Page 55 of Mr. Irrelevant (Rock City Renegades #1)
FORTY-TWO
LIVVY
I don’t care how close I just came to meeting my maker. Nothing—and I mean nothing —could stop me from feeling this man inside me right now. Even though my body is still humming from the orgasms, I feel like I didn’t get enough—like I may actually be able to match his stamina for once.
“How are you this hot?” I ask, gently scraping my fingernail down the hard planes of his chest and abs. He’s like a sculpture, each ridge and valley begging to be licked. And the cherry on top? His beautiful cock with the sparkling silver barbell that I can’t wait to feel pressed against my walls.
He laughs. “Look who’s talking. You’re a fucking wet dream, Livvy.
And I’m the lucky bastard that gets to have you whenever I want.
” I can’t stop the redness that creeps up my cheeks at the compliment, leaning down and pressing my lips to his heated skin.
I leave a wet line down the middle of his abdomen, his masculine scent making my stomach twist in anticipation .
His breathing gets heavier as I descend, his mouthwatering length taunting me mercilessly. I know I can’t blow him because his piercing is still technically healing, but I can drive him wild in other ways.
I look up, my mischievous gaze burning into his as he locks his hands behind his head.
The angle allows him a front row seat to the show that I’m putting on, so I make sure to emphasize every movement as I wrap my fingers around his hard shaft.
He hisses a breath through his teeth, sending a surge of power right through me, crackling throughout my limbs like electricity, while I slowly jerk him.
Leaning down again, I lick the precum from his slit, enjoying the deep moan the rumbles up his chest at the contact. I carefully swirl my tongue around his head, staying away from the barbell as I work.
“Fucking hell, Dimes,” he grits out. “That feels so good.” I hum in response, teasing and tasting from the tip of his cock all the way down to the base.
Knowing I can’t take him into my mouth completely, I get creative, gliding my tongue across the tan skin that stretches over his pubic bone and up his Adonis belt.
The muscles in his abdomen clench and contract, fists gripping onto the sheets so tightly that his knuckles are completely white.
I continue stroking as I nip and lick, until finally, a desperate plea tumbles from his lips.
“Please. Baby,” he chokes out. It’s very unlike Maddox to beg, but I have to say it’s definitely doing things for me. My pussy drips with desire, power surging through me like a tidal wave at the fact that this god of a man is begging to have me .
I never break eye contact, smirking as I place one last, gentle kiss to the tip of his cock before reaching over and tearing a foil packet from the strip beside us.
His brows knit tightly, teeth clenched as I rip it open and carefully roll it down his weeping erection before positioning the head at my entrance.
We both inhale deeply, moaning in unison as I slowly begin to lower onto him, my pussy stretching to accommodate his size.
My vision blurs as the barbell notches inside, the sensation of it massaging my walls unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.
It’s euphoric—and I haven’t even moved yet.
“Are you okay?” I whisper when he’s buried to the hilt, so full that my body couldn’t possibly accommodate another molecule of air. As much as my instincts are telling me to do something— anything —to quell the ache, I refuse to do so until I’m sure he isn’t experiencing any discomfort.
“Fuck,” he chokes out, hands shooting out to grip my thighs.
“Yes. I missed you so fucking much. Ride me.” That’s all the green light I need to let go, bouncing up and down without abandon as electricity begins to swirl around, gathering tightly in my core.
I’m so worked up, I feel like I’m already nearing the edge, bracing my hands on his chest to get the perfect press of his body to my swollen, sensitive clit.
We’re a mix of moans, grunts, and heavy breaths, the sound of skin slapping against skin creating the filthiest soundtrack as I throw my head back in ecstasy.
I’m lost in the pleasure, vaguely registering the faint click of a bottle cap before Maddox’s slick fingers pass over my back entrance.
My body lights up with need, an intense rush of red-hot lust coursing through my veins at the thought of what’s to come.
He rubs teasing circles around my rim as I push back, but he doesn’t give me what I want.
Whimpering in frustration, I shamelessly lean forward so my chest is pressed to his, practically begging him to sink inside.
“Sweet, greedy baby,” he says, lips pressed to my ear.
“So desperate to be filled. You know I could never deny you, right? Not only will I give you everything you ask for…” he pauses, breaching the tight ring of muscle and continuing until I’ve taken his entire finger, “but I’ll make it better than you ever thought possible. ”
A steady buzz fills the air, and he presses the wand to the back of his hand, causing the deep vibrations to pulse through the finger that’s buried inside me.
I suck in a harsh gasp, my vision going white as my release slams into me without even a hint of a warning.
My pussy seizes around him, waves of unadulterated euphoria launching me into another dimension as I surrender to its will.
“That’s it,” he praises. “Such a good girl, coming all over my big dick with a vibrator pressed to your ass. I knew you’d turn into the most perfect little anal princess for me.”
His words cause yet another rush of pleasure, tremors racking my body as I attempt to find my way back to awareness.
But before I can get there, his finger is gone and I’m being flipped onto my back, his cock hammering into me like he’s unable to hold himself at bay for another second.
I let him take what he needs, the ridges of his piercing rubbing everywhere and causing a delicious string of aftershocks.
I’m dazed, barely hanging on, but somehow still obey his command as soon as it breaks through the air between us.
“Look at me while I fill you.”
My eyes shoot open just in time to see his muscles wind tight, teeth clenching as he thrusts for the final time.
An animalistic roar rips from his chest, each strong pulse of his orgasm pushing against my sensitive walls as he unloads into the condom.
There will never be a more awe-inspiring sight than Maddox in the throes of his release, and I’m the luckiest girl in the world that I get to witness it every night.
We lie there, heavy breaths mingling between us as we attempt to grasp back onto reality, although I think I’d rather stay right here forever.
I’m sure the Renegades fanbase wouldn’t be too fond of me keeping their quarterback for myself, but that’s only because they don’t know how hard it is to tear myself away whenever we’re together.
Maddox is my other half—the best part of every day—and each second we’re apart feels like an eternity.
He presses gentle kisses to my shoulder and neck, coasting his soft lips over my cheek before finally connecting with mine. Tongues tangling, we taste each other without a care in the world for several minutes, until we have no choice but to come up for air.
“What do you think?” he asks, his cock still nestled inside me. The heavy weight of his piercing rests against my inner channel, a delicious reminder of the mind-blowing gratification it invoked. Just thinking about it has me aroused all over again, ready for another ride.
“So good,” I say, my eyes rolling back dramatically. “Literally the best gift you’ll ever give me.”
He chuckles, a knowing twinkle in his eye. “I doubt that, baby. I’ve got a whole lifetime of tricks up my sleeve. I think I’ll continue to surprise you.”
“Mmm,” I hum contentedly, visions of our future together playing like a movie in my head.
My heart speeds up, and my stomach flips at all the possibilities that lie ahead.
I’m sure he’ll make each milestone we share even more amazing than the last, and I can’t wait to hold his hand through it all. “I love the sound of that.”
“I bet you do,” he replies, pressing a playful kiss to the tip of my nose. “Now, give me my final checkmark so we can clean up, get you fed, and do it all over again.”
I love the sound of that, too.