Chapter 276 276

Chapter 276 276
TARA

“No. I don’t need one.” I grinned back. “I know how these nights end.”
“I fucking love it when you’re ready for me.” His grin faded as he growled.
“It’s gonna be messy.” I covered his ass with the towel. No matter how much I was aware we were safe, and it was dark, I still didn’t want the picture of his ass to be all over the internet for the whole world to see. This ass was mine alone.
“I don’t care.” He kissed me back with the same intensity, his mouth exploring, tongue dueling with mine, while taking his time to run his hand slowly down to my flat tummy and spread my thighs open with his hips.
As I tangled my fingers into his hair, I rocked my hips against his length, teasing me in the right place, making me wet and aching. 
He stroked me slowly with the head of his cock, building the tension until I writhed beneath him, begging with need.
“Mad, please?” 
With a groan, he guided his shaft inside my slick heat, thrusting deep inside me, filling me completely. 
“Agh. You feel so fucking good.” He then started to move. His gaze locked with mine, so hot, drowning with desire.
“Take me hard.” I dug my fingers into his scalp, breathing through the delicious friction. 
He gave me what I wanted, thrusting deep and hard in slow strokes that had me moaning. I grew even wetter, slicker around him. 
The pressure began to build with each thrust, with nerves singing with heightened sensitivity, sending waves of pleasure crashing through me. 
“God.” My breath came in short gasps as I ground my hips against him, throwing my head back. “Is it always like this, everything?”
“Are you complaining?” He stared at me.
“Do I sound complaining? It’s a compliment, Mad.”
“I share your feelings.” His expression darkened with desire as he watched me, vein popping on his forehead. “You feel incredible and so fucking beautiful.” 
“I’m close.” I moaned, gripping his firm ass, pushing harder into me as I ground into him.
“Come for me, Tara.” With a growl, he snapped his hips, thrusting harder into me, his pace increasing. 
“Yes. God, Mad.” I whispered, my voice rasping as pleasure coiled inside me. I arched my back, meeting his thrusts with my inner walls clenching around him. 
I bit my lower lip to keep myself from screaming as my orgasm crashed over me in waves so intense and overwhelming— it stole my breath away, making me see stars behind my eyelids.
“Tara.” Mad groaned— the sound raw from deep within his chest, his control snapping. As his body tensed, his hips rocked, locking his cock deeper inside me, twitching, jerking his release. “Mine.”



I woke up in Mad’s arms, carried up on his private jet. 
Yawning, I murmured, “Where are we going?”
“Shush. Sleep, my love.”
I didn’t bother insisting. After he fucked me on the shore, he fucked me again in the shower and gave me another orgasm in bed with his fingers. I say, I was exhausted, in a very good way.
As he lay me on the divan, securing the seatbelt around me, I felt a kiss on my forehead before I went back to slumber. 
Smiling, I stretched out like a cat into a plush, cloud-like bed. I felt soreness in every inch of my body, especially between my thighs.
The scent of fresh lavender mingled with a fresh-brewed coffee coming from the whisper of the lavish draperies dancing in the breeze. 
I cracked my eyes open to my stomach growling. The first thing I noticed was the rich texture of the natural stone walls. It evoked the neutral, soft-toned furnishing of a vintage-style dark metal chandelier. The small stone fireplace had mastered an opulent, luxurious comfort with sophisticated elegance— a perfect nod to la dolce vita in Italy.
My interior enthusiasm cut short when something tickled between my thighs, making me gasp, and then it was gone. I jolted to sit on the bed with my heart pounding in my chest. 
I peeked under the blanket and realized I was already in my pajamas. And there you go again. This time, the vibration intensified. 
I bit my bottom lip to keep myself from moaning, pressing my thighs together. 
The vibration stopped, allowing me to catch my breath. 
“How does it feel?” 
I gasped at Mad’s voice. I looked at him standing there, leaning against the wall next to the door with his strong arms folded over his chest, eyes flickering with lust and humor. So he’d been there watching me sleep and squirm.
“You put a vibrator inside me without my consent?” I was more amused than upset.
His heated gaze crackled. “It’s a panty type, and it’s not inside you.”
I pressed my thighs together, and I barely felt it. Staring at him in amazement, I admitted. “I like it.”
“Good.” He turned it on again. With the same speed, I lay back down as he joined me in bed, leaning over to kiss my lips. “Don’t take it off, or I will bend you on my knee and spank your ass till raw.”
I pulled him so that he could come on top of me. “Maybe I should defy you once in a while just to get spanked.”
“That’s why I’m fucking crazy over you. You enjoy everything I do for you. The next thing on the list of things we should explore is a clamp.”
“Clamp? Nipple clamps.” My eyebrows arched.
His lips smirked. “How do you know about nipple clamps, Crown Princess of Serevia?”
“Books, movies. Are you surprised, my love?”
“I’m amused. And no. I’m talking about a jingle bell clit clamp.”
I sucked in a sharp breath as the vibration increased and swallowed about the clit clamp he was talking about. I was both excited and curious to experience what it felt like to wear a clit clamp.
“What do you mean by a jingle bell?”
“Don’t worry. Yours are diamonds. So it won’t make any sound.” He grinned, turning off the vibrator.
“Wow.”
“I can’t wait to put your diamond clit clamp on you. I know you’d love it.”
I rolled my eyes. “I haven’t said yes.”
“But you will because you love me, and I can see it in your eyes how curious you are to experience it. “I love you, baby.”
“I love you more.” Tears slipped down my cheeks. My heart swelled with so much happiness that my chest could burst. 
“God, I love you, my Juliet.” He pressed a kiss on the lips. 
“Unlike them, we have a happy ending, Romeo.” I closed my eyes as he kissed my forehead.
“I told you so, baby.”