I took him deeper, cheeks hollowed, eyes watering as I tried to fit more of him than my mouth could comfortably hold. Saliva slipped down my chin. Every time I pulled back to breathe, he stayed hard and heavy against my tongue, the taste of him and the faint salt of the woman he’d just been inside mixing together. My jaw ached. I didn’t stop.
Maddox’s hand eventually settled in my hair—not forcing, just holding. A low sound left his chest when I finally managed to take him far enough that my nose brushed the base of his stomach.
“Enough.”
The word was rough. He pulled me off him with careful pressure and hauled me up like I weighed nothing. The next thing I knew my back hit the mattress. He followed, bracing himself over me, the thick length of him resting heavy against my thigh.
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