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Madison’s fingers slid through Payton’s hair, pulling her back down, their bare breasts pressed together as their legs tangled, and Madison savored this feeling, of being this close to someone, or having this connection again, because it had been so long.
And Madison couldn’t dwell on how much more she wanted than this one night.
“Is this okay?” Payton asked as she broke the kiss to sit up a little, adjusting the angle of her hips until her sex was directly against her own, and Madison gasped when their clits touched.
“Yes,” she hissed, and then the weight of Payton’s body was back on top of her, their bodies rocking together, their breathing already ragged.
A strangled moan left Payton’s lips, her hips moving faster now, and Madison’s hands groped Payton’s ass, adding to the pressure, the heat within her rising with every roll of their hips, until she held her breath, her entire body shaking as she clung to Payton.
“I’m coming,” Madison groaned, and Payton was seconds behind her, a string of curses on her lips as she held onto Madison, riding out their orgasms, their hips moving in short, fast strokes.
They hardly moved as they caught their breath, their bodies covered in a light layer of sweat now, and Madison lazily ran her fingertips up and down Payton’s spine as she recovered.
Payton rolled onto her side, her cheeks flushed as she tucked her arm underneath her head, and Madison’s lips curved into an easy smile.
Madison hadn’t felt this light in a very long time. She knew she was probably on some kind of sex-induced high, her judgment clouded by several amazing orgasms, but she couldn’t regret this. No matter how complicated this made things when they got back to New York.
She climbed on top of Payton, pushing her back against the sheets before straddling her hips, letting her hands roam over her smooth skin.
“You’re so beautiful,” Madison murmured as her gaze traveled over Payton’s body. “So beautiful.”
Madison would have to deal with the consequences of this at some point, but for right now, she just wanted to enjoy this.
29
Payton’s eyes slowly opened, adjusting to the darkness, squinting to read the digital clock beside the bed. 9:48AM.
It took Payton a minute to register that it was the following morning, that the blackout curtains had done an amazing job at fooling her into thinking that it was more like four in the morning. But if Payton thought about it, she probably hadn’t even gone to sleep at that time. She was...
Payton closed her eyes again as her mind flooded with images of Madison. Straddling her waist with Payton’s back against the headboard. Her silky-smooth hair. The way her tongue had...
Payton’s eyes snapped open as she reached for the bedside lamp, and her gut feeling was right. The space beside her was empty.
She exhaled slowly as she took another second to make sure that the suite was completely silent, that Madison wasn’t out in the living area or in the bathroom, but there was no noise.
Payton pushed herself up, throwing the covers back as she padded over to the closet to take down her robe, sliding it on as she peeked into the living area to find it empty.
She tried to stop her heart from racing, from her mind jumping to conclusions. Madison was probably out getting coffee or breakfast. She’d hardly run away from her. But that sinking feeling lingered, that Madison couldn’t stomach waking up with her.
Payton shook those thoughts away. Not after last night. There was no way. Yes, there was probably going to be some awkwardness today, but they’d both enjoyed themselves last night, neither one of them wanting to give in to sleep.
On her way back to her side of the bed to check her phone, her eyes caught a piece of paper on the round table in front of the windows. Relief washed over her as she read Madison’s note explaining that she was fine going to their ten o’clock meeting on her own and that she’d see Payton in the afternoon.
Payton knew she wasn’t exactly a light sleeper, but she was still surprised that Madison had gotten ready without waking her. Then again, Payton had been exhausted. She couldn’t remember falling asleep. The last thing she could remember was the feeling of Madison’s smooth leg on top of hers, her arm draped across Payton’s stomach while Payton had been lightly combing her fingers through Madison’s hair.
“Fuck.”
Payton had been so caught up in everything last night, but the bits that were coming back to her now were extremely intimate. Not the kinds of moments she’d have with someone she was having a one-night stand with.
And it wasn’t just Payton.
Madison had been right there with her, whispering in her ear as Payton recovered from another orgasm, her touches so gentle, her caresses full of passion.
Payton stood in the middle of the room, almost in disbelief that last night had happened at all. The dim lighting from the lamp barely made her reflection in the mirror above the desk visible. Her hair was messy, and as she padded into the bathroom, shrugging off her robe, hoping the hot spray of the shower would relieve the ache in her arms and legs, she caught a glimpse of the red marks on her shoulders.
Payton turned to see more marks on her back. Light red streaks. And a ripple of desire ran through her when she remembered how they got there. It was either Madison’s fourth or fifth orgasm, and her climax had snuck up on her. Madison’s nails had dug into her back as she clung to Payton, her head buried in Payton’s neck as she came.
She turned on the shower, the steam rising as Payton ran her brush through her hair. She stepped under the spray, hoping that Madison wasn’t regretting anything that had happened last night, because Payton certainly wasn’t.
