Total pages in book: 113
Estimated words: 107115 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 536(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 357(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107115 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 536(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 357(@300wpm)
But after that, what? Madison didn’t want to think about it.
“Make it quick,” Matt said. “Before we go, we need to talk.”
Those words detonated more dread in her belly. Was he backing out? Had he decided that she couldn’t function in public around him, so they’d all be better off if he wasn’t there? Or just that he didn’t need her problems?
No. That was her insecurity talking, and she tried not to give into it. “Okay.”
After tossing on an overlong T-shirt that smelled like Matt, she gathered her clothes and the few other necessities she’d cobbled together from Jack’s deliveries. When she looked up, Matt had already gathered his possessions. He was emptying the last of the food from the refrigerator into the cooler and chucking ice on top when he scanned her from head to toe. “Done?”
Almost afraid to voice the truth, as if that would make leaving here more real, she simply nodded.
“Good.” He headed toward her, grabbed her hand, then dragged her to the bedroom. “Anything left to pack before Jack arrives?”
“No.”
“Take off the shirt.”
The command surprised her. “Now? Won’t he be here—”
“Soon. So why would I wait until later to touch you? Take off the fucking shirt.”
Her foreboding mixed with desire, leaving her aching and confused. But no one except Matt could make it better.
When she complied, he exhaled, his shoulders relaxing, as if he’d worried she wouldn’t offer him her body. As if she could resist him.
“Good girl,” he praised as she dropped the cotton to the floor and stood completely naked in front of him. “Are you still wet for me?”
“Yes.”
“Do you still want me?”
“Yes.”
“Then lie back on the bed and spread your legs.” He shucked his pants, reached for a condom, and rolled it down his steely length. “Madison?”
His question pulled her from her breathless perusal. She scrambled to obey, tossing herself across the mattress, arms and legs wide, and welcoming him.
Matt stared down her body, his gray eyes darkening like a storm as he planted his knee on the bed and hovered over her before sinking to his elbows and taking her hips in hand.
“I always want you,” she whispered. “I always have.”
With a groan, he planted himself between her thighs and surged deep in one ruthless stroke. “I’ve always wanted you, too. I’m always going to want you. You’re mine—during Pershing’s next term and beyond.”
“Matt!” She drank in his words, refusing to worry that he would change his mind like all the men in her past or that fate would allow Todd to break them apart. She gave herself over to the fairytale belief that since her heart had made the wish that she’d always be Matt’s, she would.
But Madison had lived in the real world long enough to know better.
Together, they moved, their hearts beating as one while they tried to outrun the bitter fear that they had no tomorrow. That tonight would be the last time they could share their unspoken devotion.
Beneath him, she rocked, meeting every fevered sweep of his tongue and every insistent thrust of his cock. She threw her arms around him, softened under him, and gave all of herself to him.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
She didn’t say the words aloud. No idea if he felt the same, and now wasn’t the time to find out.
Matt’s thrusts picked up strength and speed. His fingers bit as he lifted her to meet each downward stroke. “Look at me.”
Madison couldn’t look anywhere else. “I’m here.”
“Tell me you’re mine,” he ground out between every pistoning surge of his hips that left her full and breathless and so near climax.
“I’m yours!”
“Prove it. Come. Give me your pleasure. Don’t hold back.”
As if she could with his growl sensitizing her body and his cock driving her closer to the edge.
“Come with me?” she pleaded.
“Fuck yes. Now!”
She swept aside her barriers and gave herself to Matt completely, in a way she’d never given herself to any man. With her arms wide open, she felt him occupy her soul and warm her heart. In return, he made her feel beautiful, desired, and truly loved by a man for the first time in her life. Pleasure shimmered through her body. Happiness spilled into a single golden moment where she only knew Matt, ecstasy, and the unspoken love flowing between them.
Then he slowed, finally stopping, but he remained deep inside her, his heart beating against hers. Brushing damp hair from her temple, he met her stare. The bliss slowly faded from his expression. Something grim took its place.
“Don’t,” Madison begged, despite knowing it wasn’t effective or rational.
He sighed. “I’d rather not, but reality is here. We can’t avoid it.”
Tears pricked her eyes and rolled from the corners. “I know. I’m scared.”
“Try not to be. I’m here, honey. I won’t let anything happen to you. I’d die first.”