All it took was one moment for everything to change. One moment and three dangerous men who emanated equal parts pleasure and pain.
Following her father's disappearance, Madelyn Adams takes her travels to New York in pursuit of an unlikely yet desp...
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Chapter 61 : Madelyn Friday, August 20th, 2021
I woke up this morning to the sight of Caleb between my legs, licking me to orgasm and smiling as I cried out his name.
His hair was messy, his eyes were bright, and his damn perfect smile brought butterflies to my still sore body.
I haven't even seen my neck yet, but I've never had so many scratches and bruises and hickeys as I do today.
I looked like I was attacked by an animal when in reality it was really just Caleb, the dopey faced blond who had gone from comforting to dominant to sweet, all in a matter of a few hours.
"You feeling okay?" He asks, slowly crawling up by body and forcing my thighs to part around him. Even that movement made me ache, but it was in the most delicious way.
"Mhm." I hummed sleepily, rubbing my eyes before meeting his gaze, "But I also feel like I just ran a marathon."
In reality, it was just spending a night with Caleb.
I was surprised at how happy I was from something as simple as waking up beside him in the morning, but it was a treat I could most definitely get used to.
"Yeah?" He says, kissing my cheek before flipping me onto my stomach, "Let me help with that, darling."
I couldn't tell what he was doing when I felt his weight leave the bed, but I was too drained to turn my head to see the cause of the small clinking behind me.
I found out soon enough anyways when I felt him return, his partially dressed body straddling mine.
"What did you end up thinking about the mirror?" Caleb's scratchy morning voice spoke by my ear, the next minute the feeling of warm oil being spread onto my back and shoulders.
For a moment, I became so lost in the feeling of strong, steady hands massaging at my tense muscles that I'd forgotten to answer the question.
"I liked being able to watch us." I admitted against his pillow, liking that I could still smell him on it, "It was something I didn't expect to like, but did."
I felt Caleb's hum at my back in response, an amused noise coming from him when I groaned from a particularly sore spot currently being kneaded under his fingers.
Fuck.
"Right there, huh?" He murmurs, laughing and grabbing my hand when I bend it behind me to blindly hit him.
To my dismay, though, he didn't give it back, instead pinning my arm to rest against my ass.
I made another noise as he continued to work at that one spot, hating how just a few touches made me feel like mush beneath him.
"I might have to do this more often if you're going to keep sounding like that." Caleb says, and though my face is in his pillow, I just knew he was smirking above me.
