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WhenIcomeoutof the small bathroom, Maddox is already in flannel pajama pants and a gray t-shirt. “Your bunk or mine?” he asks with a wink.
“You’re getting in the bunk with me?”
“Why not? That way we can hear each other without…wood between us.”
“Did you just make a wood joke?”
“Sure did.”
I lose track of the conversation after that, even though he keeps talking. I’m too busy looking Maddox up and down. I can’t help but admire the way his t-shirt shows off every muscle of his chest, and his bare feet don’t seem gross like I’ve always found most male feet. His pajama pants sit low on his hips, and I stop myself from reaching out and untying the waistband to slowly peel his pants down, if only to see what kind of underwear he wears.
Why does this man’s body distract me so much?
“We can sit feet to face if you want.”
I slide into my bunk, and Maddox scoots in after me. He puts his feet, crossed at the ankles, on the other side of my head, and I put my feet under his chin, suddenly worried about my foot smell. I should have washed them when I was brushing my teeth. He doesn’t seem to mind and reaches out his hand.
I low five him, and he smiles. “No, Calvert. Hand over the book. I’ll go first.”
Reluctantly, I pass over the book. “Don’t judge me.”
“Never,” he mumbles, removing my bookmark and opening to a chapter in the middle of the book. This will be fun.
He starts reading, and I swear it’s like that famous guy that narrates all the big sellers entered my room. His voice is deep and clear, and my thighs literally tremble when he starts reading. I forgot the chapter where I left off was a dirty scene. Maddox doesn’t blink, though. He keeps reading straight to the sex scene.
“Autumn, you fucking slut, you’re mine. My whore to do what I want with. Nobody gets this cock except for you, and nobody better get this fucking pussy.”
“Own it if you like it that much, Sawyer.”
“You think I won’t? I’ve killed for this body, and I’d burn the world down for this pussy.”
Maddox stops and puts the book on his chest. “He’d burn the world down for it? Women actually like this?”
“Absolutely.”
He squints and runs a hand down his face, thinking. “Um, has anyone ever offered to burn down the world for your pussy?”
My face reddens at the fact that I’m talking about my pussy and lying in a train bunk with a man I just met yesterday. “Sadly, no. But I’m only thirty, so there still may be hope for that.”
“Did he really kill someone for her?”
“Yes. Earlier in the book. Her ex.”
“Do women like that, too?”
“Oh, yes. We may not want it in real life because it’s not worth the legal trouble or the long court drama, but a hot guy with a motorcycle that shows up to kill our ex and then fucks us into the next decade is on the top of our list fantasy-wise.”
He picks up the book and gives me one last glance over the top of the paperback, but his hand comes to my ankle. A tingling feeling like I hit my funny bone moves up my leg, but I don’t pull away. I’m frozen to the spot as Maddox starts reading again while thumbing my ankle and the top of my foot.
I wrap my arms around his back, pulling him to me as he slides inside of me, his thrust deep and controlled. “Autumn,” he breathes, his voice husky and wild.
I zone out as Maddox continues Autumn and Sawyer’s sex scene. I’m too focused on the lull of his voice and the erection that’s hardening under my upper thighs. Like hell I’m going to bring attention to it, but it’s there. He’s obviously paying attention to the story, and the rock under my butt is proof.
I clear my throat. “Maddox?”
Maddox’s hand moves away from my foot, and I miss it. “Yeah, Calvert? Do you want me to stop? I didn’t know it would bethisfilthy.”
