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I sucked her clit into my mouth, rubbing my
tongue over it as she squealed loudly and her body shuddered under my touch.

“You taste so fucking good, kitten,” I
growled before burying my tongue in her wet core. 

She screamed my name, her hands pulling
painfully at my hair as she twisted beneath me.  I could barely keep her on the
bed and her reaction to having my tongue in her pussy was so hot I was close to
shooting my load all over the side of the damn quilt.

Her legs slipped from my shoulders and I
grabbed her calves and forced her legs up until her feet were resting on the
bed.  My fingers tightened on her ankles and I pushed her legs apart until she
was completely open.  I stared at her pink clit and the liquid dripping from
her hot core.  I kept her legs open when she tried to close them.  There was
nothing I loved more than the taste of pussy and Maddie’s pussy was so sweet
tasting, I could eat her all fucking day.

“Riley?  What’s wrong?”  She had lifted her
head and was giving me a hesitant look, tinged with embarrassment, and I
suddenly wanted to break her fiancé’s legs with a fierceness that surprised me.

“Nothing, kitten,” I said with a slow
grin.  “Just admiring your pretty pussy and thinking about how good it tastes.”

She flushed and I kept my gaze on her as I
leaned forward and deliberately licked her swollen pussy lips.  “Sweet as
honey, Mads.  You’re so wet.  Your sweet honey is dripping all over you.”

“Riley, I – you shouldn’t say things like
that,” she stammered.

I grinned again.  “Shouldn’t say what? 
That your pussy tastes good?  That every day I’m going to eat your hot, little
pussy until you’re begging me not to stop?”

“E-every day?”  She stammered again.

“Every fucking day, Mads.  And you’re going
to be a good girl and let me.  Do you know why?”  I said.

She shook her head but something flickered
in her eyes and I nodded like she had answered me.  “That’s right.  Because
your pussy belongs to me and if I want to eat it every day, I will.”

Fresh liquid dripped and I bent my head and
licked her clean before raising my head again.  She was moaning, her eyes
closed and her fingers tugging at her nipples, and I groaned harshly before
taking a deep breath.

“It’s mine.  Say it, Mads.”

“Yours,” she said immediately.  “Please don’t
stop, Riley.  I’m so close.”

“You like having my tongue in your pussy,
kitten?”

“Yes!”  She shouted.  “Goddammit, Riley,
yes!”

I grinned at her sudden anger and as she
raised her head and glared at me, I bent my head back to her pussy and went to
work.  It took only a few minutes of my tongue sliding across her clit before
her back was arching, her nails were digging into my scalp and she was
screaming my name.

I grinned smugly and stood as she lay
panting and shuddering on the bed.  I reached into the nightstand, snagging a
condom and rolling it on to my dick before lying on my side next to her.  I
sucked at her nipple, making her cry out and her back arch again, before
reaching between her legs and cupping her pussy.

“No,” she gasped and tried to push my hand
away.  “I can’t – not yet,”

“I know, kitten,” I murmured into her ear. 
“But I want to touch the pussy that belongs to me and you’re going to let me.”

I kept my hand still, not rubbing or
caressing in any way, and after a moment her tense body relaxed.  “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry for what?”  I asked.

“I – well, I kind of lost control,” she
said hesitantly.  “Did I hurt you?”

“Hell, no.  Besides, I’m used to that
reaction.”  I winked at her and she smacked me lightly on the chest.

I kneaded her breast before licking just
below her earlobe.  “Did you like having your pussy eaten, Mads?”

She shuddered again and nodded as I traced
her ear with my tongue.  “Tell me.”

“I – I liked it, Riley.”

“Liked what, kitten?”

She made a harsh noise of frustration and I
traced my thumb over her lower lip before giving her an expectant look.

“I liked having my pussy eaten,” she said.

My cock throbbed and I turned on to my back
and patted my flat abdomen.  “Climb on, Maddie.”

