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“Crazy,” she blurted out.
“Incredible,” he rasped. “You were incredible.”
Oh, but the things he said in that voice were enough to spark the longing back until she was aching with it. As if he sensed it, his nostrils flared and his breathing picked up, changing the atmosphere once more until hushed became sizzling.
“So were you,” she whispered. “I thought…I assumed you were swept up in the moment and didn’t want it again?”
“Are you kidding?” His voice grew feral, the hiss turning her insides liquid. “It’s all I think about. It’s all I imagine. It’s driving me nuts and keeping me sane for the better part of the last three days…”
“Me, too.”
Her confession darkened his features, disbelief transforming into action. She angled her head to accept the kiss he initiated, shaky breath coming out at the gentle brush of lips that openly savored her. They stayed in that soft spot for a while, exploring what they couldn’t in their rush that night until she had memorized the lines inside his mouth. Then taste became the next factor, the hint of mint on his tongue teasing her into madness. She grabbed his shirt, crumpling the front part, and made a sound.
“Wait.”
The word caught him off guard, but he was quick to back off her and take that wonderful mouth with him.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to assume—”
“I’m not doing it where they did it,” she clarified.
Blue-black eyes turned molten with intent as he understood what she wasn’t saying. Wordlessly, he took her hand until they were out of the room, then led her to the other side of the building that she had studied but hadn’t visited. A second later, Maddox was ushering her into a room that smelled of lemons and antiseptic cleaner.
“What is this place?” she asked.
“Spare room. He uses it as a closet and a makeshift sleeping area when he pulls an all-nighter. A real all-nighter, not a rendezvous with his mistress. They don’t do it here.”
Laughter bubbled out of her throat at his assurance before he took her mouth again and made her forget all about laughing. She kissed him back, willingly going with him when he led her to a side table and avoided the mattress pushed against a wall. They didn’t stop even when he lifted her to the table and didn’t so much as take a breath when he began to tease her tits over her dress and tangle his tongue with hers. But they finally took a pause when he heaved her skirt upward, and the sound of a zipper grew prominent in the silence.
He met her gaze, waiting for her nod. His jaw clenched when he drove into her, noting her expression as he buried himself to the hilt once more. Ruby embraced him when he still didn’t move, understanding he needed a second or two to savor how the joining itself felt. She urged his head up and rained kisses down his throat, pausing where his pulse beat and licking.
“Ruby.”
His hips pushed forward at a groan, her action driving him wild. She matched his pace, as famished as he was for this and twice as desperate. When she dug her nails into his back, wild became wilder as if a trigger had been pulled, and Maddox began pounding inside her with an intensity that blurred her vision. She held on, biting back a cry at every plunge, then just biting his earlobe when it became too much. She hissed when his fingers rolled her nipples and his fangs glinted in the dim light.
“You can bite me,” she said. “Bite me and come. I want to see you lose control.”
He didn’t bite, but the words were the next trigger that shot him into his hard, unrelenting climax. Ruby memorized the lines of his face mid-orgasm before his cock did its work on her, sending her over the edge, too, until she could no longer cut off her next cry. When he was done but still hard as iron, her cry turned into a moan as she realized they were not done yet. He restarted his pumping, turning her post-orgasm bliss into a renewed ache until she was trembling all over.
“I don’t think she is here.”
“I’m sure she is, and this is a good gesture, sis. Now, let’s see…”
A hand clamped over her mouth and a hiss came from outside. Then Pearl cleared her throat and spoke brightly—and loudly.
“I don’t think she is here.”
“What?” Emerald asked, confused. “But you just said…”
“Forget what I said. James isn’t here so I’m sure she is taking her break, too. Let’s catch her after her tasks for the day. Em, want a lunch treat?”
“Sure.”
The two’s voices faded. Maddox didn’t stop pumping, taking full advantage of their aloneness to take what he wanted and give it back to her.
The next few days became riddled with stolen looks as they accepted more tasks from James, who was impressed with their work and hellbent on milking it as much as he could. Neither complained, liking that it gave them the excuse to see each other often. But her willpower complained, on the precipice every time Maddox purposely brushed against her or emitted hot breath against her skin. She resorted to glaring at him when James wasn’t looking, then trying to keep desire on the down low when all she wanted was another stolen moment alone with him—something proving to be impossible with how much James worked Maddox to the bone all night and how Emerald subtly monitored her activities during the day.
“You called, Mr. Magoo?”
