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Maddox, are you an elevator? Because I’d ride you up and down all day.
The two burly men go at it, knocking one another to the mat, fighting for their right to claim their woman and fill her with their champion seed.
Nyx, I lost my keys, can I check your dick—I mean pants?
Yeah, no thanks. Jokes aside, it was good to catch up with them. It will be even better when they are miles away frommyhalf-naked men.
Here In Your Arms-Hellogoodbye
“Ready, baby girl?” Maddox asks, sauntering into my room. His grin is in full swing, showing off his beautiful dimples. I look up from lacing up my Docs and can’t help but smile back. He’s just so fucking pretty.
I adore this man.
“Yep, but seriously, you don’t need to come and babysit me, Maddox. I’m fine by myself. I’ll stay inside the whole time and call you when I’m almost off and you can come get me. There’s no point in wasting an entire day to watch me make over-priced lattes.” I stand up and adjust my slouchy sweater, pulling it further down to cover my legging-clad ass. It’s the second week of October and the city gets cold, especially in the evenings. We may not get a true fall here but I love this in-between weather just the same.
“You done?” he grunts. My brows furrow because I literally just said I’m ready. I look down, appraising my outfit. Nothing is amiss and it confuses me further.
“Huh?” I murmur, toying with the edge of my sweater.
“You done trying to convince me for the fiftieth time that you don’t need a bodyguard? Or should I lay down and get comfortable so you can tell me again? Maybe I should get some snacks first, I feel like this may take a while.” The smartass pivots to leave the room and I assume, go to the kitchen. I shove him, growling at his ridiculousness.
“Funny, asshole,” I mumble in irritation. “Fine, if you want to waste your day, go for it. I know! Maybe we should stop on the way to pick up some coloring books and crayons. Oh! Maybe some Legos will keep you busy!”
We step into the elevator because like I’ve said, fuck the stairs when you have this as an option. Maddox grins and swoops in, picking me up clean off the floor and backing me into the wall. My legs wrap around his hips instinctually and my arms wind around his neck.
“Fuckin love when you get sassy, baby girl.” His grin turns feral seconds before his lips land on mine.
I waste no time opening up for him and he takes advantage, thrusting his tongue into my mouth. We kiss hungrily like we didn’t just make out this morning when we woke up in bed together. My core heats at his delicious taste and I grind my pussy against his growing erection. Maddox groans into my mouth and it spurs me on. I vaguely hear the elevator ding in the background but I’m too turned on to care.
Until we’re suddenly moving. I wrench my mouth away from his and pout making him chuckle.
“Just a scenery change,” he murmurs, carrying me like I weigh nothing into the underground garage. He plops me down on an unsteady feeling surface. I gasp when it wobbles, grappling at his shoulders for balance. “I need you on the back of my bike, baby girl. I want to feel your sexy legs wrapped around me while I show you how I like to live.”
“What does that mean?” I ask absentmindedly while running my fingers over the leather of the seat my ass is planted on.
“I’ll show you.” Maddox gives me a lopsided grin that makes my pussy clench once again.
Blue ovaries with these men, I’m fucking telling you.
Maddox walks away, leaving me to fend for myself on the pretty bike. I wobble once more before deciding my feet are safer on the ground and slide off. He returns a moment later, his hands tucked behind his back and a worried look on his face that’s so unlike him it fills me anticipation.
“Got you something,” he mutters awkwardly, scuffing his feet on the concrete floor. I tuck my lips in to hide my smile. He's so freaking nervous that it's adorable. “It’s cool if you don’t like it, I’ll just swap it out. But I thought you’d like—”
“Just give it to me, Maddox!” I put my hand out expectantly and raise my brows, forcing my face to stay serious even when he grumbles, “that’s what she said,” like a 5-year-old. He rolls his eyes and thrusts a pink, sparkly helmet at me. It’s just a fucking plastic hat so why tears spring to my eyes is beyond me.
“Baby girl,” he grunts, stepping forward. “Why and the hell are you crying?” I shrug, not prepared to tell him he’s the first person to ever give me a gift for no reason. Ever. “We can exchange it. I won’t be offended, promise.”
“No, it’s not that. I love it. Really, I swear. Thank you, babe.” I swallow the lump of emotion and smile at him, showing him that I mean it. I don't miss the surprised and hungry look on his face from the nickname right before I tug the heavy helmet on and knock down the visor. I'm not sure what to do but I make a guess and throw my leg over the bike. No better way to show him I’m into this and excited than to prove it. Even if I am fucking terrified.
“Fuck, you look hot as hell,” he groans, adjusting what I’m assuming is a very hard cock. I smile into my helmet and lean back so he can slide on. Turning around to face me he gives me a list of instructions including but not limited to, holding on for dear life, not letting go, leaning forward with his body, leaning into the turns and having the time of my life.
Seconds later, we’re off.
When Maddox said he wanted to show me how he likes to live, I’m guessing he meantfast and wild,because I have never wished for a seatbelt more in my entire fucking life than I do right at this moment. But, I have also never felt morealive.
The wind pressing down around us, the vibration under me as we bob and weave between traffic at a breakneck speed. My legs are clutching his, my arms wrapped tightly around his body and my head is pressed to his back.
At this moment, I feel free. I feel whole and happy. With him, I feel like everything in my life is perfect.
