Bedmates

by Nichole Chase

  With my free hand I reached up and cupped her breast, squeezing it. She gasped and her hips jerked forward. I pressed my tongue against her clit before sucking it into my mouth.

  “Holy shit.” The curse was ripped from her mouth. “Fucking fuck. That feels good. So good. Don’t stop. Fucking good. So good.”

  Her moans were fast, interrupted by pants of pleasure. Her hips ground against my face, her fingers locked in my hair as she raced toward her peak. There was no sound sweeter in the world than Maddie urging me on, her mouth wrapped around my name as pleasure overrode her sense.

  I let loose of her clit, my fingers still keeping rhythm as she strained against me. I rubbed little circles over it with my thumb and turned my face toward her thigh so I could sink my teeth into the delicate skin there.

  She gasped, her hips moving faster.

  Her moan was loud enough that I wondered if anyone else would hear her.

  “Come for me, Maddie.” I blew across her clit before sucking it back into my mouth and flicking it with my tongue. My hand was covered in her slick liquid and I added another finger to the one already pumping in and out of her.

  “Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Yes. Jake. Fuck. That’s it.” Her fingers tightened in my hair to the point of pain but I didn’t stop. My dick was going to be bruised from the zipper of my pants, but there was no way I was going to stop what I was doing.

  “Jake!” She came hard, her pussy clenching around my fingers, her hips bucking against the wall and slamming into my face. Her juices leaked down my hand and her whole body twitched in pleasure. I pulled my fingers free and slid my tongue inside of her, desperate to catch every last drop.

  She groaned with each stroke of my tongue but her fingers relaxed in my hair. I looked up at her, my mouth still on her warm skin. Her eyes were bright and the muscles in her face were relaxed. Those fairy eyes followed me as I continued to lick her, not wanting to miss anything.

  “You keep that up and you’re going to have to finish.” Her husky voice made my dick strain painfully against my pants. I pulled my mouth away and rubbed her clit with my pointer finger.

  “I plan on finishing.”

  Her eyes darkened and I felt her leg on my shoulder shift so she was spread open even further. Leaning forward I kissed her, using my lips and tongue to drive her past the contentment of her earlier orgasm.

  “If you keep doing that—” She groaned loudly when I sucked her clit back into my mouth. “I think my other. Leg. Is. Oh, fuck. Going to give out.”

  I looked up at her and was surprised to see her squeezing her own breast.

  “I’ve got you,” I murmured against her skin. I kissed her inner thigh down to her knee. Carefully I slid her leg off my shoulder and climbed to my feet. “I’m not done with you yet.”

  Her eyes clouded with uncertainty for a minute and I waited to make sure she hadn’t decided this was a mistake.

  When she stood on her tiptoes to press her lips to mine I let her kiss me until I could barely breathe. Her tight breasts pressed against my chest, moving and teasing me. Pulling her tight against me, I lifted her feet from the ground and turned toward my dining room table. I shoved the stupid place mats out of the way and sat her down.

  She squeaked a little at the cold surface but went right back to kissing me. She reached for my pants and tugged at the button until she could get it free. I let her touch me, keeping my hands to myself as my dick fell free of the denim.

  She pulled away from the kiss to look at my cock and her eyebrows rose in surprise. Her fingers reached out and barely touched the sensitive skin as she trailed them from the head down the shaft. When she gripped me at my base with a firm hand I hissed in pleasure.

  “I guess you’re proportional, huh?” She cocked her head to the side and looked up at me with big eyes. Her hand twisted as she tugged upward on my dick and then again as she slid her hand back to the base. “Big all over.”

  “You trying to fan my ego, Maddie?” I had to swallow before I could get the sentence out. I watched as her fair-skinned hand ran over me.

  “Just stating the obvious.” She leaned forward and flicked her tongue across my chest. “You do it justice.”

  “All I want to do is you.” I leaned forward, bracketing her seat on my table with my arms. “I meant what I said, Maddie. I plan on being inside of you and watching you come. I want to fuck you until you can’t stand up.”

