Boss Me (Private Listing #3)

“We need to get cleaned up for dinner.” I pull out of her and lower her to her feet.

She grabs a sponge and the soap I prefer. “What’s going on?”

I do the same with her body wash and drag the soap over her breasts. Her nipples tighten for me, and her breasts grow fuller, making me want to claim her as mine again and again until I can feel it in my soul.

She clears her throat to get my attention.

I take a breath. “My mother called.”

She stops. Sponge against my chest, mouth open like she’s frozen. I pinch her ass, and she smashes the sponge on me.

“That”—looking somewhat horrified, she points to the play room—“was because of your mother?”

I cough to cover up my laugh. “That was in response to my mother’s demands.”

“She wanted you to fuck me?” She arches an eyebrow and I chuckle.

“She wanted me to be reasonable and break off our engagement,” I admit. I won’t use the exact terms my mother did, but that’s the end result she wants.

Madison holds up her hand with the ring that is so perfect on her finger. Every time I catch sight of it there, I want to hold her against the wall and fuck her until she screams my name.

“Why don’t you?” Her voice is soft as she looks up through her wet lashes. “We aren’t really engaged. I get that you used it to make your ex jealous, but you succeeded. So why get all tangled up and make your life harder than it has to be?”

I crowd her into the wall as her eyes widen. “I enjoy being all tangled up with you.”

Her eyes soften. Brushing a strand of her hair out of her face, I stroke my fingers down her neck.

“We don’t need to be engaged to do what we’re doing, Coop.”

How do I explain this to her when I barely understand it myself? My hard cock presses against her stomach as I lean into her.

“I like staking my claim on you,” I admit. “I like seeing you wear my ring like it’s the most natural thing. I love watching you fuck my best friends, knowing that I’m the one who gets to say you’re mine to the world. But that I choose to share you with them.”

Her hands grab my shoulders as she arches her eyebrow at that. “You choose?”

I reach down and lift her by her thighs, spreading her open. “I choose to defile this body with them. To do nasty things to you and make you scream in pleasure. To know my cum is dripping down your thighs after I satisfy you.”

My cock lines up with her cunt. Her hands dive into my hair, grabbing it by the handful as I thrust inside her.

“Coop,” she cries out.

“I don’t want to stop playing with you, goddess.” I slowly slide out of her until just my tip is inside and thrust back in. She whimpers and tugs on my hair. “I want to fuck you all the time, even when you’re bleeding. I wanted to fuck away your cramps, but I knew we needed to talk about it when you weren’t in pain.”

She smiles. “I would have hit you if you suggested that. My pussy was sore from taking all of you the night before.”

“I know, but is it sore now?” I fuck her slowly, in and out. Watching her eyes and the ecstasy playing out on her face. She lets out little needy noises that make me want to go slow forever, but we need to get out to dinner before the guys come looking for us.

“Not sore now,” she whispers and brings my mouth crashing down on hers. Her hips thrust with mine until we’re moving as one again.

She breaks off the kiss as she moans, coming all over my cock, drenching me in her cum.

Fuck, I love this woman.

The words flow through my brain, but quickly go away as I spill my release inside her, claiming her as my own. Fuck what anyone else thinks. If I can keep that ring on Madison forever, I will. Even if it means I have to marry her to achieve it.

Noah

Coop and Madison come out of the play room in towels. Blushing, Madison rushes off to her room while Coop strolls to his door. I caught the tail end of his move to take Madison off on his own. Blake followed, so I stayed out here.