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Payton’s free hand found Madison’s, pressing it back against the sheets, their fingers interlaced, and Payton increased the speed of her strokes, adding a third finger until Madison was writhing beneath her, her hips lifting off the bed, coming as she freed her hand from Payton’s, switching their positions and pressing Payton back against the bed.

Payton looked up at Madison. Her hair was still wet, and her cheeks were flushed, but she was stunning.

Payton reached up, covering Madison’s breasts with her hands, teasing her nipples, but Payton forgot what she was doing when Madison slipped her hand between them, cupping her sex before entering her with at least two fingers.

“Oh,” Payton gasped, her eyes falling shut, warmth spreading to every cell in her body as Madison slowly fucked her. It was somehow gentle yet intense, the strokes steady, as if Madison knew how to draw every bit of pleasure out of her.

Payton sighed as Madison lowered herself down, her hard nipples grazing Payton’s skin, and then Madison’s lips parted against her own, her tongue searching out Payton’s while she added another finger, and Payton didn’t think she’d last much longer.

Payton’s hands moved to Madison’s thighs, trailing her fingertips along the inside until she met Madison’s arousal, and Madison moaned into the kiss as Payton’s fingers slid up to her clit, circling her before dipping lower and entering her with a long, swift stroke.

“Oh, Payton.” Madison’s own fingers slowed for a moment. “Fuck, I can’t think.”

“Come with me,” Payton challenged her, a whimper leaving her own lips as Madison found her rhythm again. “Oh fuck. Yes.” She picked up the pace, knowing she was close, and Madison’s breathing was starting to quicken.

“You feel so good,” Madison moaned, her hips starting to rock now, her clit bumping up against Payton’s hand with every motion.

“I’m so close.”

“Fuck.” Madison’s head fell to Payton’s shoulder, and Payton wrapped her free arm around Madison as her body shook, and Payton’s orgasm followed seconds later.

Madison cried out, her voice muffled against Payton’s neck.

Payton’s eyes slammed shut as she held onto Madison, her own body shaking as she came down off that high, her breathing heavy, her body flushed.

Payton knew they still had a lot to figure out, and she probably shouldn’t be as happy as she was, but she couldn’t worry about the future right now, not with Madison on top of her, their skin glistening with sweat, and her body satisfied.

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Madison awoke to a soft voice and a gentle shake of her shoulder. It took a second to register that Payton was trying to wake her up, and Madison’s eyes fluttered open as she rolled onto her back, looking up at her.

Payton was dressed, wearing black shorts and a gray tank top, her hair pulled back in a ponytail. “Hey,” she said with a hint of a smile. “I wasn’t sure what you wanted, but I ordered a few things for breakfast just to save time.”

Madison must have been frowning back at her or making some kind of face because Payton chuckled.

“You have a meeting scheduled for ten,” Payton said. “It’s almost nine, and I know you can’t function without coffee at the very least.”

“Fuck.” Madison ran her hand over her face. “Why did I do that?”

“Well, when you made your schedule for the week, you probably hadn’t factored in that you’d still be up at 2:00am with your leg thrown over my shoulder, clutching the sheets.”

Madison met Payton’s amused gaze, and before she could even think about wiping that grin off her face with a kiss, there was a knock at the door.

“That would be room service,” Payton said, leaving Madison in bed while she went to answer the door.

Madison found her pajamas in the top drawer of the bedside table and slipped them on as Payton set up their breakfast on the table in the corner of the room.

“Thank you,” Madison said, running a hand through her messy hair as she sat down.

They ate in silence for a few minutes, and Madison dug into an omelet. Apparently, she’d worked up a serious appetite, and just thinking about the two of them in bed together made Madison want to cancel her meeting and stay here for the day.

“I think we should talk this evening,” Payton said as she finished her poached eggs.

Madison looked up, those words inevitably sending a pang of fear through her. When did they ever mean anything good?

“About?” Madison asked as she reached for her glass of orange juice.

“This,” Payton said, motioning between them. “I don’t want to feel the way I did the other night anytime soon. Look, I know you’re in a hurry. We don’t need to get into it now.”

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