  “Now who has the dirty mouth?” She looked up at me with those big eyes and heat in her cheeks.

  “You going to get shy on me now?” I lifted her chin and rubbed my jaw against her cheek, trying to focus on anything other than her hand on my dick.

  “No.” She whispered the word and turned her face toward me for a kiss.

  I pressed my lips to hers, letting her taste the remnant of her pleasure still there. To my surprise she flicked her tongue out over my lip before sucking it into her mouth.

  “I like the way I taste on you, Jake.” She pulled back and squeezed my shaft a little harder. “I like knowing what you did to me.”

  “Fuck, you’re going to kill me, Maddie.” I brought her face back to mine and thrust my tongue into her mouth. She sucked on my tongue before tangling it with her own. I let my hands roam over her body, spreading her legs and pulling her close to me. My dick pressed against her stomach and I groaned at the sensation. She reached lower, cupping my balls in her hand, her pointer finger rubbing that rough spot just behind them. They tightened painfully and I groaned.

  Breaking our kiss I pulled her hands from my cock and shook my head. “You can’t keep doing that.”

  “Why’s that?” She looked up at me and pulled her hair down from the rubber band holding it out of her face.

  “Feels too good.” My breathing was heavy as I watched her hair swing free, some of it curling around her tight breasts. “I don’t want to come in your hand, Maddie.”

  “You keep talking about fucking me and I’m starting to feel impatient, Jake.” She leaned back on the table slowly and as I watched one of her hands trailed to that sweet spot between her legs. “You better do something about it.”

  “Fuck.” My brained drained away and I only had the sense to dig in my back pocket for a condom. Apparently it was my turn for obscenities.

  “Yes, Jake. Fuck me. Now.” She slid two of her fingers into her wet center and I swear my mouth fell open.

  Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought sweet, innocent Maddie McGuire would be such a siren. Her fingers circled her clit while her other hand cupped her breast before pinching the nipple.

  “Who are you?” The condom in my hand was all but forgotten as I watched her touch herself. “You look like one of those mermaids sent to lure men to their deaths.”

  Her hand moved over her skin, the wet sounds reminding me of my needy dick. I reached a hand down and stroked my shaft as she moved on my table.

  “I’m the same girl, Jake. You just didn’t see me.” The wild fairy queen watched me. Her eyes were bright with some emotion I couldn’t name.

  I sure as fuck saw her now. I’d never seen anything so clearly in my life. Maddie. The annoying girl I’d had to take pictures with as a teenager was a sex goddess. I knew there was something sexy under that wide-eyed exterior and bright blushes, but fuck if I had known this was what had been waiting for me.

  “Jesus Christ.”

  “Nope.” She laughed. “Just me.”

  I ripped the condom open and worked it over my thick head with a little pop before rolling it down and over my shaft. I was so hard I was worried the condom was going to cut off the blood flow.

  “This isn’t going to be gentle, Maddie, but I’ll make it up to you.” I lifted her leg and pulled her to the edge of the table. “I want you too bad.”

  “I don’t want gentle,” she told me.

  I pressed my head at her opening and she lifted her hips so I sank in just a little. Pulling back I rubbed the tip of my dick across her clit, listening to her gro
an before pressing at her center again. She moaned, her eyes closing briefly before flashing open as I slid home. It wasn’t gentle but I honestly hadn’t been in control for a second. Her hot pussy clenched around me and I forgot to breathe.

  “Fuck,” I whispered. “Fuck.”

  I threw her leg up over my shoulder so I could sink all the way down to my base. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened on a gasp. I didn’t move, just looked from her face to where we were joined. God, I’d never felt this way with another woman; as if we’d been made to fit together. It was like she’d been born just for me and I’d been a blind fool for years.

  My breathing was heavy as I lost myself in the sensation. She was tight and hot, squeezing me without moving. I let my hands slide down to her hips and over her stomach before cupping her breast.

  “Are you ready?” I pinched her chin delicately between my finger and thumb so I could see her eyes clearly.

