33. Hannah

THIRTY-THREE

HANNAH

My stomach flips when Maddox frees his cock.

It's long. And thick. And honestly, in comparison, I might as well be a virgin, because it's twice as big as the one I've experienced before.

Maddox closes one fist around his length and slides it up and down. "Keep those legs open for me, Bunny."

My knees had started to close of their own accord, suddenly worried for my health.

"That's, um." I nod to his dick. "Big."

He chuckles a second before I hear the condom wrapper tear. "And you're gonna take all of it."

My heart— which had just started to recover— picks up speed again.

He rolls the thin layer of protection down his length.

I'm on the pill, but I'm glad he came prepared. Because this man, and that cock, could easily have me making stupid decisions.

Maddox grips my knees and pushes them up and out, opening me farther.

Then he climbs up and kneels on the bench.

"Fuck, Babe. I already know your pussy is going to feel amazing." He rests one hand against my inner thigh while the other grips his dick. He runs the tip up and down my entrance. "Ready?"

I nod.

"Tell me, Hannah. Let me hear it."

The cool air of the library skitters over my exposed skin, but I still feel like I'm burning up. Like I'm on fire.

I fist my hands at my sides. "I'm ready."

Then he's pushing forward.

And I wasn't ready.

I stretch around him.

He groans above me.

My eyes close.

And he shoves the rest of the way in.

My mouth opens. To scream or moan, I don't know. And I'll never know because then he's there.

Maddox is over me.

Elbows planted beside my head.

His mouth on mine.

His lips sealing in my sounds.

His hips thrusting.

His cock sliding out, then pushing in.

And it's so much.

It's too much.

My legs wind around his waist. And my hands claw at his sides.

And… fuck. I can't even think anymore.

"That's it," he grunts. "So tight." He slams in harder. "Taking me so good." He kisses me again.

My nipples scrape against his chest hair as he moves above me, sending new sparks of desire straight to my center.

"Maddox," I pant. "Oh god," I cry.

And he doesn't stop.

Doesn't stop moving.

Doesn't stop filling me.

And then he shifts his body higher over me. So when he slides in and out, the base of his cock rubs against my clit. My already overworked clit.

I tilt my hips into the feeling.

"Open your eyes."

My body does as commanded.

His beautiful dark eyes are hovering above me.

"Tell me how you feel," he demands.

"Good," I answer automatically, then lift my hips to match his. "Feels so good."

He rolls his hips, getting deeper than before, and I arch my neck.

"So full." I dig my fingers into his sides. "I feel so full."

"Fuck." Maddox drops his mouth to mine.

His tongue swipes into my mouth. His body presses against my nipples. And his cock grinds into my clit.

And I break.

"That's it." Maddox pulls back to watch me.

My cries aren't swallowed this time. They're loud. Echoing through the stacks.

"That's fucking it."

He thrusts once more.

Pushes deep once more.

Then he's coming with me.

His groan is as loud as my cries were, and they sound like heaven.

His cock throbs inside me, and my body tenses around him. My pussy is contracting so hard a sound of distress leaves my body.

Maddox throws his head back, and I drag my hands over his muscles as they flex.

He's the most handsome man I've ever seen.

And right now, he's all mine.