Burning Love ~ Billy Hargrove ( +18)

Chapter 26

Maddie's POV

I was completely trapped beneath his body, speechless. Breathless.
Having him this close left me defenseless once again. The scent of his freshly showered shampoo and the lingering trace of his cologne overwhelmed my senses. I bit my lower lip, letting my gaze drift to his partially unbuttoned shirt, exposing his chest.

I placed my right hand on his chest, sliding the tips of my fingers across it, feeling every pore of his skin, feeling the rapid beats of his heart under my touch. I raised my eyes, and once again, our gazes locked. We remained silent; the only sounds were our ragged breaths.

My fingers continued their journey across the skin of his chest, reaching his neck, caressing it gently. I traced the line of his jaw with my index finger, feeling the tension in his muscles. I followed the path along his skin until I reached his lips—those perfect, full lips.

My breathing quickened, and despite the cold, I couldn't stop feeling the heat coursing through me.

I gently traced his upper lip with my thumb, moving slowly, causing his mouth to part slightly. I could feel his breath, just as nervous as mine, and hear the faint growl he stifled deep in his throat. He leaned down, pressing his forehead against mine.

My index finger slid to the corner of his mouth, and I began to outline his lower lip sensually. My own lips parted, and our breaths began to mingle, each exhale blending into the other. Rising onto the tips of my toes to reach him, I pulled my finger away from his lips.

Then, with my tongue, I slowly traced the outline of his upper lip, then his lower one, savoring every moment, before crashing my lips into his in a careless, ravenous kiss.

It was utterly contradictory, but damn, how I craved to devour his lips again.
To feel his taste dissolve desperately inside my mouth. I placed my hands on the back of his neck, burying my fingers in his thick hair, returning his kiss with even more fury and need. After minutes of ravaging each other's lips, our mouths opened wider.

Our tongues intertwined, exploring, teasing, the heat between us rising steadily as faint moans escaped into each other's mouths. As we continued to feed on each other's lips and breaths, he pressed me even closer, completely merging his body with mine.

I felt his erection pressing against my pelvis as he began to move his hips, creating an intoxicating friction that sent waves of pleasure through me. My left wrist still throbbed with pain, but the desire burning inside me far outweighed it.

I slid my right hand into his hair, tangling my fingers to pull him fully into me. Kissing him passionately, I matched the rhythm of his hips with mine, intensifying the aching, delicious pleasure the friction of our centers created.

One of his hands trailed down my stomach, venturing lower until it reached the edge of my panties. In an instant, he tore through the delicate fabric with force, and I felt one of his fingers slide decisively inside me.

The sensation made me catch my breath, my body trembling as I fought to suppress a moan of pleasure. He stopped kissing me and locked eyes with mine, his gaze wild and filled with lust. He didn't stop touching me, his movements making it impossible to hold myself together—I was on the verge of falling apart in his hands.

"Don't hold back, redhead," he murmured in a deep voice, his lips grazing my ear sensually. "I want to hear you moan for me."

He left a bite on my earlobe before meeting my gaze once more. A second finger slid inside me, and I couldn't hold back any longer. Something inside me shattered, and I arched against him, moaning his name without even realizing it. Instinctively, my hips moved in sync with his hand, seeking to amplify the pleasure coursing through me.