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“You want me,” she breathed, the words twisting like an insult. “And you can’t handle it.”
Saff went completely still beneath her touch.
Maddie’s heart pounded in her chest, but it wasn’t the only thing that pulsated as Saff’s hips remained pressed tightly against her.
Even through the last bit of remaining hatred, that maybe had never even been hatred to begin with, every fiber of her body screamed for Saff.
It wanted everything. Her heart, her mind, her body. Every bit of it.
And she wasn’t like Saff. She couldn’t push those feelings down.
“And I want you,” she whispered, her voice losing the cocky teasing tone and instead coming out fragile—pleading. And even then, she couldn’t bring herself to care.
She ran her hand around the back of Saff’s neck, releasing a breath that suddenly felt suffocating. “I want—you.”
The moment the words left her mouth, Saff’s lips—no, her entire body—crashed against her.
Just feeling Saff’s lips on hers again gave her a release that almost pulled a moan from her lips.
The memories of their kiss hadn’t done it justice. It was so much better—so muchmorethan her brain could possibly replay.
Saff’s hands grasped her bare sides, pressing their bodies together as her tongue slid into her mouth.
Maddie clawed at her shirt, desperate to feel everything she’d yearned for since the night of their kiss.
Saff’s hands hooked around the back of her thighs, lifting her into the air in one fluid movement, and Maddie immediately wrapped her legs around her waist.
She heard the door slam shut just a moment before Saff spun them, pressing her up against it.
Maddie choked out a breath, hooking her injured arm around Saff’s shoulders. And the second she did, Saff’s lips left hers, trailing down her neck in a way that sent bolts of pleasure down into her spread legs.
She breathed out a moan, and Saff’s body instantly tightened against her.
She moaned again, and Saff’s hips jutted forward against her in reward.
Every touch, every sound, every movement, was like some deep, yearning addiction. And now, she wondered how she would ever be able to stop.
Saff’s lips found hers again, and although it was rushed and primal, as if she’d lost all sense of the deep control she always had, it was also soft. Like her lips were speaking the silent words that she wouldn’t—or couldn’t—say aloud.
And Maddie needed more. She needed to feel every detail of how Saff’s body wanted her.
She let go of her shirt, moving her hand past the back of her own thigh until her fingers grasped the front of Saff’s pants.
Then she paused, her breathing ragged as Saff nipped at her neck.
“Let me feel you,” she rasped.
Saff’s mouth left her neck then, resting against her forehead. Then she felt her give one quick nod before meeting her lips once more in a deep kiss.
Maddie immediately slid her hand down past her waistband. And the whimper that pulled from Saff’s throat as her fingers glided through her already soaking wet folds was enough to almost finish her right there and then.
Maddie bit Saff’s lip as she lost control, working desperately to keep her body from an early release.
The touch was utterly intoxicating. A sweet symphony that drowned out every doubt and fear that had plagued her mind. As if nothing else could ever matter as long as she was in her arms.
Her drenched fingers glided back and forth as Saff’s breathing turned ragged.
She inched her fingers back a fraction, forcing Saff to thrust her hips forward into her to keep the contact.
