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“Not joking, baby. What do you say we head back to the resort? Put on a movie, kiss throughout it, and…” I growled low, thinking of all the things I wanted to do to her. Shit, I was so fuckin’ hard for this woman. My balls ached like never before. I had to have her—tonight.

She lifted her head off my chest and stared into my eyes. “And what?”

“And whatever else we want to do.”

She blushed the prettiest shade of pink. “Okay. Let’s go.”

Fuck yeah.

The ride back to Lake Waleska was a blur. I was happy as a clam, just me, my bike, and Madeline. It didn’t get better than that.

She held me tighter this time, breasts pressed firmly to my back, fingers playing with my shirt and abs. A couple of minutes after we’d left the saloon, I was as hard as granite. A dozen times, maybe more, I’d considered taking her hand and putting it on my cock. Just the idea of her stroking me while we rode down the highway nearly made me come.

I refrained and it about killed me.

At the resort, I pulled into the spot next to Madeline’s silver Honda CR-V. I pushed my kickstand out. Like a pro, Madeline hopped off and removed her helmet. To my surprise and delight, she leaned into me and planted her luscious lips on mine. It was the first time she’d initiated any physical contact. Goddamn, her lips caressed mine in a sensual, hypnotic way. I couldn’t help but melt into her and groan.

“Thank you for dinner.” She lightly kissed the corner of my mouth. “And for dancing with me.” She kissed the other corner. “I had a great time.” Her fingers brushed up and down the back of my head as she deepened the kiss.

Fuuuck.

My head buzzed erratically like a neon sign on the fritz. One second my brain worked, then it didn’t. All conscious thoughts flickered wildly. Madeline’s lips were electrifying, so potent they turned a stubborn motherfucker like me into a glob of goo.

“My pleasure, beautiful.” I gave her a stupid lopsided grin as I cupped her ass cheek and squeezed it a few times. She gasped as I tucked my knee between her thighs. “You hot for me, baby? Been smelling you all evening.”

She sighed, looking away. “Jesus, Storm.”

“Uh-uh. Don’t shy away from me, darlin’. I like knowing you want me.” I pinched her chin lightly between my thumb and finger and forced her to face me. “Tell me I’m wrong.”

“Are you always this cocky and confident? You could be nice and not embarrass me, you know.”

“Embarrass you?” Fuck, I was taken aback by her honesty. I respected the fuck out of it. “You should never feel embarrassed with me. And yes, what you see is what you get.” I winked, running my tongue slowly along her lower lip. “I want you too, Angel. You feel it?”

She rubbed her pussy against the top of my thigh like it was the most natural thing to do. I fuckin’ loved it.

“Why do you call me Angel?” She slowly humped my leg while playing with my hair. Her eyes were hooded and filled with lust, her tongue darting out teasingly. I could come right this second. I held back with all my power. When I finally blew my load, it would be inside her, not in my jeans.

“When I saw you on stage singing, you looked like an angel with the lights shining down on you. You stole my breath away.”

“Wow…” She exhaled and blushed.

“Wow’s right. Your room or mine?”

“Huh?”

“Your room or mine? We’re having a slumber party.”

“What do you mean, a slumber party? I never agreed to a sleepover.” Her eyes twinkled with amusement.

“The heat in your baby blues says otherwise.” I cupped her mound. She jumped and squeaked.

“There’s heat down here, too.” I stroked her lightly.

“My room, so you’ll have to leave instead of me.”

I shook my head. “Won’t be leaving you for a second. Not until we both leave the resort at the same time. Even then, you’ll follow me home.”

“Follow you home?” She hiked her perfect eyebrow, giving me a little attitude.

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