Chapter 8

The effect was instantaneous, my pupil dilated, and a sharp exhale left me, very similar to a moan if you would ask me.

Against my will, red stained my cheeks, and I shifted my gaze from his eye to the ceiling above him, the dresser, anywhere but him. I couldn’t bear to look at his eyes, which were stripping me of every rational thought.

But Toby wasn’t going to let me go scot-free, and he held my jaw with his thumb and forefinger, keeping my gaze on him, and I flushed under his gaze, not used to this brazen Toby.

However, he didn’t give me any space to think before he took my lips again, kissing me with a roughness that left me breathless.

Never one to be a dull partner, I wrapped my hands around his neck, pulling him even impossibly closer, and I kissed him, matching his energy.

What started as a chaste kiss was growing heavy, a lot of bold caress down my thighs, and I bless the goddess for wearing the pajama shorts.

Toby ground his hard-on on me, and I threw my head back, releasing a loud moan as the friction was making me crazy with want, and I reciprocated the gesture, spreading my legs wide to allow him access.

“Maddie.” Toby groaned, my name, a prayer on his lips, and he held my legs apart, thrusting into me even while clothed.

His nose flared as a dribble of juice dropped down from me, staining the shorts I wore—it was a sin to wear pants to bed—and he looked down at the mess I had created, his gaze burning through my shorts.

I squirmed under his hold, wanting nothing more than for him to bury himself inside me, and his pupil dilated as if he heard my plea.

“Are you sure?” His voice was breathless, his mouth slightly opened as he took in air, and I swallowed, amazed by this beauty in front of me.

“I want you, Toby, and I can’t hold it anymore.” I moaned in a sultry voice, taking my lower lips between my teeth and biting them gently, but the action had not gone unnoticed.

“Fuck.” Toby groaned, his fingers digging into my thighs as his control tethered and I opened my legs wide. With a flick of my fingers, my claws came out, and I held the damn shorts, tearing them apart.

I felt a little tug in my heart as it was my favorite short, but it was standing between us. And I knew I made the right decision when I heard him hiss.

“Maddie.” He swore with his eyes closed, taking a long sniff, and when he opened his eyes, every trace that it would be love making flew out of my head.

He fisted himself, his hands moving about the length in slow, torturous motion that made my mouth water, and I nodded my legs, letting him know I was ready.

His lips parted for a smile, and his finger was on my clit, rubbing the bundle of nerves gently, making me wriggle on the bed.

The pleasure that racked through me was enough to distract me from the dull pain I felt as he broke the barrier cry, but his mouth was on my lips, swallowing my cries.

Toby leaned down until he was pressing on my naked body; somehow I had lost my shirt too, and he began to thrust into me.

Long, slow, torturous thrust, reaching every part of me, and I held him tighter, spreading my legs for him, my eyes closed as the pleasure began to build up.

His finger had never left my clit; instead, he increased his pace, his fingers working on the pleasure bud while he continued to pound into me.

I whined, unrecognizable sounds leaving my throat as the pleasure was becoming too much to handle, and I was sure I would combust if I didn’t let go.

“It is alright; come for me, baby.” He whispered in my ears, and his words were just the right trigger for me, because I threw my head back, screaming his name even as I let go.

I opened my eyes slightly in the midst of the chaos, watching his face contort in pleasure; the image burned in my mind, and I knew I was never going to forget this memory.

His thrust was becoming short and jerky as he reached the end, and with a final thrust, he painted my insides with his seed, moaning my name.

And fuck, that was the hottest thing I have ever heard. Toby collapsed beside me, careful not to hurt me, and he held me even as his cock continued spurting inside me.

His lips were close to my ears, so I could hear his voice, and I couldn’t miss his whisper.

“Please stay.”