Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82973 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82973 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Fuck, she was already conditioned to respond to him. So naturally. So quickly. He loved it, even as he feared it.
Where do you think that kind of obsession leads?
She bit her lip. “If we don’t get down at least a few bites, the food will get cold. Then we’ll never eat. We might run out of energy.”
All true…but his body buzzed with a desire that flared every part of him to throbbing life. “Are you actually hungry, honey?”
Her eyes darkened. “Some, but…”
Not as much as she was hungry for him. Another perverted thrill jolted his body. “Same.”
Still, they had lived on water, coffee, and champagne for an entire day. His blood sugar was nil, and he was physically wiped out. He wouldn’t be able to truly merge with her again until he fueled up.
“We should probably be responsible,” she murmured, sounding less than thrilled. “It will only take a few minutes. Then we’ll be set for the rest of the night.”
“True.” But having a naked Madison so close made him burn to take off every stitch and feel her against his skin. He set the bags on the nearest surface and tugged off his shirt. “Since you said you love cheese fries, I got you some. We’ve burned so many calories, I figured the splurge wouldn’t hurt us.”
“You remembered. That’s sweet. Thank you.” But instead of reaching for her favorite junk food, she pounced on his fly.
He doffed his hat and toed off his shoes and sent her a warning stare. “Madison…”
“I just want you naked with me. That’s all.”
“If I drop these pants, we won’t eat,” he warned, but he couldn’t resist caressing her backside.
She relented, backing away with a slump of her shoulders. Matt was far more disappointed in her common sense than he should be.
Together, they climbed onto the bed and spread the food on top of the paper bags. He turned on an old comedy in the hopes he wouldn’t fixate on her naked body and forget to eat. Sure, he could retrieve the robe in the closet and cover her. But would it really help since the tie was still affixed to the headboard where he’d bound her last night? Or had that been this morning? Whatever. He didn’t want Madison covered. He refused to be deprived of the spectacular view.
Matt grabbed a couple of sodas from the minifridge. Then they dove into burgers and the fried potatoes dripping with melted cheddar and bacon bits.
Before long, they picked up the pace of their eating, as if realizing all the pleasure they wanted was mere bites away. She chomped on more of her sandwich, quickly washing the morsel down with caffeine. He inhaled his last nibble, then chased it with carbonated sugar—shit he never drank. The crazy part? He felt energized. Beyond alive. And despite the insane amount of sex they’d indulged in over the last twenty-four hours, he’d die if he didn’t get inside her in the next two minutes.
He held up the last cheese fry. “Open for me.”
Madison did automatically, without any reluctance or shyness. In fact, after their first time together, she hadn’t raised any barriers or tried to resist his control of her body in any way. Whenever and however he wanted her, she complied with sighs and screams before eventually giving him smiles. Having her in his palm was dizzying and dangerous and fucking addicting.
He loved it so much. It scared him.
Before Matt could feed her the fry, cheese dripped onto her breast. She hissed and watched it roll toward her nipple, then stared back up at him—a silent entreaty. Matt didn’t hesitate. He tossed the empty container to the ground and tumbled Madison to her back, dragging his tongue across her tits, lapping up the sauce, before he sucked her nipple into his mouth.
The taut tip was swollen. She had to be sore. “If it’s too much, I can back off.”
Somehow, he’d find the will. He hoped.
She shook her head, her glazed stare making her look lost and dazed. Without being told, she arched up to him and spread her legs wide. “No. Never do that. More…”
Fuck. Madison burned him. No matter how hard or insatiably he took her, the need always came back twice as strong.
Wordlessly, he found the new box of condoms and tore into it as she yanked down his pants, like she hadn’t touched him in months rather than hours.
After that, they didn’t talk. Tomorrow, the sun would come up, and reality would intrude. She would be expected to appear in the classroom for the final days of the school year with her pint-sized pupils, and he had a personal security firm that expected him to take on Trees’s work while the guy honeymooned with Laila. Matt could feel the clock creeping closer to the hour they had to part. A panic he didn’t understand surged. He pinned her to the bed, clutching her like he’d never let her go while he wedged himself between her thighs and drove deep without stopping and without mercy.