She shook her head.  “No way, Riley.  My
legs are, um, way too weak.”

I laughed and patted my abdomen again. 
“You’ve had time to recover.  Straddle me, kitten.”

She continued to hesitate and when I arched
my eyebrow at her she sighed loudly.  “Riley, I’m too heavy.  I’ll squish you
and hurt your side and – “

“You’re getting dangerously close to
talking shit about your body again.” I scowled.

“I’m not,” she protested.  “I’m just being
realistic.  I hurt Jor – “

“Don’t say his fucking name,” I growled. 
“I mean it, Mads.”

She glared at me.  “I hurt
him
the
one and only time I tried being on top.  He was hobbling around for a week with
a sore back and I had to drive him to the physiotherapist and – “

“He was faking,” I interrupted.

“He wasn’t,” she said. 

“He was,” I repeated.  “And even if he
wasn’t – if he was just a fucking weakling who couldn’t handle your curves –
I’m not.  Now stop arguing and slide that hot pussy on to my cock.”

“Fine!”  She suddenly snapped before
sitting up and straddling me.  “But don’t say I didn’t warn you!”

I watched as she grabbed my dick - non too
gently either but I wasn’t fucking complaining – and pushed it into her tight
pussy.  She had to stop about halfway, a slight frown crossing her face, and I
smiled at her.

“Go slowly, Mads.”

“Thanks for the tip,” she grumbled.

I laughed and tucked my hands behind my
head as she eased up and down repeatedly, taking a little more of my cock each
time until it was swallowed completely by her wet core and she was sitting
fully on me.  I groaned loudly at having my entire dick in her tight pussy and
she stared at me in alarm.

“Riley?  Am I hurting you?”

“Jesus, no,” I muttered.  “It feels fucking
incredible.”

She stared uncertainly at me.  “Are you -
are you going to move?”

“Nope.  Remember what Roman said?  You need
to do all the work, sweetheart.”

She rolled her eyes and I laughed again. 
“Get to work, kitten.  I’m waiting.”

She braced her hands on my stomach. 
“You’ll tell me if I’m hurting you, right?”

“Yes,” I said.  “Fuck me, Mads.”

She moved up and down gingerly and I moaned
under my breath.  “Harder.”

Biting her lip, she moved a little faster.

“Touch your clit,” I demanded.

She hesitated and then rubbed delicately at
her clit with the tips of her fingers.  I watched my cock slide in and out of
her wet warmth and smiled with hard satisfaction when, after a few moments of
rubbing her clit, she forgot about hurting me and rode my cock with hard and
furious strokes.  I lasted maybe two minutes before my hips started to thrust,
my entire body screaming out for relief, and she bounced wildly on my cock as
she rubbed her clit firmly.

I cupped her breasts, pulling on her
nipples until her back arched and, with another loud scream, she came all over
my cock.  The surge of wetness made my balls tighten and I gripped her hips and
pumped my pelvis repeatedly until my orgasm rushed through me.  I cried her
name, my own back arching, and ignored the faint pain in my side before
shuddering and collapsing against the bed.

She eased off of me and curled up against
my side, resting her head on my chest as I panted loudly.  I kissed the top of
her head and she stared shyly at me.  “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“No, Mads.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes,” I said.  “Now, get to the kitchen
and make me a sandwich, woman.”

She laughed and smacked me lightly on the
chest.  “You make me a sandwich.  I was the one who did all the work,
remember?”

“Good point,” I said before sitting up. 
“Come to the kitchen and keep me company while I make your damn sandwich.”

* * *

M
addie

“I’m telling you, Mads,” Roman said before
throwing a handful of popcorn into his mouth.  “He’s choosing Jana.  She’s
perfect for him.”

“He isn’t,” I objected as I hit play. 
“He’s choosing Arlene.  He connected really well with her family, remember?”

