Almost Perfect

by Doyle, Dawn

  “I wanna make sure you’re ready,” he said next to my ear, the warmth blowing over me.

  “I am,” I replied, and made another bold move. I slid my hand down his torso, until I met his long, solid cock. I wrapped my hand around him, my fingers and thumb not meeting around his engorged length, and gently pumped.

  Maddoc flinched, his face scrunching up. “Fuck, babe.” He took my hands and lifted them up, placing them over his shoulders.

  And then he was right there, his hot tip at my entrance. He looked down at me, watching me, scanning my face as he gently eased inside of me.

  My mouth fell open and my eyes widened when he pushed further, stretching me to his size, the uncomfortable sensation of feeling too full taking my breath away. But, he wasn’t done. He continued, painfully slow, until finally, his hips met mine.

  He released a long breath, and closed his eyes. He rested his forehead against mine before kissing me so softly, my heart skipped at the tenderness.

  I kissed him this time. “You can move,” I whispered, my lips brushing his. My legs were trembling, my insides somersaulting, and my heart was thundering in my chest while I waited for him to ease the pain that was beginning to build in my core. My walls tightened, and my hips rocked of their own accord.

  “Fuuuck,” he groaned, his lids scrunching tighter.

  And then, he began to move, sliding backward just a fraction, then back in, sending millions of shockwaves to fire out along my damp skin, burning through me, and lighting every nerve ending in my body. He took my hands, lacing our fingers together either side of my head, and repeated his movement.

  My breaths quickened, my pulse raced, and the shockwaves increased ten-fold, bolts of electricity dancing through me, lighting me up from inside out, sparking through my core as Maddoc thrust in and out of me, his thickness caressing my walls, the friction of him inside of me making my toes curl.

  I gripped his hands tighter as I moaned, and he covered my mouth with his, causing me to whimper over and over. Maddoc increased his speed, his thrusts harder, pulling out further and sliding back in all the way, every time, hitting the end of me until my soft moans became cries of pleasure. Every inch of my skin erupted in goosebumps as pressure built deep inside of me, threatening to burst at any moment, a delicious pain growing steadily between my legs, the pleasure making my eyes roll back and my breath to catch in my throat

  “Kaia,” he grunted, his mouth above mine, our panted breaths mixing together. He released one hand to take my breast, squeezing and lifting.

  “Oh!” I squealed when he trapped my nipple between his finger and thumb, then rolled it. “Yes!”

  “Babe,” he choked out as he pounded into me, his movements causing the headboard to bang loudly against the wall, slamming into the brick with every thrust of his hips, the sound harmonizing with my wails and Maddoc’s groans. His jaw tensed, and he gritted out, “Jesus, Kaia, I can’t. Hold. On…”

  I let go right at that moment, my arms wrapping around Maddoc as my spine bowed, my head falling back, and I sucked in a sharp breath as my core exploded from inside out. My walls clamped around Maddoc’s cock as he continued to pound into me, and as they did, his head dropped, burying his face in my neck while his shoulders shuddered.

  “Fuck!” he growled against my skin.

  Spasms rocked me, tightening my muscles even more, releasing a euphoric wave so strong I could no longer speak. A high-pitched squeal came from my mouth at the same time flashes appeared behind my closed lids. My fingers curled inward, gripping hair and skin where they touched.

  Maddoc’s movements slowed, and when he stilled, his lips ghosted over my skin.

  Finally, I could breathe, and I sucked in lungfuls of air while my limbs began to relax. “Wow,” I sighed, my chest still heaving as I came down from the first orgasm I’d had that I hadn’t given myself, and it was better than I could’ve ever imagined.

  Maddoc lifted his head, and gazed down at me, searching my face, his concerned expression worrying me. “Are you okay?” he whispered as though he was scared of my answer.

  “Yeah.” I lifted my hand and pushed his hair from his eyes. He dipped his head and kissed me, parting my lips with his tongue, and tasted me again. “Are you?” I asked when he pulled back.

  He pressed his lips to my forehead, then lifted up a little more on his elbows. “I am now.” He smiled wide, but it faltered when I winced as he withdrew from me. “I’ll be right back, okay? Don’t go anywhere.” And he eyed me, reading my face as though I was about to take off.

