Page 75 of Wicked as Secrets


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A little smile curled her lips. “I can picture that. Is there any way for me to contact my dad? I usually call him a couple of times a week—at a minimum—to check in. I hate to make him worry. Stress isn’t good for his recovery.”

Matt was pretty sure his face spoke even before he did. “It’s not wise. No doubt his communications are being monitored. We can’t risk tipping anyone off. Next time I talk to Jack, I’ll ask him who’s watching over your father and how we can assure him you’re all right.”

“Thank you. So…” She bobbed her head awkwardly. “No TV way out here?”

“I didn’t see one in the front room. Kinda pointless with no Wi-Fi or cable.”

“I also didn’t see any books or magazines on the coffee table. What does Jack do out here besides fish?”

Matt suspected the Cajun passed his time out here less by sticking his pole in the swamp and more by submerging it in his gorgeous wife. He’d bet they secluded themselves out here whenever they could finagle a weekend without the kids to play games of Dominance and submission—and good for them.

But the Coles weren’t his concern right now. Madison was.

“Maybe he has some cards or puzzles…” She sounded nervous.

Matt wished he could just set her at ease. “We should talk.”

She flinched. “I know you’re not into me beyond the sex. I get it. You’re not the first to move on; you won’t be the last. I appreciate you keeping me safe, even if it is out of misplaced guilt or pity or…”

“That’s not why I’m protecting you, Madison. Not even close.” He stepped toward her slowly, shoulders squared. “As amazing as we are in bed together, that’s not all I want from you. I’m absolutely into you. I always have been.”

She shot him a skeptical glare. “You apologized for having sex with me.”

“No, I apologized for being rough and explicit with you.”

“Because you didn’t like it.”

“The fuck I didn’t. You turned me on so fast, I lost my goddamn head. Being inside you was every bit as mind-blowing as it was three years ago, only better because I’d had over a thousand days to imagine what I would do to you if I had you under me again, and you still surpassed every fantasy. Stop assuming you know how I feel. I need to do the same with you.” He held out his hand and dropped his voice. “Come with me. Let’s hash this out once and for all.”

* * *

Something was different about Matt. He had an air of quiet command, like he was fully in control of everything between them. Like he knew exactly what she needed. His sudden authority was almost sexual. Madison couldn’t put her finger on why or what had changed. Had sleep bolstered him? Had Jack Cole rubbed off on him? Something... Whatever it was, it drew her in mercilessly.

It was dangerous.

I’m absolutely into you. I always have been.

Those words rattled in her head. Was he telling her what she wanted to hear?

But that didn’t make sense. Just this morning, she’d admitted to Matt that she wanted only him. He had responded with crushing silence. From day one, the man had blown scorching hot, then arctic cold. Why bother claiming now that he was into her?

I’d had over a thousand days to imagine what I would do to you if I had you under me again, and you still surpassed every fantasy.

It didn’t matter. Staying alive did. “What else is there to say?”

“You and I will be alone together for days, maybe weeks. I should make a few things clear.” He sent her an expectant expression, waiting palm upturned. “I set up food in the living room.”

Surprisingly starved, Madison stared at his outstretched fingers, reluctant to take them. Whenever he touched her, she melted. “I can get myself there.”

“Why won’t you take my hand?” he asked, his eyes narrowed.

“This place is small. It’s not like I’m going to get lost.”

Slowly, he lowered his arm. He didn’t push…but his displeasure was palpable. “What do you want to drink?”

“I’ll find something.”

“Let me take care of you.”

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