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29 - turn around

Q U I N C E Y

I woke up with Maddox's boner nestled between my legs.

It was the first time I stayed the night after sex, not that I had slept with many men before— but that one time I've slept with Alonso I excused myself after we finished and left his flat before he had the chance to stop me.

But being wrapped in Maddox's with his dick between my legs made warmth spread over my body. I adjusted myself so I was facing him, and I studied every beautiful detail God had ingrained on his face. I loved this man so much I could barely even keep that love in my heart. I leaned in and kissed his lips whispering how much I loved him and felt him stir in his sleep before his eyebrows knotted and he let go of me to roll on the other side, the blanket covering his chest shifting near his hips.

After a few minutes of staring with my mind elsewhere, I lifted myself and left the bed, my exposed body met the warmth of the sun as I walked toward the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror, examining the marks Maddox left on my body and not realizing the smile that had found its way on my lips until I met my eyes in the reflection.

I hopped into the shower and let the warm water skip down my body, my fingers reaching down to squeeze my breast and fiddle with my nipples before going down to spread the lips of my clit to insert a finger and then two into my pussy. My back used the cold tile behind me as support as I pushed my fingers in and then out, coating them with my cum. My mouth parts open with pants and my eyes focus on the movement of my fingers until they close shut as I welcome in my release and shudder, gasping for air for a short second before crying out loud when I open my to find Maddox in front of me.

"You scared me," My voice is hoarse as gape at him.

"You could've woken me up. Turn around."

"Why?" I blink at him, brushing my wet hair away from my eyes.

"Turn around Q, I don't want to repeat my words."

And I do, facing the tiles and not having a chance to let my thoughts wander far away when I instantly feel him spreading my butt apart and kneading before pushing inside of me and making me gasp loudly, as I try to find something to clutch, my breast squeezed against the tiles and my nipples getting harder as he claims my hips with his hands and starts moving inside of me with much more roughness than yesterday and I find myself liking it, asking for more and he gives it to me.

"You want me to take care of you baby?"

"Y-yes," With one of his palms over my hip, the other finds its way to my front. His long fingers slide down over my wet body before he finds what he's looking for and starts playing with my clit, sending electric shots through my body as he teases my sensitive area before he pushes two fingers at once in and my eyes are seeing white as he pushes them in, further in with each jab. My head falls on his shoulder as my own fingers reach over to play with my breast.

He moves his hips until I feel his cock hit me in all the right places and I'm moaning, encouraging him to continue as he pushes my hair away from my shoulder and starts licking the nape of my neck, "You feel so fucking good Quinn, so good," He repeats at he sucks on my skin.

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"Do you really have to go?"

I adjust my button-down and I face Maddox's reflection in my floor mirror, "Yeah, Fridays are always for family, and if I didn't make it they probably will file a missing person report."

He slumps back on the bed dramatically and huffs, "What am I supposed to do here all alone without you?"

I finally reach for my hairbrush and brush it through my hair one more time before fixing the golden pearl hairclip, "Obviously clean the place it is a mess."

"And what then?"

"I'll probably be here by seven so I can pick you up on our way to Lazy's."

I move away from the mirror and walk toward the end of the bed before climbing over his body until I'm settled on his chest. His palms reach to steady me as I lean down and my hair curtains us from the fluorescent light. He lifts his head and covers my mouth with his, fingers digging into my butt and he moans when I try to lift myself away, biting gently on my bottom lip until I push myself away from him. He opened his blue eyes, brows knotted with concern, "Did I hurt you?"

I adjust myself on his body intentionally grinding against his bulge on my way off his body, "Nope," I smile over my shoulder at him on my way out of the bedroom we've barely left since waking up.

"Fucking devil," I hear him mutter through his muffled palms as I pass through the apartment, walking toward the front door and stifling through my crammed hat stand for the purse I want and throwing it on my shoulder when I found it.

I turn and notice Mads covering the exit, hands crossed over his naked chest and a brow lifted in anticipation "Don't I at least get an I love you, hot sexy manfriend?"

"Manfriend? What's that about now?"

A wicked smile dances across his glowing face and that smile of his is my forever weakness, "I'm not being called your boyfriend, we're not sixteen as you could tell."

"And who said you're called anything other than my friend?"

His brows pulled down as he moved toward me, "You're friend? The fuck Q? You want me to show you how fucking friendly I could get with y—"

I shriek, taking cover behind the couch and raising my hand in surrender, "I was just kidding, I swear!"

"You fucking better be," He's grabbing my arm and pulling me against him in a movement so fluid I laugh when his arms wrap around me and lift over the couch until I'm under him, barely able to open my eyes. "What am I to you?"

"Stop asking these stupid questions," I swat at his chest wanting to free myself from his lock. He grabs my arms and folds them over my surging chest to restrain me.

"Then answer it, Quinn, tell me so I don't have to tattoo those letters until you've understood them."

My lips part open and I lick the dryness off with my tongue before swallowing at the serious look in his eyes, "You're not my manfriend Mads," I watched his features slowly pull down before I continued, "You're my everything and I want you to know that I love you with all that I have in this world," My heart quickness it's beating under my palms, "Happy now?" The grin is back on my face.

"Fucking delighted," he swoops in for a kiss, big hands exploring my body and mouth whispering beautiful words in my ear until my phone blares and we're forced to part away.

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There was supposed to be much more going on in this chapter other than just the two of these but they're entering their honeymoon phase and who am I to stop them?

appreciate making it this far, and as always thank you for reading

—faith

5:55PM / FRI
18 NOV 2023