38. Cin

38

Cin

M adden's furious. More than furious. He's positively incandescent with rage. Yet I don't give a flying fuck. My body hums with satisfaction and I can't be bothered to fight with him.

I know him well enough to know that the real problem here is jealousy. He's jealous because I've tasted what he wants. Except he won't let himself cross the line in the sand he's drawn.

The man's a fucking idiot at times. He holds himself to impossible standards.

"Back off, asshole," I sigh, pushing him away.

His eyes flare with rage, and he stalks toward me, blocking off my escape.

"I told you she was off-limits," he seethes.

"So you did," I agree calmly. The kids will be awake shortly. We shouldn't be having this conversation here, but he's too mad to care. Probably because all the blood has flowed south.

Most of this is because he's not getting any. And again, it's all his own fault. The stupid fucker has refused to let his guard down since Tessa arrived.

It's no wonder he's on the edge.

Not that I have any sympathy.

I brush my fingers over my lips, inhaling deeply. I can still smell her on me. The intoxicating scent of her fills my lungs and I sigh with pleasure. Madden reads my expression and his fist flies out, catching me before I have time to dodge it. Pain blooms across my cheek and I curse.

"Don't you think Tessa's children have been traumatized enough?" I snap.

He looks guilty for a brief moment before grabbing my bicep and dragging me into his study. I could fight back, but what's the point?

Letting off some steam might help him calm down.

He kicks the door shut and turns the lock.

"You disobeyed me again," he growls, keeping his voice low. The rooms in this place are sound-proofed, but if someone stands with their ear to the door, they'll still be able to hear us.

"Oops." I roll my eyes, knowing it will piss him off even more.

"You smell of her."

"Yeah, well, I've not had a chance to shower yet. Wonder why that is?" His jaw ticks while I make a big show of examining my fingers, remembering how Tessa moaned when I pushed them inside her. How she begged for my cock. Which is now hard as fuck, by the way.

Before he can move a muscle, I'm pressed against his hard body. "Here, why don't you taste our sweet girl?" I push my fingers into his mouth, and he groans.

"That's how good she tastes," I purr, enjoying the way he sucks her essence from me. He's hard as granite in his pants. Throbbing against my thigh.

Despite coming only a short time ago, I'm hard as fuck, too. I rub myself against him, enjoying how his shaft lines up perfectly with mine.

I bet if I keep this up, we'll both make a mess in our pants. Ha.

"Get on your fucking knees, Cin," he hisses, shoving me away. Because I'm in a good mood, I acquiesce.

He has his pants unzipped before I've hit the floor, and in seconds, his cock is down my throat.

"I hate that you've had her," he says, almost to himself, while fucking my mouth like this is the last fuck he'll ever have. The flavor of his cum bursts on my tongue, salty and delicious. An exquisite complement to Tessa's sweet musk.

I picture them together: Madden's thick cock pounding into Tessa's cunt while she swallows me down. Madden's tortured groan when I squeeze his balls matches my own.

With my free hand, I pull my aching cock back out and squeeze the base of my shaft. If I come too soon, Madden will be furious. He doesn't like it when I come before he gives me permission.

"You're weak," he tells me, but I have a feeling he's projecting. This isn't about me. It's all about him and his stupid principles. Tessa wants him. I know she does. All he has to do is stop being an asshole to her and she'd soon give in to the attraction between them.

"I fucking hate you!" He comes with a long groan. There's so much cum I struggle to swallow it all, but when he's done, I lick the last drops and smile.

The miserable asshole glares at me and tucks his dick away, ignoring the fact I'm still hard as fuck.

"I hope you weren't expecting to come," he snipes. "You don't fucking deserve an orgasm."

I resist the urge to roll my eyes. It won't help matters. Besides, I have every intention of catching Tessa later for round two. I'm sure I can persuade her to take a moonlit stroll once the kids are asleep.

One taste of her sweet cunt is nowhere near enough.

I want more.

A lot more.