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“You make me feel… wanted. But any woman would feel the same way with you. I mean, have you seen yourself in a mirror lately? You’d give Chris Hemsworth a run for his money in the Sexiest Man Alive contest.” Her voice was lighter, but I wasn’t having any of it.
“I’ll go.” I tried to pull up, but she wouldn’t let me.
“Please, wait. You’re confusing me.”
“How?”
“The night we met at The Bullet, you were Mr. Caveman. Cocky and demanding. Like you were looking for a hookup. I mean, I saw the way the waitress was with her hands on you.”
“I’ve never been with her.”
“Okay, I believe you. Then we saw each other at the lake, again you were cocky and so confident. You were kissing me within minutes of seeing each other. You swept me off my feet in less than sixty seconds. The day was wonderful, then you left.”
I exhaled, looking away. “I had a lot of shit on my mind. I didn’t think you should get involved with me because of it. I knew what kind of woman you were. You deserve better.”
“Last night… We’re kind of volatile, dontcha think?”
“Maybe. But it’s not so bad. It’s pretty fuckin’ fantastic, actually.”
“I’ve been fucked with before. Dane did a number on me. I hate how I didn’t see what was right in front of me sooner. I was a blind idiot.”
“What do you see in front of you right now, Angel?”
“A strong, devilishly handsome man I want to trust. A man who lights a fire in me, I never want to burn out. A man who calls me Angel. Every time I hear it, he breaks down a little more of my walls.” She took my face in her soft hands, stroking my cheeks with her thumbs.
“I’ve never once thought of you as a whore. I swear. I will kill any man who puts his hands on you or hurts you. And I’m not joking. From the moment I saw you singing, I knew you were special. You were a beacon of light. I need some light in my dark world, Angel.” I dropped a kiss on the tip of her nose.
“Then stay, and let’s give this another shot.” She didn’t have to ask me twice. I lowered my mouth to hers. The moment our lips connected, fireworks lit up the darkness inside me.
I kissed her slowly, deeply, sensually. I nibbled on her bottom lip, and she moaned into my mouth. I could listen to her crying out my name for the rest of my life, never tiring of it.
Our tongues lashed together, fighting for dominance as passion ignited between us. Neither of us won the battle. We were equals. Madeline kissed me back, just as desperately. Revving me up for more.
I wanted more. So much more.
Her hands glided over my biceps, taking their time feeling my muscles, squeezing and stroking. It fuckin’ turned me on even more. I swear she was memorizing every inch of me. Suddenly she firmly gripped my ass, and my cock jumped.
I broke the kiss, panting. “Shit, Angel. You’re driving me wild with your hands.”
She smiled, lightly trailing the tips of her fingers all over me. Every spot she touched singed my skin. I hated and loved it all at once.
This woman was claiming me. Owning me. And I fuckin’ let her. I didn’t take control or stop her.
What was happening to me?
No other woman had been with me longer than a quick fuck or blow job. Only fifteen minutes tops. Even that long was rare.
I didn’t do sensual. Or tender. I sure as hell didn’t do romance.
I didn’t spend the night with a woman.
I didn’t allow myself to feel. Feelings were for pussies. They made you weak. Vulnerable.
But I was doing it all with Madeline. One thing freaked the fuck out of me. It was the way our hearts seemed to beat in time together… as one.
“Condom?” She peppered kisses across my chest.
“I want you bare. I’m clean. You?”
