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“I need to kiss you, Maddison, right now,” he pants.
Every second that passes, it feels like my body is on fire. Starting at my toes, the burn seems to spread like wildfire.
Then we’re crashing together like we’ve both been in a drought without the rain. My confession that was on the tip of my tongue dies down as Briggs pulls me to him, and my arms slide around his neck into the thick hair at his nape. He kisses me hard and slides his tongue inside my mouth as I open, silently begging for more. My hands travel from his hair to the dark sweater on his shoulders, fisting in the soft material as I try and pull him closer to me. I feel his hands slide down my sides, past my hips to my ass, as he hauls me up against the door. My legs lock around his waist as he angles my jaw to plunge his tongue deeper, stealing the breath from my lungs.
It happens so quickly, I blink, and suddenly were mauling each other like teenagers, but the dull ache between my thighs, only seems to worsen with each second his mouth is hot against my skin. His tongue, skillful as ever, traces a fiery path down my throat as he nips at the skin, causing me to arch from the door, leaning against him.
Somehow in the hazy fog of lust that’s taken over my brain, I manage to break away and suck in a lungful of air as he kisses down my throat to the deep V of my t-shirt.
Maybe it’s the wine, or maybe it’s the raging hormones that have seemingly taken over my body since having Olive, but I want more. I need more. I need him.
“More,” I pant when his fingers brush over my taut nipples, straining against the material of my bra.
“Wait, wait,” he says roughly, pulling back and trying to catch his breath.
My eyes widen. “What? No, no waiting.” I try and pull him back to me, but he shakes his head then groans.
I can feel the deep vibration all the way through his body to my aching core.
“You have no idea how badly I want you, Maddison, how badly I want to bury my cock inside of you. But I am trying to be a good man. You said you wanted to take things slow.”
Sighing heavily, I drop my head back against the door and groan, “I take it back, everything I said. I mean, honestly, we had a kid before you even knew my phone number, that’s not exactly slow, Wilson.”
He laughs. “Mmm, are we going to use nicknames now? I like this. How about Daddy instead?”
“Hard no from me.” I sigh.
Instead of continuing, he drops a sweet lingering kiss to my lips and slowly lowers me to the floor. I have a raging case of lady blue balls right now, but he’s right.
Sex wouldn’t tell me everything I want to learn about him.
“Trust me, when the time is right, I’m going to worship every inch of your body, Maddison.” His words drip with arousal, and it does nothing but cause my clit to tingle in anticipation.
“Stop it.”
This time, he grins cheekily. He knows exactly what he’s doing. He glances down at the large black watch on his wrist that I’m only now noticing, since I haven’t been able to pull my eyes off him since he walked through the door.
“Plus, Ty and Kyle are going to be here any minute with Olive. The last thing I want to do is start something I can’t finish. I wanted to ask you, I have this thing… a team thing. All of the guys will be there with their wives and girlfriends. I know it’s kind of soon, but would you wanna come? It’s casual.”
I chew my lip nervously as I think about it. Am I ready to face Briggs’ team? My heart stutters at the thought of them discovering who I am. Can you imagine how angry they’d be? Now more than ever, I hate that I ever startedThe Puck Bunny. And this seems to be the opposite of slow, but in trueusfashion…We seem to do everythingbutmove slowly.
“No pressure at all, but I’d love for you to be there. And I want them all to meet Olive, you know, aside from the guys. Their wives are dying to meet her.”
I can hear in his voice how badly he wants us to be there, which is why I ultimately agree.
“Okay, sure.”
“Really?” His eyes light up
I nod. “As long as you’resure.”
“You have no idea how badly I want you both there. This seems too good to be true… at least for me.”
It’s the second time in the past week he’s been vulnerable with me. The second time that guilt has washed over me so powerfully that my knees feel weak, as if the ground might fall from beneath my feet.
A secret tore us apart once before, and if I’m not honest, it’ll tear us apart again.
