I nibble her clit again, then flick my tongue against it while I work a third finger inside her. Madison arches her back and squeezes my head with her thighs. I still for a moment, allowing her the time to get used to the discomfort before I thrust at a steady pace.
“Fuck.” Madison yanks my hair, attempting to pull my head away from her. “I need you.Please.”
Like fuck am I going to stop. Not when she’s close to coming. I’ve earned this. Maybe all the other guys she’s slept with would have given in and gotten their rocks off, but this isn’t just about me. I want her to feel good. To be ready to take me into her body so we can become one.
Right before she teeters over the edge, I pull back and hold my fingers still inside her. Madison looks down at me with bleary eyes, confused about why I would prevent her from finishing. I dive back in and repeat the process, building her orgasm, then stopping right before she explodes.
“You sadistic bastard!” she cries, and yanks at my hair.
I growl, but I don’t lose focus on my mission.
Yeah, I am sadistic, but I’m also masochistic. I love edging and know from personal experience how much better an orgasm is if you prolong it for as long as possible. This is hurting me as much as it’s hurting her.
“Please, Ryder!” She writhes beneath me and undulates her pussy against my face to get more friction against her clit,but I once again avoid touching her when she gets too close to coming.
I lick my lips and look at her from beneath my lashes, a smile creeping to my face. “Aww. Am I hurting you, doll?”
Madison glares at me, her face flushed a dark shade of pink. “You’re being a jerk.”
I laugh and tease her opening with a fourth finger. “You know what to do if you want to come.”
She swallows hard, her eyes slamming closed as I squeeze the fingers inside her and spread the digits. Her features twist in pain, but she doesn’t tell me to stop. She braves it, fully trusting me. My chest tightens until it’s hard to breathe.
Why she would trust me, of all people, I have no idea. I’ve treated her like shit for years, yet she still fawns over me and trusts that I’ll take care of her. I don’t deserve her, but I’m too selfish to give her up.
“Please.” Madison peeks at me. “Make me come, big brother.”
My eyes roll to the back of my head, and I groan.
I flick her clit, then suck it into my mouth as I pound my fingers into her with brutal blows. It doesn’t take long before Madison’s back bows off the mattress and her fists tighten in my hair. Her screams fill the room as she orgasms. It won’t surprise me if our parents hear her in the main house and think I’m murdering her.
I promised her I would make her scream, andJesus fuck, it’s better than I could have ever imagined. My hips grind of their own accord, gyrating my throbbing dick into the mattress. While I work Madison through her climax, I try to think of gross things so I don’t come. It’d only take a few minutes to get hard again, but I need to feel her wrapped around menow.
Madison’s muscles slacken and her legs fall open, freeing my head from the cushioned prison of her thighs. I draw back andlick my lips, cleaning up every drop of her cum before settling between her spread legs.
“You ready, baby?” I swipe the swollen head between her soaked folds. I get myself nice and wet before I line up the tip outside of her entrance. Madison leans her head to the side, giving me better access to her throat as I trail wet kisses over her soft skin. She sucks in a sharp breath and tenses as I ease the pierced crown into her tight hole.
“Breathe for me, doll,” I murmur into her ear. “That’s my girl. Keep relaxing for me.” I kiss over her neck and find the spot that makes her mewl for me. Madison arches her back, pushing her breasts flat against my chest. I groan as she scratches her nails down my back as I squeeze more of my cock inside her tight heat.
There it is.
I lick and suck the spot, taking my time until she melts beneath me.
“Ryder, please,” she whines.
“God, sis, I love how needy you are for me.” I grab the backsides of her legs and shove them until her knees almost touch her shoulders. I draw back from her neck to meet her gaze. She must see what I plan to do next, because fear creeps into her eyes right before I slam the rest of the way inside her.
“Fuck, fuck,fuck,” I whimper. Her inner walls clamp around me, strangling me worse than the condom did.
Madison throws her head back and screams—and not in the way I love. She struggles against me, as if she’s trying to get me off of her. I freeze, my heart lurching into my throat and panic seizing my muscles. Tears swim in her eyes, and her cries shrink to small whimpers the longer I hold still.
I know I’m thick, but I’ve never gotten this type of reaction before.
“Baby?” I whisper.
She covers her face with her hands, muffling her cries as though she fears they’ll offend me.
I move to my knees and drop my gaze to where we’re joined, as if it’ll answer my concerns. Madison whimpers from the slight movement, her thighs clenching around my waist. I shift my gaze back to her face and tilt my head.