  “Been ready.” She gasped as I pulled back and then slid home again. “Just waiting on you.”

  Fool. I’d been a fucking fool.

  “Not anymore.” I moved again and her back arched off the table. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous.”

  She gasped and clutched her breasts with both hands. “You make me feel gorgeous.”

  I pulled back and slid back in as she groaned. I found a rhythm that worked and gripped one of her hips to keep her in place while I rubbed her clit with the other hand.

  “Fuck, you feel so good Maddie.” I wanted to touch her, all of her. This wasn’t going to be enough to satisfy me.

  No I wouldn’t be satisfied until I’d touched, kissed, licked every part of her.

  “Harder, Jake.”

  I did as she commanded. Anything for my fairy queen.

  I slammed into her and the table moved under us. I didn’t let that stop me as her groans grew louder. She was writhing on the table, her back arched, her hips only still because I had hold of them.

  Her tits jumped in her hands, moving as she fondled herself. I wanted to touch those too, but was out of hands.

  “Squeeze your tits, Maddie.” She did as I asked and I couldn’t stop my moan. “That’s it, squeeze them for me. God, I want to suck on those.”

  She squeezed them, her fingers leaving little marks before she let go. I was about to tell her to not stop, but she didn’t leave me hanging. She licked her deft fingers before pinching her hardened peaks and flicking them with her thumbs. I groaned and she repeated it.

  “Ah, fuck. Maddie.” My dick jerked inside of her and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I couldn’t hold back anymore.

  She reached between us with one hand and rubbed her clit. The feel of her fingers moving where we were joined had me losing control. I slammed my hips into her, racing toward the finish. Needing to pump into Maddie while she moved under me, making those little sounds.

  “Fuck. Yes.” She was groaning, her breathing fast and high. “Harder, Jake.”

  I obliged. Sweat pebbled on my chest as I thrust into her over and over. Her fingers traced the opening where I moved before going back to circle her clit and I wasn’t aware of anything else.

  Her body stiffened on the table, her hips bucking wildly, and I lost it.

  “Fuck, Maddie.” I pumped into her before holding her tight against me as I shot load after load into her. I slumped forward, unable to keep myself upright and braced myself on my arms.

  She looked up at me and there was so much in her gaze I couldn’t understand. It was like getting lost in a whirlpool. I swallowed and reached out to trace a finger over her cheek.

  I couldn’t think of a single thing to say. Not a word.

  “Jake?” She ran her hands over my arms.

  “Yeah?” My voice was rough and I tried to clear my throat.

  “The table.”

  Her hair was spread around her like it had come to life while we’d made love. The fading sunlight glinted in her eyes and there was a soft blush covering her cheeks.

  “Jake.” She squeezed my shoulder. “The table.”

  “What?” I looked down and was surprised to see that the table was a good five feet from where it had started.

  “I think we—”

  Before she could finish one of the old legs collapsed and we rolled to the ground in a heap of arms and sweaty skin. Puz came barking before sniffing around us.

  “Broke it.” She looked down at me from where she’d landed on my chest and started to laugh.

  That was when I realized I was in dangerous territory.

  My heart thumped painfully in my chest, in a way that had nothing to do with the table, and I pulled her down to kiss me.

  “Jake?” She pulled back to look at me with an odd expression. Puz seemed interested in something near her head.

  “Yeah?”

  “Were the mashed potatoes on the table?” She reached up and touched something clumped in her hair.

  It was my turn to laugh as I folded my arms around her.

  Chapter 13

  Maddie

  My phone beeped from the bedside table and I cracked my eyes open. I lifted my arm to turn the phone off but I hit the table with my elbow.

  “Shit on a brick that hurt!” I cradled my arm and looked down at the spectacular bruise that decorated my skin.

  “You ’kay?” A heavy arm tightened around my midsection and despite my throbbing arm I felt all light and gooey inside.

  “Yeah, I’m okay. Hit that stupid bruise.” I wiggled a little so I could reach the phone without dislodging his hold on me.

