Brenna
“I want to f**k you hard and fast.”
I heard his words and I heard the zipper of the dress being pulled down. Goosebumps rose on every inch of my body whether it was from his words that held the promise of what was to come or from the coldness as my dress opened at the back and then his hands nudged it off my shoulders, prompting it to slip off my torso and bunching around my waist, exposing the upper half of my body.
“Maddox…” I moaned, feeling his one hand wrapping around my waist while the fingers of the other trailed down my spine inciting another moan from me.
“Yes, tell me.”
“P-please, touch me.”
His tongue licked the shell of my ear, and I whimpered. “Where?”
Unable to voice the words, I took hold of his hand that was wrapped around my waist and tugged it down, past my