  “I’ll be right here,” I replied, and my heart soared when he grinned again.

  I watched his wonderfully naked body disappear through a door at the end of the large room, and he returned just as quick, the sight of him completely bare rendering me speechless. My eyes dropped to his cock, and I gaped at it, wondering how the hell I’d had that inside of me.

  Maddoc saw me staring, but said nothing. Instead, he climbed into bed next to me, and swiped between my legs with the warm washcloth, and the bridge of my nose stung at his gentle treatment.

  I reached over and pressed my hand to his chest. “Why did I ever doubt you?” I asked, narrowing my eyes.

  Maddoc shrugged. “Because you had to, cupcake,” he replied, and cupped my cheek. “Just promise that you won’t anymore.”

  I kissed his thumb when he ran it over my lower lip. “I promise, donut.”

  Chapter 16

  Maddoc

  “Breakfast,” I said, placing a plate of pancakes and scrambled eggs in front of Kaia. “You’ll need the energy for later.” I grinned when a flush crept across her cheeks as her eyes lifted to mine.

  She nibbled on her lower lip. “Thank you.”

  I let my gaze travel down her body, over her white long-sleeved shirt and down to the denim shorts she wore, ready for the hike she’d wanted go on. I’d committed every inch to memory, that even her over-sized shirt couldn’t disguise what I knew to be underneath. And that tiny tattoo on her shoulder blade, a pink bow, was fucking sexy. I had no idea Kaia had one, which made me wonder what else she kept hidden.

  Once we’d gotten out of bed, we’d showered, but staying clean hadn’t lasted long. We’d dirtied up the bathroom counter, knocking things over as we’d scrambled to perch Kaia’s fine ass on there, and I’d had her again, standing between her legs, gripping her ass, pulling her to the edge so I could sink into her… God, the way her back had bowed, giving me full access to her voluptuous tits. My head still stung from where she’d gripped my hair so fucking tight, holding me to her while I sucked on her pink nipples. Her heels had dug in to me, pulling me into her while I pounded away, fucking her so deep I saw stars. And when she came, her pussy clamping around me… God, I erupted like I’d been storing my cum up for years, and I’d already come in the bedroom. Fuck, the way she moaned, sighed, reacted to me…

  “Are you okay?” Kaia whispered, placing her hand on my forearm, and bringing me out of my daydream. “You looked like you zoned out.”

  I pumped my brows, and chuckled when her eyes widened. “Just going over some details about yesterday.” I winked, then shoved some of my pancakes in my mouth. “The finer details, if you know what I—”

  “Yes, I know,” she cut in, tipping her head down as she blushed yet again.

  Fuck, I loved how she did that. Her shyness was so damn cute, but thinking about that had Anton’s written words coming to the surface, and I wanted to fuck him up. She hadn’t slept with him, which was completely her choice, but they way he’d called her uptight, frigid, taking too long, a waste of time even trying…like he had the right to her body because they were ‘dating.’ He hadn’t the first fucking clue about Kaia. He wasn’t good enough for her, never was, and that fucking journal was proof.

  “So, you’re not thinking about it?” I asked, raising my brow.

  Kaia, swallowed her food, and sipped her orange juice. I watched her tongue slide over her lip before she spoke again. “How c
ould I not?” she whispered, then leaned closer to me. “It’s all I’ve thought about since yesterday.”

  I leaned my elbows on the breakfast counter, closing the space between us even though she was only sat on the corner next to me. “I could give you more to think about, cupcake.”

  Her pupils dilated, her lips parted, and her eyes dropped to my mouth, then back up to meet mine. “I was kinda hoping you would.”

  I dipped my head, and her lids fluttered closed as I neared. I pressed my lips to hers, then gently teased my tongue into her mouth. “Damn, babe,” I groaned, and reached up to cup her head. I kissed her again, and again, until a throat cleared from the doorway.

  I slowly pulled back, Kaia pressed her fingers to her lips, then I looked over my shoulder, hoping I didn’t see who I thought it could be, then blew out a breath when I saw my sister’s beaming face.

