His voice is sexy and deep and my pussy clenches at the sound of it and the way his breath is tickling my ear.

“Madison,” I say, barely recognizing the breathy sound of my own voice.

His thumb slides along my neck where he’s still keeping a tight grip on me, making me bite back a groan. “How old are you, Madison?”

“Eighteen.” This time I can’t stop from moaning when his fingers tighten on my hip, pulling me closer so I can feel the very large, very hard cock pressing into my stomach.

“Good.” He lets out a soft laugh that sends a shiver of excitement through my body....