Page 23 of Something to Believe In
He stepped closer to her and pulled her close to his body. "Listen, can we each promise that we never air our dirty laundry in front of our band members? And certainly not on social fucking media. We keep it to ourselves and work on it privately."
She swallowed again and took a deep breath. "I'd like that. And I agree to that."
"Perfect." He kissed her forehead. "What else?"
She stepped to the sofa and ran her forefinger across the top of the box still sitting where she'd left it. Then she looked into his eyes. "What happens if we break up? How will we continue to work together?"
"Like we always have. Like we've done up till now."
She inhaled. "You know that's not going to work. It never does or seldom does."
"Then we’d better make it work." He waved his hand back and forth between them. "By that I mean, we had better make us work."
The music thumped from downstairs, and he shook his head. "How do you live like this?"
Mads shrugged. "I'll go ask her to turn it down."
She turned and stepped through the door. He walked to the top of the stairs to listen. If that woman gave Mads any trouble, he'd fly down there in a heartbeat.
He heard Maddyn knock on the door. The door opened. "Oh, hi!"
Maddyn's voice was gentle. "Hi, can you please turn the music down? It's hard to have a conversation up in my apartment with the volume so high."
"Oh, sorry. I was vacuuming and wanted to hear this song."
"I understand loving a song. But I'd appreciate it if I could talk to my friend."
"Okay."
The door closed, and Maddyn's feet sounded on the steps. He waited for her, leaning against the wall, his arms crossed. She smiled as she neared him. "She's lying. She isn't vacuuming, and she wasn't before. We'd have heard that."
Maddyn nodded and frowned. "I know."
He pushed himself off the wall and waited for her to pass by him. He gave her sexy ass a pat as she passed, then he followed her back into her apartment and closed the door.
Maddyn stopped and turned to him. "Now, where were we?"
"We had just decided to never break up. I think you also promised to take your clothes off."
She laughed. "I did not."
He chuckled and stared into her eyes. She was a beauty. Her soft, wavy, dark hair framed her face. Her light green eyes were in such contrast to her hair, they were the first thing a person would see when she walked into the room. She played them up with light makeup, nothing too drastic, just enough. Actually, everything about Maddyn was enough.
He smiled, then leaned in and kissed her lips. Her arms immediately swooped around his shoulders, and he pulled her firmly to his body, already growing thick and hard with little provocation. His hands roamed down her ass, squeezing and molding her flesh against his hands. He pulled her ass firmly toward him, and his cock roared to life.
She moaned as he rocked into her, eager to have their clothing off. This time, they'd be freer to explore each other; he wanted to touch her everywhere. All the places he'd dreamed about. There wasn't an inch of flesh he didn't want his hands to feel.
Her hands reached between them and began unbuttoning his jeans. He gave her the space she needed, but his lips continued to taste hers.
She pushed his jeans down his hips, then pushed his briefs down too. He unbuttoned her jeans and shimmied them down her hips. His hands steadied her as she stepped out of them. Then he enjoyed the feel of her body as his fingers roamed up her legs, cupping her ass, molding and squeezing as he pulled her into his thickness.
He managed to step out of his jeans. Mads lifted her left leg and wrapped it around his backside. He lifted her other leg and wrapped his arms around her as she straddled him. Had he thought about this very scenario before? That would be a hell-fucking-yes. He turned his body and leaned Mads against the back of the sofa. She tilted her hips, and the head of his cock found her entrance. He looked into her eyes and saw the passion there. Her green irises were small slivers of color; her pupils were dilated. The look was sexy. She smiled softly, her hands tightened around his shoulders, and he slowly lowered her body onto his cock.
"This is what heaven must feel like," he growled.
"I hope so," she whispered between kisses.
He pulled out and pushed back into her body, and each time, the feeling grew more intense. She huffed his name between breaths as they exerted themselves. Her hips met his thrust for thrust. Their skin grew warm, the music from downstairs blared once more, but this time he used the beat to his advantage. Every beat of the drum, he pushed into Maddyn. She eagerly moved to the rhythm. Her hips worked with his, her body stiffened, and she cried out his name. He stared at her beautiful face. His balls tightened up painfully as his orgasm rushed forward. He groaned as he came, his hips jerked as his orgasm spilled into her. Leaning his forehead against hers, he tried to slow his breathing. Both of their bodies relaxed, and he reluctantly set her feet on the ground, as their bodies separated.