  “’Tupid table,” he grunted. I had a bruise on my left arm that covered my elbow and ran down to my wrist. Jake had received a giant bruise that trailed from his shoulder down to one butt cheek.

  There would be a lot of ibuprofen in our future.

  Picking up my phone I swiped the screen open, barely registering that it didn’t have its normal password lock in place.

  WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?

  The text message was right there for me to see before I put two and two together.

  Shit.

  “Um, Jake. It’s your phone.” I rolled over to hand it to him. “Sorry, I opened it thinking it was mine.”

  He grunted and held out a hand for the phone. “S’okay.”

  I put the phone in his hand and rolled back to my side and pulled the blanket tighter. I felt exposed and it had nothing to do with my lack of clothing. People knew what had happened, that we were together. Somehow Jake’s mother had found out I was at his house. I looked around the room for a clock but didn’t see one. How late was it? We’d only just fallen asleep.

  Jake looked at his phone before tapping on the screen quickly.

  “I should go.” I started to sit up but he pulled me closer.

  “Don’t. It’s no one’s business but our own what we’re doing.”

  I bit my lip and fought the urge to ask him what were we doing. His mother hated me and I knew that I was one of those scandalous political children. I was from a first marriage and broke into buildings. I was a loose cannon.

  “No, don’t get that look.” Jake rolled over on top of me, settling his hips between my legs. He’d taken his prosthetic off when we’d made it to the bed.

  There had been no hesitation as he took it off and leaned it against the wall. Honestly, it hadn’t bothered me at all. I’d been more mesmerized by the sharp angles and planes of the rest of him. It was the scarring that ran down his side and back that troubled me the most. Not because it made him any less beautiful but because it reminded me that he almost hadn’t made it home.

  “Stop it.” He nuzzled my neck, his breathing tickling me. “No thinking. No worrying. No anything.”

  I managed to weasel a hand between us so I could trace his thickening cock. “No anything?”

  “I take that last part back.” His breath tickled my ear and I couldn’t help a giggle. “Oh, do that again. I liked that.”

  Unable to help myself I laughed when hi
s fingers ran along my side, tickling me. I wiggled to try and get free before doing some tickling of my own.

  His bark of laughter was short and loud, his fingers digging under my ribs making me flail. My foot hit the bedside table and the lamp crashed to the floor in a loud noise. He froze and something shifted in his eyes. His hands on my sides tightened and I sucked in a pained breath.

  “I’m sorry.” I looked up at him and had the strangest feeling that he was somewhere else. “Jake?” The way his eyes were focused past me told me that he wasn’t trying to hurt me. I wasn’t even sure if he was aware that I was still with him.

  Puz sat up from his spot on the floor and whined softly before coming closer and putting his paws on the edge of the mattress.

  His breathing was slow and shallow as if he’d been hurt. There was panic in his eyes that hadn’t been there two seconds ago.

  “Jake? Did I hurt you?” I reached up to touch his shoulder and he jerked away from me. The movement was so sudden and he was so fast that I flinched.

  Rolling over he sat up, his gaze locked on the end of the bed. Puz jumped up and leaned against his human, making soft noises.

  I sat up slowly and pulled the sheet up to cover my chest, my hand pressed where my heart was beating rapidly. Unsure of what to say I sat there quietly until his breathing seemed to even out. Even then I didn’t move. Confusion and doubt swirled in the pit of my stomach. No one had said that Jake suffered from PTSD but I was starting to think someone should have. I only knew what I’d heard on the television or during talks my father gave, but this shift in mood was definitely a flag.

  After a few minutes he moved to the edge of the bed and scooped up his shorts from the floor. Puz stuck close, never letting him get more than a foot or two away from him. He pulled on his clothes and then strapped on his prosthetic. I tried to not watch, worried that it was me that had sparked something. The crash of the table had definitely upset him.

  “Do you want some breakfast?” He stood up without looking at me.

  “Sure.” I tried to keep my tone light but I was still scared to move. I didn’t want to think of Jake as an injured animal, but there was something there, some vibe that he was exuding that made me anxious.