“So, that doesn’t mean anything.  He’s not
marrying her family,” Roman countered.  “Besides, he – “

“He’s choosing Marilyn,” Riley
interrupted.  “She’s the only one who banged him on their individual date. 
That automatically puts her miles ahead of the competition.”

Roman and I turned and stared open-mouthed
at Riley.  He was sitting at one end of the couch and he shrugged.  “What?”

“Nothing,” Roman said with a grin.  “It’s
just amusing as hell that Mr. ‘I hate this stupid show’ is as secretly obsessed
with it as the rest of us.”

“I’m not obsessed with it,” Riley said. 
“I’m only watching it because Maddie makes me.”

“Uh-huh, sure,” Roman tossed another
handful of popcorn into his mouth and chewed loudly.  “You keep telling
yourself that, big guy.”

Riley snorted under his breath and then
scowled at me when I started to sit next to Roman.  “Sit beside me, Mads.”

I hesitated before sitting down next to
him.  He immediately put his arm around me and pulled me tightly against him
before dipping his hand into my bowl of popcorn.

“Hey, you said you didn’t want any,
remember?”  I protested. 

“Changed my mind,” he said before kissing
the tip of my nose.  “Now quiet, it’s starting.”

I leaned against him, feeling warm and
secure, before realizing that Roman was staring oddly at us.

“What?”  I mouthed.

Roman just shrugged and gave me a look I
didn’t understand as Riley moved his big hand to the back of my neck and
kneaded it lightly.

He had been like this all day, bestowing small
touches and caresses that set my skin on fire with need.  He hadn’t asked for
sex again but I had the feeling it had more to do with his side than not
wanting me.  I shivered lightly.  The way he had kissed and licked my pussy,
pinning me to the bed with his large hands and forcing me to not only accept
his tongue but crave it, had made me feel more alive than I ever had with
Jordan.  My face flushed.  I hadn’t wanted him to kiss me so intimately -
Jordan’s declaration that I tasted funny had embarrassed me more than I could
ever admit – but Riley had seemed to love it and the enthusiastic way he…

Ate your pussy
, my mind whispered. 
Fuck that, he didn’t just eat it, he
devoured it, girl.

Yeah he had and even now, hours later, just
recalling the memory made my stomach tighten with anticipation and need.  He
had said he was going to do it every day and there was a small part of me that
believed –
hoped -
he meant it.  One session with his tongue in my pussy
had turned me into a damn addict.

“You okay?”  Riley murmured into my ear.

His hand dipped inside my shirt and his
fingers stroked the hickey he had left at the base of my neck.  I had scolded
him when I’d discovered it but he had given me a boyish little grin and cupped
my breast before kissing me until I was breathless and clinging to him.  I
supposed it should have bothered me that he could distract me with nothing more
than a few kisses and a bit of groping, but it didn’t.  After four years of
feeling unattractive to the man who was supposed to love me, it was a bit of a
relief to know without a doubt that Riley wanted me.

“You okay?”  Riley repeated.

I nodded and ignored the way my pelvis was
throbbing as his fingers moved to trace my collarbone.  I hoped like hell Roman
didn’t glance over, my nipples were hard and poking against the thin material
of my t-shirt and I wondered if there was any way I could grab the blanket and
cover myself without attracting attention.  God, I would have to start wearing three
layers of clothing just to hide my arousal whenever Riley touched me.

“After Roman leaves, you’re going to take
off your shirt and bra so I can suck on those hard nipples,” Riley breathed
into my ear.

I stifled my soft moan, my hand squeezing
the bowl of popcorn tightly as Riley sucked briefly on my earlobe.

“Would you like that, kitten?”  He breathed
again.

I nodded and kept my eyes glued on the TV
screen as his finger dipped lower and stroked between my breasts for a brief
moment before retreating.

I released my breath in a shuddering sigh
and Riley tugged playfully on my hair before nipping at my earlobe again. 
“Then, I’m going to pull your pants down, spread your soft thighs and slide my
cock into your sweet little pussy.”