Page 27 of Maddox
Immediately the sharp pain in my bladder eases and I drop my head. That was close.
After wiping, I stand and pull up my pants before washing my hands. My red ringed eyes stare back at me from the mirror, and I shake my head.
I’m lucky nothing happened but getting high with someone I barely know and don’t trust was beyond stupid.
When I reach for the towel on the rack, the door swings open and a deep, male voice, growls, “Fuck, Dray. How long are you gonna be? I gotta piss.”
Turning, I take in the long expanse of bare chest practically in my face and freeze.
What was once a delicious fantasy has become real life fodder for my dreams.
Warm, dusky skin.
Tattoos covering every inch of his pectorals ending at his happy trail leading to baggy sports shorts that do nothing to conceal his hips.
Who knew hip bones were sexy?
“Ahem.” Maddox clears his throat, and I whip my head up, my cheeks, of course, blazing.
His yummy lips curl into another devastating smirk and I mentally sigh.
Everything about this man screams sexy, right down to that fucking dimple in his cheek and I’m not prepared to resist the thrall he casts over me so easily.
“You done?” he rasps, raising a brow and I nod dumbly before sliding past him.
When he steps to the side, I fight a kernel of disappointment because I was so close to feeling that glorious skin.
“Princess?” Maddox rasps and I look up into his deep, dark stare.
“Maybe just a taste, hm?” he hums before wrapping his fingers around my neck and pulling me in.
My skin warms when his breath puffs against my cheek before his lips pull into his signature sexy smirk and he flicks his tongue out, swiping it across my bottom lip.
This is followed by a gentle nip that inspires me to open my mouth on a sigh.
With bold sweeps of his tongue, he lashes my mouth, the warm caress sending a rush of tingles to my core.
I wrap my fingers around his bicep when he grabs my hip and he pulls me in, those devilish fingers sliding down to my ass.
His chest brushes mine causing my nipples to form hard peeks and I stifle a gasp when his erection touches my stomach.
Looking up, I meet his glittering stare and goosebumps cascade along my skin as I arch against him.
With a groan, he grabs my waist, and I feel a little thrill that fades to confusion when the dog barks from down the hall.
My veins thrum with need and I shiver at the loss when he pulls away, humming, “So fucking sweet.”
After that, he touches a lock of my hair before gently pushing me away.
Dazed, I stumble back to Draven’s room, ignoring the impulse to look back until he says, “Sweet dreams, princess.”
He's already in the bathroom when I turn. Rolling my eyes to the ceiling, I creep back into Draven’s room and collapse to the mattress where I proceed to dream of touching those beautiful tattoos while his skin moves against mine.
If a single kiss has me on the edge, I can’t help but wonder what it would be like to go all the way with him.
Maddox
The instant I did it, I regretted giving in to Draven because it meant I had to come back to make sure she wasn’t alone. With everything going on the last thing I wanted to do was babysit my little sister but despite her bitchy attitude, I see the frustration and unhappiness behind her eyes.
