Elira smiled, a soft, hopeful curve of her lips. "I’ll make it worth your while," she murmured, trailing her fingers down his chest.
Maddox caught her hand, bringing it to his mouth to press a kiss to her knuckles. "I know you will," he said, voice low and full of promise.
She shivered at the sound, desire already building in her veins. This man, this Eric, had always had that effect on her. A single look, a few whispered words, and she was ready to lt for him.
Elira shifted in his lap, straddling him now, legs on either side of his hips. The robe had fallen open during their kiss, revealing two bountiful snow-white lons, the creamy skin of her thighs, and the lacy edge of her panties.
Maddox’s hands gripped her waist, thumbs rubbing slow circles against her hipbones. "You’re so beautiful," he breathed, eyes dark with want. "I don’t think I’ve ever told you that enough."
"I don’t need words," Elira said, grinding down against the hard length of him. "I can feel how much you want ."
He groaned at the movent, head falling back against the couch. "Fuck, Elira..."
She leaned in, nipping at his jaw, his throat, licking a hot path up to his ear. "Tell what you want," she whispered, breath hot against his skin. "I’ll give you anything, Eric. Anything at all."
Maddox’s hands slid down to cup her ass, squeezing the soft flesh hard enough to make her gasp. "I want you naked," he said roughly. "In the bed. Now."
Elira didn’t hesitate. She stood up, letting the robe slip off her shoulders to pool on the floor. Her body was on full display now, all creamy curves and pale skin and lace that didn’t hide much.
She held out a hand to him, a silent invitation. Maddox took it, letting her pull him to his feet. He led her through the suite, down the hallway to the bedroom.
The bed was still neatly arranged, but that wouldn’t be for long. Elira pulled Maddox down onto the mattress with her, a tangle of limbs and seeking hands.
They kissed like they were starving for it, desperate and hungry and frantic. Clothes disappeared between eager fingers, mouths exploring every inch of newly revealed skin.
When they were finally naked, Elira pushed Maddox onto his back, straddling him once more. She took his cock in hand, stroking him slow and firm, reveling in the feel of him pulsing against her palm.
"God, I’ve missed this," she moaned, thumb swirling around the head. "Missed touching you, tasting you..."
She leaned down, licking a slow stripe up his length before taking him into her mouth. Maddox cursed, hands fisting in the sheets as she worked him over with lips and tongue.
"Elira, fuck..." His hips bucked up, seeking more of that delicious suction.
She took him deeper, until he hit the back of her throat, holding herself there until her eyes rolled back and watered. Then she pulled back, letting him slip from her lips with a wet pop.
"I need you inside ," she panted, crawling up his body until she could feel him notched at her entrance. "Please, Eric..."
Maddox’s hands gripped her hips hard enough to bruise. "You’re in control," he said hoarsely. "Take what you need."
Elira didn’t need to be told twice. She sank down on him in one smooth motion, a low moan tearing from her throat as he stretched her open.
"Nnh—yes..."
They moved together after that, a steady rhythm of thrusts and grinds and breathy moans. Elira set the pace, riding him hard and fast, chasing her own pleasure.
Maddox let her, hands roaming her body, fingers pinching and rolling her nipples, teasing over that sensitive bundle of nerves at the apex of her thighs.
"Mmh—ah—ah... Don’t stop..."
""Yes—yes—! I’m close," Elira gasped, head thrown back, hair tumbling down her spine. "So close..."
"Co for ," Maddox growled, fingers digging into her hips as he drove up into her. "Co on my cock like a good girl."
The filthy words sent her flying over the edge.
"Aaahh—!" Elira cried out, body convulsing around him as her orgasm crashed through her. "Oh—God—!"
Maddox followed a mont later, spilling inside her with a hoarse shout of her na.
They collapsed together onto the bed, chests heaving, sweat-slicked skin sticking where they touched.
"Wow," Elira managed after a mont, voice wrecked and replete. "That was... intense."
Maddox huffed a laugh, pulling her in close. "You’re telling . I’m not sure I can feel my legs."
She giggled, snuggling into his side. "Good thing you don’t need them to sleep."
"Mm, true." He pressed a kiss to her forehead.
Elira stretched languidly, her body still thrumming with pleasure. She felt boneless, sated in a way she hadn’t been in a long while. Years, even. There was sothing about Eric’s touch, his passion, that made everything else fade away.
"Mmm, that was amazing," she purred, nuzzling into his neck. "You always know just how to make feel good."
Maddox chuckled, the sound rumbling through his chest. "It’s a skill, what can I say."
She swatted at him playfully. "Modest, too. I like that in a man."
He laughed, catching her hand and bringing it to his lips. He pressed a kiss to her knuckles, then each fingertip in turn. Elira shivered at the contact, her body already humming with renewed desire.
"So," she said, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Now that you’ve had once... do you think you can go again?"
Maddox raised an eyebrow, his smile turning wicked. "Oh, I’m always up for a challenge."
He rolled her onto her back in one swift movent, settling between her thighs. Elira gasped, her legs falling open to accommodate him.
"Mm, so eager," Maddox purred, trailing his fingers up her inner thigh. "I love that about you."
He dipped a finger inside her, groaning at the slick heat he found there. "Already so wet for again. You really are insatiable, aren’t you?"
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