Page 40 of Between Secrets and Obsession
“That was one time! We didn’t know you’d be home,” she defends, which causes me to snort.
“That’s no excuse! I didn’t know we needed house rules for no sex in the kitchen.”
“Who’s having sex in the kitchen?” Mason asks, and we both turn and see confusion written all over his face.
“Maddie,” Sophie confirms. “Well, no. She’s not having sex in there. I don’t think so anyway.”
My blood boils at the thought of Maddie with a man. I turned her down years ago and have balked at every advance since—minus the birthday night kiss—but that doesn’t mean I want any other guy’s hands on her.
“Oh my God, this is heaven,” Maddie moans again, and my control snaps.
I barge into the kitchen and find her sitting on the island. Her back is to me, and her head is rolling on her shoulders. I can’t see in front of her, but at this angle, someone honestly could be kneeling between her legs.
“What the fuck, Maddie?” I growl loudly, causing her to jump.
Sophie and Mason walk in behind me.
Maddie spins around with a spoon in her mouth. Drawing her brows together at my stance, she looks at us.
“What?” she asks.
“Care to explain why you’re in here making sex noises?”
She hops off the counter, then walks around it, and that’s when I see a pint of ice cream in her hand. “I wasn’t.” She pinches her lips. “Wait…was I? I wouldn’t know what my sex noises would be. Any guesses, Liam?”
My fingers curl into a fist. She’s testing my goddamn restraint.
We have a silent conversation as I shoot daggers at her, annoyed she finds any opportunity to rub my face in what we almost did.
Before I can respond, Sophie pushes around me and closes the gap between her and Maddie, stealing the carton. “Are you seriously having an ice cream-gasm?” Sophie teases. “We all thought you were in here getting lucky.”
“Oreo mint chocolate,” Maddie says, then shrugs. “Couldn’t help it.” She finds my gaze, and her lips tilt up, knowing her moans made me flustered and pissed off.
“Were you jealous, Hulk? Worried someone was in here fucking my brains out?” she taunts, which infuriates me even more.
I roll my eyes, not allowing her to see how much she affects me.
“Maddie!” Sophie scolds, flicking her arm. “Considering I just picked you up from school, I knew there wasn’t a guy in here with you. But I thought you were pleasuring yourself or something.” She giggles.
At the mention of Maddie getting herself off, my cock hardens, and I know I need to get the hell out of here.
“I’m leaving. This conversation got weird,” Mason says, walking to the fridge and grabbing two beers.
He hands me one, and I nod at Maddie. “Same. Enjoy your dessert.”
“Thanks, Liam,” Maddie says, overly sweet. “Don’t worry, I definitely will.”
“And keep it down. Jesus.” Mason shakes his head as we walk out together.
We sit on the couch, and he flicks through the TV channels before settling on something. After he drinks half his bottle, he asks, “So how’d the job go? Any trouble?”
“Nothing I couldn’t handle. Guy had a record from burglary, to DUIs, to domestic abuse, and has a drug problem.”
“Oh shit,” he mutters. “Lemme guess, he tried to run?”
I smirk. “Yep. Didn’t get far, though, with the alcohol and meth in his system. The ride back was enjoyable. I played Billie Eilish for the entire three hours.”
“What’s wrong with Billie Eilish?” Maddie interrupts, sauntering into the living room. Her dance clothes leave nothing to the imagination. “I love her.”
