Page 50 of Desperate Pucker (Denver Bashers #6)

Ryker

The second I slide inside of Maddy, every cell in my body rearranges.

“Jesus Christ,” I mutter. She tightens around me, and my balls tense. Fuck, this is insane.

I glance down at her and drop a soft kiss to her forehead. “How’re you feeling, princess?”

She smiles up at me. “So good. This feels so much nicer without a condom.”

I quirk an eyebrow. “Nice, huh? I can do better than nice.”

I lean up and grab her leg, hooking it around my waist before thrusting in and out of her.

She presses her head against the mattress, her eyes rolling back.

“Oh my god…” she babbles.

I’m able to hit a bit deeper with her leg wrapped around me like this. I thrust slowly, keeping a steady rhythm so I don’t blow my load right away.

“Fuck, Maddy. You feel like heaven. Holy shit,” I mutter

She smiles, then closes her eyes. A second later, her smile drops, and she gasps.

That familiar panicked look flashes in her big eyes.

“Am I hitting the good spot, princess?”

She nods frantically. I keep that steady pace.

“Your g-spot and I are getting to be pretty good friends.”

She cries out.

“Yes, right there, just like that, please don’t stop,” she sobs.

I fuck her slow and deep, just like she told me to. My cock is hard as steel, and my balls are aching for release. I’ve got maybe two minutes left in me, tops.

No way am I going to come before her though. She always comes first. Always.

I lick the pad of my thumb and gently rub her clit. Maddy gazes up at me, a desperate look on her face. Seconds later, her eyes roll back and she screams.

Her pussy tightens around me as she comes. My knees buckle. Holy shit.

Heat explodes at the base of my spine, wrapping all around my lower abdomen.

Everything is heightened, more sensitive. Every inch of my skin and every muscle in my body pulses and aches. This feels so fucking intense, it hurts.

My brain explodes, splintering into a million pieces. Have I ever come this hard? Has it ever felt this good?

I fall forward, bracing my hand on the bed so I don’t fall on top of her.

I’m panting and my vision is cloudy. When I can finally see straight again, I take in the sight of my girlfriend—skin flushed, lips swollen, eyes dazed, her fiery red hair exploding on my pillow.

My heart beats in my chest even harder. She looks so beautiful, I can barely handle it.

She smiles up at me. “That was…”

“Hottest fuck of my life.”

I lean down and press a kiss to her lips.

She giggles. “You said that the first time we had sex. It can’t be the best every time.”

“With you, it can.”

Emotion flashes in her eyes. She bites back a shy smile.

Slowly, I pull out of her and lean on my knees. Her legs fall together, but I shake my head and tap my finger on her knee.

“Open up those legs, princess. I wanna see.”

Her cheeks flush, almost like she’s nervous.

“I wanna see my come dripping out of your gorgeous pussy,” I growl. “Show me. Now.”

A shy smile dances across her plush mouth. She spreads her legs apart, and I lean down to look.

That possession feeling blasts through me once more.

“Fuck. So hot,” I mutter before lying next to her on the bed. She gives me a giddy smile before sliding off the side of the bed and padding to the master bathroom.

When she comes back, I wrap my arms around her. I bury my face in her neck and breathe in her scent. The citrusy floral aroma of her perfume. The sweetness of her sweat. The smell of me all over her.

“So far, I really like being your girlfriend,” Maddy says in a sleepy voice.

I kiss her shoulder. “I’m glad.”

She yawns. “I’m tired.”

I kiss her shoulder again. “Go to sleep.”

A minute later, she falls asleep in my arms.

“What are you making?” Maddy asks as she hugs me from behind.

“Chicken pot pie.”

“It smells amazing.”

“Wanna try some?” I hold up the wooden spoon with chicken, veggies, and gravy.

She takes a bite and hums. “So yummy.”

I kiss her mouth and go back to stirring. She sits on the counter next to the stove.

“I like this.” A cute smile dances on her lips.

“Like what?”

“You cooking dinner for me after fucking my brains out.”

I wink at her. “I like it too.”

I pour the chicken and veggie mixture into the pie pan and top it with puff pastry dough. I slide it into the oven, then step over to her. I stand between her legs and grab her by the waist.

“You look fucking adorable.” I glance down at her wearing one of my Bashers t-shirts and a pair of my boxers. My heart bounces around in my chest when I see her in my clothes.

She rests her hands on my shoulders. “Your clothes are so comfy. I’m glad you don’t mind me wearing them.”

“You can wear them whenever you want.”

I cup her face in my hands and kiss her, slow and teasing. I slide my hands up the shirt she’s wearing and cup her breasts.

