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“Shhh…” I hush her, brushing my lips against the base of her ear. “Let me apologize to you and show you how you should be treated. Like a fucking Goddess…”

A soft gasp escapes her as my fingers trail the inner part of her thighs, causing her to widen them more as I slip them down to run across the soft cotton front of her panties. The teasing motion makes her eyes close as I let the strap of her nightgown fall to reveal her erect nipple. My mouth instantly latches on it, my tongue flicking over it gently as I let my fingers slip beneath the fabric that conceals her tight cunt.

Slowly, I let my middle finger slide deep within her. My thumb brushes against her sensitive clit as her back arches and she tries to pull back. My other hand quickly grasps onto her hip, holding her in place as I move my finger faster and faster.

Every part of me wants to fuck her, right here, right now. But I can’t. Today isn’t about me getting mine. After everything I’ve put her through lately, I want to make it up to her. This moment is about me watching her come completely undone upon this counter in front of me.

About her losing total control of herself in front of me.

“Jaxson–oh my God. I can’t—” She moaned and begged, writhing against me as I brought her to the edge. A soft cry escapes her lips as her tight wet cunt tightened around my finger as she gave in to her release.

The sight of her coming was everything that I imagined it to be. The way her lips part and her eyes close as she gasps at the pleasure. Her body begging for the release only I can provide for her.

Slowly slipping my finger from inside her, I brush my thumb against her sensitive clit once more just to see the shiver run through her as her lips part once more. Her eyes filled with lust as she gazes down at me, trying to catch her breath.

“Don’t stop…”

“Believe me, I don’t want to.” I chuckle, lifting my middle finger to my mouth to lick her sweet juices from it. “Tonight wasn’t about me though… it was about you.”

Leaning forward, my lips brush against hers once more as I swipe my tongue within her mouth allowing her to taste herself before stepping back to admire the beauty that is Madison. If someone would have told me six months ago I’d be doing this, withtheMadison Carter, I would have told them they were insane.

“Good night, Madison.” I smile, lifting my wine glass off the counter to down it all at once before making my way towards the door. “I can’t wait to see you again.”

Chapter Twenty-Four: Madison

Holy shit… what the fuck?

Sleep didn’t come easy after my meeting with Jaxson after the first shoot. I hadn’t meant to get into the middle of what he was doing. But Jaxson didn’t seem to mind, which completely threw me off mentally. And to have the producer ask me to assist… I never could have imagined.

Not to mention, what he did to me last night. Holy fuck.

I’d imagined so many times when I was younger what it would be like to kiss him. Hell, to just be with him at all. Staring at my ceiling, I try to calm my flustered mind by counting how many times the fan blades go around before finally groaning and sliding out of bed.

Today’s the first day of my official role in filming with Jaxson, and I honestly don’t know how the fuck I’m going to get through it. Especiallyafter he made me come undone within my kitchen last night.Fuck, the kitchen.

The moment I step into it, I stare at the kitchen island where Jaxson had me writhing in front of him. My mind plays over the pleasure he brought me as I press my thighs together, trying to ignore the ache I have for him.

Quickly grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge, I make my way towards my ensuite bathroom, my fingers quickly turning on the shower as I try to push the thoughts of last night from my mind. I strip down and try to mentally prepare myself for the day I’m guaranteed to have.

However, the moment I step into the shower, I can’t help but want to feel him again. My fingers brush against my skin, imagining what it would be like to have him touch me again. To have his mouth upon my neck. His hands upon my thighs, his fingers…

My fingers dip between my thighs, brushing over my sensitive clit as I rub in slow circles, imagining that Jaxson is with me. That it’s him causing me the pleasure I so desperately ask for. The pleasure I so desperately need.

“Fuck—” I whisper, feeling the knot within my stomach building higher and higher until I finally come completely undone. A soft cry escapes my lips as the hot water pelts across my skin.

If this is what Jaxson can do to me just by using his fingers, I can only imagine what it will be like if there is more.

A few hours later, after much cleaning and a wonderful conversation with my mother, I eagerly await Jaxson's arrival. The producer and his team had started to arrive right after we closed up shop. Mom, less than impressed about them already being there, but thankfully the team seemed to understand my mother's methods of cleaning and preparing and chose to stay out of her way until she was finished.

“I’m heading out,” she mutters in my ear as she places a kiss on my cheek. “Don’t have too much fun tonight.”

My face tinges red at her comment. I didn’t tell her about what happened with Jaxson, but I have no doubt in my mind that she isn’t already suspicious. Especially when she asked about Jaxson and how things went last night and I all but choked on the blueberry bagel I was eating this morning.

“Oh, hello, Jaxson,” I hear her call out, muffled words exchanged as the door shut and my heart began to race. Shit… act natural.

Turning around, I come face to face with Jaxson. A small smirk upon his lips as his eyes slid over my body making my skin flush with excitement. “Madison.”

Fuck me, why does he have to look so good?

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