“You’re lucky I’m on the pill, asshole.” Maddox smirks, his fingers gripping my hips possessively as he pulls out and watches his release spill from me. His thumb drags through the mess between my thighs, pushing it back inside with slow, deliberate pressure. “Lucky?” he murmurs darkly, his gaze burning into mine. “I don’t think so. If I had my way, you wouldn’t be on the pill at all.” He leans in, his breath hot against my ear as his fingers press deeper, making sure none of it goes to waste. “I’d fill you up again and again until you were dripping with me. Until your body knew who it
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