“No bra?” I say against her mouth. She smiles and shakes her head.

“Good girl,” I growl.

I tease her nipple with my thumb. She moans against my mouth, then reaches down to pull off my shirt.

Just then, the doorbell rings.

I lean back and make an annoyed sound. “Hang on.”

I head out of the kitchen and down the hall toward the front door. When I open the door and see my parents standing there, holding bags of groceries, my eyes go wide.

“What are you guys doing here?”

My dad rolls his eyes. My mom just laughs.

“We’re leaving on Monday to visit Aunt Becky in Spokeann, remember?” my mom says.

When I say nothing, she laughs again.

“We’re dropping off all the food in our fridge that’ll go bad when we’re gone, like we always do,” she says in her sing-song voice.

“Oh. Right.” I glance back at the kitchen where Maddy is, nerves cracking off inside of me.

A hundred bucks says she doesn’t want a surprise greeting from my parents right now.

“Well?” Mom says expectantly. “Are you just going to stand there?”

“Uh, sorry. Here, I’ll take those bags.”

“We can bring them inside,” Dad says as he starts to step in, but I shake my head.

“You can’t,” I blurt.

They both look at me like I’m nuts.

“I found some parsley in the fridge,” Maddy’s voice sounds from down the hall. “Would it be okay if I chopped it up for the chicken pot pie…”

I turn to look at her as she trails off.

“Oh,” Mom says. I can hear the smile in her voice.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt your conversation,” Maddy says. She tugs at the hem of my shirt she’s wearing, like she’s trying to cover herself up.

My face heats. She’s wearing my shirt and my boxers. I’m wearing nothing but sweatpants. It’s obvious as fuck what we’ve been up to.

I suddenly feel like I’m a teenager and my parents just walked in on me and my high school girlfriend making out on the couch.

“We’re the ones who should be apologizing,” Mom says. She gently smacks my arm. “Ryker, we didn’t know you had company. You should have said something.”

I huff out a breath and rub the back of my neck. “Sorry.” I look up at Maddy. “Maddy, these are my parents, Scott and Shannon St. George. Mom and Dad, this is Madeline Macer. My girlfriend.”

I don’t miss the way my mom’s eyes light up when she sees Maddy. Dad fights a smile. He nods at Maddy.

“Good to meet you, Madeline.”

“You too,” she says with a shy smile.

“What a pleasure it is to meet you, Madeline,” Mom says brightly. “I’m so sorry we came over unannounced. If my son had told me he had company, we wouldn’t have barged in here like this.”

“You absolutely still would have,” I mutter.

She smacks my arm again. Maddy chuckles.

“It’s okay,” Maddy says. “It’s nice to meet you both.”

Mom looks like she’s bursting at the seams to run over and hug Maddy, but she stays standing there. Thank fuck. My mom is a sweet person, but not everyone’s a hugger the first time they meet like she is.

I take the grocery bags from them and set them to the side of the door.

“Grocery delivery?” Maddy asks.

Mom chuckles. “We’re headed on a trip in a couple of days, so we’re dropping off all the food that’ll go bad while we’re gone.”

“We always do this before a trip,” Dad says.

“What a great idea,” Maddy says.

“We’ll get out of your hair,” Mom says. She and Dad start to walk off. “Don’t forget about dinner tomorrow night.”

“I’ll be there,” I say.

Mom spins around and beams at Maddy. “We’d love for you to come too, Madeline, if you’re free. I’m making cabbage rolls. They’re so tasty, they’ll change your life.”

I roll my eyes good-naturedly as Maddy chuckles. Mom and Dad wave goodbye, and I close the door.

I turn to her. “Sorry about that. I forgot they were coming over.”

“It’s okay. Your parents seem really sweet. And your mom is so cute. So small and bubbly.”

I bring the bags into the kitchen and set them on the counter to unload.

“You don’t have to come tomorrow night,” I say.

“Would it be okay if I did?” Maddy asks, her voice shy.

I look up at her. “Yeah, of course. I just don’t want you to feel pressured or like you have to. We just made our relationship official a few hours ago. Now I’m making you meet my parents.”

She chuckles and steps over to me. I wrap my arms around her.

“I don’t feel that way at all. I’d love to.”

Warmth gathers at the center of my chest that Maddy seems genuinely happy to hang out with my family.

“Will your siblings be there?” she asks.

“Yeah. They’ll be excited to see you. Especially my sister. She’s gonna bombard you with hugs. My mom will too.”

Maddy giggles. “I can’t wait.”