Back Where We Belong (A Second Chances New Adult Romance) by Alana Hart, Caia Fox Page A

lie over the arm of the chair where you were so ready to
display yourself.”
    Truth is, I have to get her off
my legs or any more wriggling and I'll come in my jeans. I pick her up from my
lap and lead her gently over to the chair, unfastening her bra and pulling off
her panties so she's naked for me lying there, her face buried in the seat
cushion. She's so wet between her legs I can't help reaching out and touching
the honey there. She groans as I touch her, and she parts her thighs for me as
if inviting me in.
    “Soon,” I say. “Soon I'm going to
fuck you right here over the arm of this chair, but first your pretty little
bottom is going to feel my hand.”
    She raises her ass to me. She
wants this. She really does.
    “If it gets too much, don't say
stop, say...er Murgatroyd. That's your safe word if you want me to stop.”
    “Safe word?”
    “Doesn't matter. Just use it.”
    “Okay, I'll say Murgatroyd if I
want you to stop.”
    I spank her harder this time, now
I know she really wants it. I spank her buttocks until they are red all over
while she moans and squeals, but she doesn't say a thing. Not this time. She
knows I'll stop if she wants me to and she doesn't say anything.
    I spank her until I can't bear it
any longer. I have to take her right then. As she recovers from the last slap,
I groan and undo my jeans, fumbling for one of the condoms I have somewhere in
the pocket. They all come out, and I grab one from the floor, tear the packet
and get it on. And then I'm in her hot depths, not caring for a moment that I'm
hammering my body against her red bottom, that it must be sore. And truthfully,
she doesn't seem to care herself, not from the noises she's making, not from
the way she's raising her body to meet mine.
    “Yes,” she says. “Fuck me, Luke.
Fuck me.” And somehow it turns me on more than ever coming out of her pretty
mouth because she rarely uses words like that, and I pound her harder, ramming
her body against the upholstery with each thrust until we both come. We
collapse in a sweaty heap over the arm of the chair. I have never felt so good,
so invincible. I love Madison at that moment. I know I do. And it's not just
sex. But I don't say it.
    Then suddenly the door crashes
open against the bedroom wall.
    “You dirty little slut.” Her
mother is there, her face like blue thunder. “I heard you animals as soon as I
came in.”
    Madison lets out a cry of horror
beneath me.
    “Get off my daughter and get
out!” her mother yells at me. “And don't come back!”
    But I'm not going anywhere. I can't
leave Madison to face this alone. I get up off her and zip myself up. I don't
even have a chance to get rid of the condom from my cock. I'll have to sort
myself out later.

CHAPTER 19
MADISON
 
     
     
    Luke passes me my clothes and gives
me a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder as if to say “I'm still here.” I'm not
sure it will help. Nothing is going to help. I'm so ashamed. No, not ashamed.
I'm just embarrassed.
    I quickly sit up on the arm of
the chair and cling onto my clothes, covering up my nudity.
    And my mother is still screaming.
“How could you?” she yells. “I turn my back for one moment and you're opening
your legs to any Tom, Dick or Harry. Begging them to fuck you.”
    Oh god, she heard that.
    I wish she hadn't seen us like
this or heard that but it's too late now.
    “I told you to leave,” Mom shouts
at Luke. “I want to talk to my daughter.”
    “No. I won't leave her. Not like
this.”
    I don't say anything. I don't
know what I can say. I just want to get dressed. I drop my panties twice. My
hands are shaking. I can see Luke wants to help me. He takes a step and I give
him warning look. I don't think that would help at the moment.
    “I don't know what you see in the
little slut anyway,” Mom says to Luke. “Other than the obvious. Or maybe that is
exactly what you see in her. Planning on enjoying yourself a few times with my
whore of a daughter tonight, were