Book 1: Maddox Makes Her Come

Isla

I don’t need one in this gown.

When he sees that, he gasps, and immediately his fingers move to my nipple, which is already hard just from his presence.

But he has a way of making it even harder as he tugs and works it, rubbing it between his expert fingers. I groan and lean back, feeling that ache between my legs grow.

Maddox slides my other arm out of the strap, and my slinky gown falls to the ground, pooling around my sandals. I work my feet out of them as his other hand begins to work my breast. I press myself into him, my eyes closed so I can savor every sensation.

He’s hard. I can feel his massive erection against my back. I can’t help but rub against him. I want him to feel as good as I do, better even.

A grunt reverberates in his throat. I turn my head, and his lips encapsulate mine, his tongue snaking around mine. One hand slides down my stomach, and when he touches my wet panties, I suck in a deep breath and spread