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Madden sat across the room at a small dining table, dressed in one of his business suits. When he met my stare, his lips curled up in a self satisfied smile. “Sleep good?”
“Like someone who had almost every ounce of life drained from her,” I countered.
That smile turned devious. “Almost every ounce, huh? Next time I’ll have to try even harder.”
Next time?
His voice continued to tease me. “If you’d like to slip into that robe I left by the bed, room service should be here any minute. Unless you’d prefer to stay that way and flash the server?” There was a hint of challenge in his eyes now, but there was no way I was up to doing anything else that adventurous. Not after last night.
I swung my legs over the bed and pulled on the silk robe. His eyes followed every movement I made but instead of making me feel self conscious, it made me bolder. I ran my hands over the front, smoothing it down over my chest. The hard peaks were clearly visible through the thin material and I heard his sharp intake of breath.
“Come here.” The tone he used last night was back and it made goose bumps spring up on my arms. My nipp**les got even harder. I stopped in front of him and he pulled me to stand between his legs. The robe parted under his fingers and his mouth was on me. Teeth grazed over the sensitive tips of my nipp**les and my head fell back. Warmth pooled between my legs.
His hand slid up the inside of my thigh and I had to lean against the table. How long before room service knocked on the door? Madden moved to the other side and bit down. I groaned through the sting of pain.
“You are one of the most responsive women I’ve known.” As if to prove his point, he moved his hand between my legs and slid two fingers inside me. “So wet. So ready. Would you like to come again?”
That was like asking if I’d like to breathe again. “Yes,” I moaned. “Please.”
He moved his hands in and out of me and pressed his thumb against my cl**it. I clenched around him, already feeling the start of my orgasm building. I tried to rock my hi**ps but he stopped.
“Don’t move,” he said before closing his lips around my nipple again.
He used his teeth and fingers to drive me mercilessly towards the edge. In the haze of desire, I heard a knock on the door. I whimpered. He would stop now. Except he didn’t. His fingers plunged in and out, stroking that spot just inside where every nerve ending was centered. I could feel it starting. My legs shook and I had to hold on to his shoulders to keep from falling.
“Oh god,” I crooned. It was right there. So close. I forced my eyes to open and stared down at him. The hard panes of his face were strained as he met my stare. I knew what he wanted.
It was a game of control, one that he won every time.
My breath hitched. “Can I come now, Madden?”
His eyes went black. “Yes,” he growled around my bre**ast.
I threw back my head and his fingers took me over the edge. I cried out his name, over and over as spasms rocked through my body and I came apart around his fingers. Tears burned the back of my eyes. The pleasure he pulled from me was almost too much to bear.
The knock came again, more hesitant this time. “Room service,” a voice called out softly.
Madden slowed his fingers before sliding them out. He looked as though he might say something, but instead nudged my head down and brushed his lips over mine. “Go ahead and get cleaned up. I’ll answer the door.”
Raw emotion had clogged my throat so I nodded and went into the bathroom.
When I came back out a few minutes later, robe tied securely around my waist again, the table was set and silver platters covered most of the small surface.
“Given your affinity for food, I ordered a little of everything,” Madden said. He had only a cup of coffee in front of him.
“You’re not eating?” I slid into the chair opposite him. I should have felt mortified given that I’d just cli**maxed all over his fingers, but I didn’t. I felt...happy. The indulgent smile he gave me as I opened the trays warmed me in a different way.
“I ate earlier. But please, help yourself,” he said, sitting back in his chair.
I dipped my fork into every single dish convinced that the last bite was the best one, only to find the next was even better.
As my stomach filled, I glanced at Madden here and there, watching as he watched me. I thought about all the things we’d done together, and a strange doubt clouded my mind.
“Can I ask you something?” I said, after swallowing my most recent, delectable bite.
“I won’t promise I’ll answer, but go ahead.”
My cheeks burned as I began speaking, but I forged ahead regardless. “The night I saw you, in your office, I just thought...you kept saying you liked to be in control and I guess I expected…” I knew my cheeks were pink.