  “I see you’re busy,” Willow signed. She waved to Kaia, who waved back. “I thought you were coming back over to the main house last night?”

  I shrugged, and signed back while speaking. “I didn’t want to leave Kaia alone.” I winked at Kaia, then turned back to Willow.

  “Yeah, sure.” She looked pointedly at me, then grinned. Her hands moved again, and fast, but I doubted Kaia would’ve understood what Willow was signing while she giggled. She flipped her ponytail over her shoulder, then disappeared back through the doorway. From the neon pink leggings and cropped tank, she was probably going for her morning workout in the gym we had in the basement.

  “What did she say?” Kaia asked, her eyes still over where Willow had appeared.

  “Uh, she just said she thought I was coming back over here last night,” I replied, then leaned toward her again. “And, she said that we look like we’ve been up all night, but from what she walked in on, she guessed it wasn’t because we were watching movies.”

  “Oh my God!” Kaia whispered, and hid her face behind her hands. “Is it that obvious?”

  I pried her hands away, then pushed our empty plates and glasses to the side. “Babe, what’s wrong?”

  She shook her head. “Nothing, but if it’s that obvious to Willow, then—”

  “I know you want to keep this quiet when we go back,” I cut in. “I get it, I do. But, you have to understand something right now, cupcake.”

  She swallowed hard and wet her lips. “What’s that?”

  I cupped her face, then moved closer, so close we were inhaling each other’s breaths. “No matter what anybody does, no matter what anybody says,” I lowered my voice, “you’re mine.”

  “I’m yours,” she whispered, her hands covering mine and her gaze searching my face as though questioning my sanity.

  “That’s right, baby.”

  “And you’re mine,” she replied, her tone harder than before, her statement more like a demand. “Just mine.”

  “Without a doubt,” I said, nipping her lower lip. “And now that we’ve cleared that up,” I brought her hands to my face and brushed my lips over her knuckles, “I believe my woman wanted to trek through the dangerous wilderness that is Kistonville forest.”

  “It’s just a trail,” she said, her smile lighting up her beautiful face, making her eyes seem like they were glittering.

  “But that’s where you’re wrong,” I said, getting off my stool and pushing the black seat under the granite breakfast bar. I moved to stand behind her. I placed my hands on her slim shoulders, and felt the shiver run through her. “There’s definitely going to be a dangerous animal out there today.” I bared my teeth, and attacked her neck while growling.

  Kaia squealed loudly, her shoulders lifting in response. “Maddoc!” She laughed, and swatted my hands while turning around. She stood, and I slipped my arms around her waist, pulling her to me. “I’m starting to think you’re not as dangerous as you like people to think.”

  I narrowed my eyes. “You’re sworn to secrecy, cupcake. My reputation as a badass hockey player depends on it.”

  “Hmm.” She pursed her lips and looked up, her fingers rubbing her chin. “Are you going to make it worth my while?”

  I dropped my hands to her ass, and pulled her toward me, letting her feel how hard I was right then. “I think I’m up for the challenge, babe.” I smirked when the adorable as fuck flush rose from her neck and darkened her face. “Whenever you are.”

  “Well, then, you’re secret’s safe with me,” she whispered. She rubbed against me, and I groaned, my eyes closing as her tits pressed against my body, her back arching, then moving side-to-side to rub them across my upper abs. Fuck, feeling the soft scrape of her hard tips had my dick solid in seconds. “Now, let’s go.”

  I let out a frustrated breath when Kaia pulled away, and walked around me toward the rear doors.

  Damn it, cupcake, you’re gonna kill me, I swear.

  And with the way my heart hammered in my chest when I was with her, I had no doubt she was more than capable of doing just that.

  Kaia

  Huge trees, low bushes, and ferns spreading as far as I could see surrounded us, the lush forest as beautiful as ever. Birds sang high in the treetops, hidden by the new leaves of spring.

  I stopped walking, closed my eyes, and let my head fall back, taking in a deep breath of the clean air. “This is great,” I moaned, letting the air flow out in one, long, gust. I opened my eyes, and saw Maddoc was staring with a strange look on his face. I narrowed my eyes and half-smiled. “What?”

