moan, releasing my cock in one swift motion, gripping it at the base, and pressing the tip inside her waiting lips.

She latches on, sucking me like I’m her favorite treat. Her movements hot and urgent as I set a rhythm, each stroke pulling us both deeper into the heat building between us. She drags her tongue over my shaft, encouraging me to give her more, until she’s gagging on every inch of my hard, throbbing dick. I slide in and out faster as her throat constricts, swallowing around me. Each time I thrust into her will never be enough. I’ll always be ravenous for more. Her body ignites an insatiable thirst in mine. I don’t just want Maddox, I desperately need her.

It’s nearly impossible to fight off my release. A burst of cum shoots down her throat. The small relief is exactly what I need to keep from falling victim to her expert blowjob. I still in her mouth, and once she’s swallowed everything, I pull out slowly, savoring the sight of cum slick on her lips.

“Thank you, darling,” I say as my thumb swipes over the mess, immediately depositing it in my mouth with a hum of delight. “You did such a good job making up for those naughty schemes.”

Maddox smiles up through her lashes.

“Go sit on the edge of my bed, gorgeous. I’m nowhere near done with you.”

She obeys, sashaying seductively across the room to perch on the edge of my bed, her knees parted and her feet planted firmly on the floor. My steps are slow and methodical as I make my way to where she waits for me.

“It’s pretty fucking hot how hard you worked to get your way. I think I fell right into your trap. Maybe I made it too easy for you. Did you enjoy trapping me, temptress?” I reach out to tilt her chin up so she’s forced to meet my gaze, and she nips at me.

“Careful, Daddy. I’m a dangerous woman.” Her voice turns sultry, laced with mischief as she taunts me.

“Do you think so?” I ask, cocking a brow.

“I know so,” she dares to whisper, eyes narrowed into slits as she glares at me with a victorious smirk

“We’ll see.” I challenge, dropping her chin and leaning over her shoulder to unclasp her bra hooks with one hand.

She gasps.

I wink. “You’re right, darling. Those are dangerous. That’s why I’m going to enjoy playing with them so much.”

She swallows so hard I hear the gulp. I scoff. “My thoughts exactly.”

Maddox bites her bottom lip. I swear to God, that does something to me every time. Unable to stop myself from caressing her ample breasts, I relent, cupping them both with my thumbs turned up as my palms cup around them. I intentionally angle myself to avoid brushing against her nipples, denying her the touch I know she’s craving. Her chest heaves and falls as I release them gently, slowly swirling over the slopes and curves. My fingers dance across her skin, dangerously close to her peaking nipples. I watch, satisfied at how hard they’re getting, and I haven’t even touched them yet. The closer I get to the tender targets, the faster her breath comes.

When I finally flick my fingers across them, she’s panting. Maddox cries out with pleasure, squeezing her thighs together.

Her perfect nipples are taunt from her arousal. I brush my thumb across them, alternating, stroking over them one at a time, pausing between each pass, until she’s whimpering and gasping, pleading with those emerald eyes for more.

I pinch both her nipples, taking her completely by surprise. Her yelp turns into a sensual moan, and she arches into my touch. I fall to the ground in front of her, throwing her legs open so I’m flush against her and can easily suck her nipples into my mouth. My hand snakes into her hair, demanding control and pulling back so she’s arched and at the perfect height. Drawing circles around her nipples, I tease and taunt Maddox, taking my sweet time.

Maddox rolls her hips against me, demanding more.

“Greedy, aren’t we?” I say, then suck her nipple into my mouth, flicking my tongue across it, drawing out the pleasure I’ve been controlling all night.

Goosebumps cover her body as I pull back to show her other nipple the same amount of attention. She moans while I swirl and suck lightly.

When I pull away, devastation flashes across her face.

Gloating, I croon, “Are you wet for me, Maddox?”

She nods.

When I sit back on my knees. I rub my hands over her hips, allowing my fingers to trace all the way down her body to her toes.

My hands creep back up her legs, over her knees, across her thighs, cupping them as my thumbs drag along the inside, landing against her pussy.

“I want to feel how wet you are. Spread your legs for me,” I growl, ghosting a finger over her bare skin.

“Soaked,” she whispers, biting my ear like a brat, desperate to claim back control.

“I’ll be the judge of that,” I reply, pressing my finger against her, and sliding effortlessly into her entrance.

“Fuck!” I hiss.

Even when I’m punishing her, she’s cunning enough to beat me at my own game of torture.