Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 96850 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 323(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96850 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 323(@300wpm)
She’d waited so long. Too long.
This was what her breaking point looked like too.
When she reached Madden, she took her keys off the console, plus her phone, saying nothing as he opened the door and followed her out into the hallway. She locked the door behind them, paused to make sure she didn’t hear any little footsteps, then moved toward the stairwell, followed by Madden. Something about him walking behind her, not saying a word, his energy raw and restless, was such a turn-on she could barely walk a straight line. At the glass front door of the building exit, she turned the handle, walking out into the light rain, the droplets doing nothing to cool the fever of her skin.
She’d only taken a few steps into the parking lot when Madden snagged her wrist from behind. “I’m parked on the other side.”
“Okay.”
Wild, absolutely wild, that they’d stopped their frantic makeout session a full five minutes earlier, but they might as well still be trapped in the midst of that frenetic kiss. One glance at Madden’s reckless eyes and Eve could see it was like that for both of them. Seconds later, she was proven right when they turned the corner that made up the edge of the building, entering the far end of the parking lot.
Much like the parking lot of the club, pine trees lined the far end, behind them stood the building. The lights of some residences were on, some off. Only a few cars were parked on this side, because it was farthest from the entrance, but there was a rear driveway often used to enter the lot. It wasn’t unreasonable to think someone could pull into the dark parking area while they reached for each other in the shadows of the building, but that didn’t stop them. With the crickets chirping around them and soft rain blowing on the wind, Madden backed Eve against the side of the brick building, demanding consent from her mouth from above and she freely gave it, letting him in. Letting him take.
Begging him for what they both needed.
Or what she assumed she needed, anyway. A frantic quickie wouldn’t be the drug of choice for most virgins, but she’d been exploring her body long enough to know what it wanted, what it could stand. That she probably hadn’t been a virgin in the technical sense for a long time and, god, desperate, sweaty, rough . . . those were the facets of her fantasies that brought her to the brink.
“Hard and fast,” she exhaled between sweeps of his tongue.
“You don’t need to remind me what we decided,” he rasped, his possessive hands finding her backside beneath her skirt, kneading her cheeks while looking her in the eye. “Are you on anything or do we need a condom?”
There was trust here. They didn’t need to give details. “We don’t need anything.”
Lust rippled across his features, leaving them slack and starved. “Praise fuck. I just want to feel every part of you,” he breathed, his right hand sneaking around her hip and coming up between her thighs, feeling and testing the juncture of her thighs like he owned her flesh. “Are these panties built in?”
“Yes.”
He tore the swath of fabric with a determined twist of his fist. “Been wanting to do that all fucking day.”
Before Eve could catch her breath from the panty rip heard around the Northeast, she was pinned between Madden and the building. Being around this man growing up, she had been too young to know what sensuality looked like, but she’d never miss the signs again. Not with this man. Madden was predatory in a way that was all green flags, because she encouraged it, and he pounced on whatever she offered, her mouth, her neck, the V of her thighs when she wrapped her legs around his hips and he surged between, exhaling a curse while he humped her into the brick once, twice.
“Hard and fast,” he whispered in her ear. “Are you sure, love?”
“I’m probably going to die if you don’t.”
“Next time, nothing short of an act of God is keeping me from licking your pussy. Do you understand me, Eve?”
This was unbelievable. She could actually feel the gathering of her own wetness and he wanted to ask important questions? “Please. I don’t know. Please.”
Keeping their foreheads pressed, eyes locked, Madden reached between them and unzipped his jeans, blocking a grunt with his teeth when he brought his shaft out in a fist and drew the head slowly, so slowly through her wet flesh. “You have to be our lookout, love,” he said, raking his mouth side to side over the top of hers without kissing it, like she whimpered for him to do. “I’m going to be too distracted with pounding you to know if anyone is coming.”