64. Maddox

SIXTY-FOUR

Using my grip on Hannah's hand, I tug her in front of me so her back is to my bed.

I loosen my fingers and step back. "Take your clothes off, Hannah."

Her chest is rising and falling in time with my own.

She hesitates for just a moment.

"You're fucking perfect. I already know that. Now show me."

Hannah huffs out a breath. "I expect you to get naked too."

I grin at her. "Oh, I'm gonna be fucking naked."

To prove my point, I reach behind myself and grip the collar of my T-shirt. Then, in one motion, I pull it off my body and toss it to the floor.

Hannah's eyes move to my chest. Down my arms. Across my stomach.

I can feel her gaze trailing over my tattoos. Probably remembering how I didn't have them that first time together.

"You can study them later," I tell her as I undo my belt buckle. With a swift yank, I snap the belt free from my pants. "Catch up."

Her lips part on a gasp, but she complies.

Hannah grips the hem of her shirt and pulls it up over her head.

I groan.

Her tits are practically spilling out of her bra.

I'm definitely watching that movie with my head on her chest tonight.

We pull our zippers down at the same time. My jeans and her shorts. And together, we let them drop to the floor.

I step out of my pants, leaving me in nothing but boxers. The thin cotton does nothing to hide the fact that my cock is straining to be freed.

Hannah pauses again. In her pretty white panties and light pink bra.

"Naked, Hannah." I grip my length through my boxers. "I'm not touching you until you're completely naked."

Hooking my fingers in the waistband, I shove my boxers down.

My length bobs free, and I grip the base. Squeezing. Needing the touch, but also not wanting to blow before I get inside my girl.

Hannah reaches a hand for me.

"No." I stop her with my words even as I drag my grip up my cock. "Take them off."

She makes a sound that might be a complaint, but her hands go behind her back.

A moment later, her bra drops to the ground, and it's my turn to make a sound. Only there's no complaint in my tone.

Her fingers twitch, then she pushes her panties down her legs.

She has to bend over to get them off, and her tits sway with the movement. And I amend my previous statement, I'm starting with her tits in my mouth.