Chapter 31

"Zach, I - " Maddie struggled to regain some semblance of intelligence.
"Ssh, it's all right," he crooned, as he unzipped her jeans and slid them down her legs along with the plain cotton panties she'd put on that morning.
She had a brief, insane thought that she should have worn more glamorous underwear and then nearly laughed hysterically because this was the last thing she'd planned. Someone definitely had scrambled her brains.
When she was naked before him, he spread her legs, bending them so her feet were planted on the bed and looked and looked and looked at her, as if memorizing every inch of her from her breasts to her weeping vagina. His hand swept softly over the thatch of curls on her mound and one finger whispered the length of her slit.
"Beautiful." His tone was almost reverent. "God, Maddie, you're even more beautiful than I remembered. I could eat you up with a spoon."
In seconds he had his own clothes off and tossed to the side. He hitched her up on the bed and knelt between her thighs, dusting kisses on her face, then sweeping his tongue along the line of her jaw. Teeth nibbled at one earlobe and the tip of his tongue traced the shell with a touch so light it made her shiver.
He paid careful attention to every inch of her, nipping the underside of her jaw and feathering kisses along the column of her neck. When he reached the hollow of her throat where her pulse was beating nearly out of her body, he placed a gentle, sucking kiss on the spot. Branding her, she thought wildly, remembering how he always used to say anyone seeing his mark there would know she was his.
With his hands braced on either side of her, he let his lips travel over the upper swell of her breasts and between the valley before his mouth settled on one aching nipple. His tongue swirled around the pebbled tip and his mouth pulled at it, creating a demanding ache in her breasts. She wanted his hands on them, cupping them, surrounding them but he only teased her with his tongue until her nipples hardened to the point of sweet, brilliant pain.
She threaded her fingers through his hair and tried to pull him up to her, wanted him to slide into her but he was taking his time. His very slow time.
He lifted his head and looked at her with eyes darkened almost to black. "I've waited so long for this, Maddie. Don't rush me. I don't want to miss a thing. Like this tiny mole beneath your left breast." He licked it with his tongue. "And the way your breathing hitches when I do this." His mouth trailed a liquid path down to her navel, his tongue swirling in the indentation like the brush of a feather.
He slid his mouth lower, tracing a line with his tongue at the top of her curls covering her mound.
Inside, she wanted to shout. I want you inside me.
But still he took his time, his tongue tracing the crease where thigh and hip were joined, then probing through the soft curls to the place where her clit throbbed behind its protective hood. The moment his mouth closed over it a flood of sensations washed through her. Her skin felt too hot and too tight, as if there wasn't enough of it to cover her body. As he sucked and nibbled on the throbbing knot, within her cunt he felt the flesh quiver as it demanded attention. He hadn't forgotten anything in all this time. He still found every one of those secret places that stirred her blood, made her body an inferno of need. Need for him.
Zach drew her legs over his shoulders, resting her ankles there, his fingers dancing from ankle to thigh, lighting every nerve beneath the surface. When at last he slid one long, lean finger inside her she was so close to the edge that the single touch tipped her past the flash point and she convulsed, the slickness of her fluid spilling into his hand.
But he was only beginning. As she struggled to catch her breath, he bent his head and licked the cream from his hand, then slid his tongue into her cunt, fluttering it like butterfly wings, driving her to yet another peak. She heard a low, guttural moan and realized with a shock it was coming from her as she pushed her hips up to him, silently urging him to give her more. Take her higher.
He lapped at the folds of flesh, fingers stroking the swollen labia, tongue licking every bit of juice that poured from her. His thumb found her clit, so sensitive now, and rubbed it lightly. Her inner muscles gripped his tongue, trying to pull it further inside her as but he drew out the sensations, pushing her higher but keeping her suspended with release just beyond her reach.
She pulled at his hair, tugged at him, squeezed her thighs against his head as she silently pleaded with him to give her the release she needed so badly. At the moment she was sure she'd lose her mind, she felt him shift, heard a drawer slide open and closed and the sound of tinfoil being ripped.
"Please," she begged.
"Yes," he hissed. "Now."
His sheathed cock nudged at the entrance to her cunt, his fingers holding her flesh open for his intrusion. She was tight but so slick she felt him slide in easily. And then he was there and all the years disappeared. They were joined as they had been so many times, his thick shaft filling her pussy as if they were two halves of the same whole.
His hands cradled her head as he stroked in and out of her, their bodies still so attuned after all this time that they moved in perfect rhythm.
"Maddie, Maddie, Maddie," he crooned, his voice thick with desire and emotion. "See how good this is? See how we fit together? Come with me, Maddie. Come with me now."
He rolled his hips and thrust heavily and the orgasm rushed over both of them, lifting and tossing them like a giant wind, convulsions rippling through them as they came and came and came. Within the thin latex Maddie could feel his cock pulsing against her flesh and she gripped him with her inner muscles, milking every last drop from him.
A stillness came over them as they collapsed against each other, slick flesh against slick flesh, lungs laboring for air, hearts thundering like stallions racing across hard-packed earth.
After what seemed like a long time Zach slid out and disposed of the condom in the wastebasket beside the bed. Then he pulled Maddie against him and cradled her against his chest, stroking her back, his lips against her cheek.
With a tremendous effort she opened her eyes and made herself look at him.
"Zach?" Engulfed by total lassitude, she could barely speak. "What just happened here?"