  He blinked, and looked away for a second as though surveying the area, then back to me. “Nothing,” he coughed out, clearing his throat. “I was just watching you. You love it out here, huh?”

  I beamed. “Yeah, and it’s even better at the top.” I gripped his hand and tugged him toward the dirt path winding through the trees. A huge smile spread across his gorgeous face, taking my breath away.

  God, I’ll never get used to that.

  “I can’t wait to see it,” he said softly, and when I looked back, he had that strange look in his eyes again as though he was studying me, but the corners of his lips quirked up. He squeezed my hand, and walked beside me. “If you love it, then it must be cool.”

  Be still my beating heart!

  Never once had anybody thought my hobby was ‘cool,’ and that included Daria. The trails had been a solitary outing for me, which made my brothers’ decision to join me the day Anton turned up weird in itself. Now Maddoc was here, with me, and thinking it was cool because I loved it? My chest ached at the thoughtful gesture, and not just the trails, but learning a song he knew I loved, even if I never got to hear it. Well, until now, and I was almost sure he thought I wouldn’t.

  Our night was special, the way he’d held me, touched me, filled me… It hadn’t been that way with anybody before. Sex wasn’t something I’d enjoyed much, when I’d had it, that is. It was awkward, uncomfortable, and left me feeling like I was missing something—that there was so much hype behind an act that wasn’t as fulfilling as it was made out to be. But, how wrong I was. With Maddoc, I’d been shown what it was to truly feel, to let myself go, and I had. I didn’t know what had come over me. After hearing him play, the reason for it, it was like a switch had been flipped and I could no longer hold back the desire I’d felt for him for such a long time.

  “Sorry, what?” Maddoc asked, and I paused, tipping my head to look up at him and his green eyes under the peak of his white cap.

  “Did I say something?” Had I? Had I voiced my thoughts?

  “I thought I heard you say something.”

  I shrugged and continued to walk, avoiding the jutting stones and exposed roots spreading out. “I have a habit of mumbling when I’m thinking,” I replied, making a poor excuse of my inability to keep my mouth shut.

  Maddoc’s lips quirked up, stretching into another full-blown grin. “What were you thinking?”

  My shyness reared it’s head, heating my skin, which was stupid considering the things we’d done in his bed, on the bathroom counter, in the shower… �
��Uh,” I said with a light laugh. “I was actually thinking about you playing for me.”

  Maddoc’s head dropped, his chin close to his chest as his face flushed. My eyes fell to the curves of his pecs that were covered by his white-T-shirt. The V-neck allowed me to see a little of the definition of his muscles. Especially when the breeze blew against him, outlining his torso. “We’ve got a lot of ground to cover, cupcake, so get your head out of the gutter.”

  My eyes snapped up to see him chuckling. “What? I-I, wasn’t…” I blinked long and hard. “Okay, I was staring.”

  “I know you were,” he replied, his voice low. “But that’s okay. It’s yours to stare at, baby.”

  I bit into my lower lip to stop the insane grin that threatened. “Yeah, it is.” Before I could get carried away, I gestured to the path. “We should go if we want to get back before dark.”

  Maddoc continued to hold my hand as he walked on in front of me on the narrow path, his long legs moving over the terrain with ease. His T-shirt covered the top of his pants from under the navy backpack, but I could see the shape of his ass as he went, the black fabric of his pants not hiding anything, even though they were loose at the thigh, and narrowing to taper at his solid calves. The exposed skin there, down to his black boots, was tan, like he had a natural glow, which contradicted the pale hairs covering his body.

  “My God, woman,” he said, shaking his head as he looked over his shoulder. “If you keep staring at me like that, we won’t make it another few feet.”

  I wouldn’t be disappointed…

  “Okay, I’m moving,” I said, quickening my pace to lead the way. “But, don’t be staring at my ass.” I narrowed my eyes for affect.

  “Oh, you have no idea how many times I’ve stared at the greatness that is your ass, babe.” He dropped his gaze and licked his lips while my mouth fell open. “And I’m more than happy to be behind you.”

  I threw my head back and laughed. “You’re something, you know that?”