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Madison’s lips slid into an easy smile. “I’ve heard something similar said to me twice already.”
Payton tried not to get caught up in this, but it was so hard not to. Madison looked absolutely stunning in a classy teal dress, her dark hair falling across her shoulders with more waves in it than she normally had. Her eyes dazzled. And the feeling of having Madison in her arms like this? Payton didn’t know how she’d recover.
Madison shifted her arm on her shoulder as they turned, avoiding another couple that was waltzing to the song, moving much faster than just about everyone else, and Madison’s fingers trailed over the back of her neck, sending a chill right through her.
“Are you having an okay time?” Madison asked as they swayed to the music. “I know this isn’t easy. Being paraded around almost. I wasn’t thinking when I asked you to do this. It’s only now that I’m seeing that.”
“I am, actually. And if you hadn’t asked me to do this…” Payton let her voice trail off, because she couldn’t believe she’d almost said that out loud.If you hadn’t asked me to do this, then nothing would ever have happened between us.
“I know,” Madison whispered, so low that Payton wondered if she’d actually said it.
It was impossible to understand what those words meant to Madison. Was there regret in them?
“We probably should have practiced this,” Madison said, her eyes finding Payton’s, a smile tugging at her lips.
“Are you suggesting that I’m not very good?”
Madison grinned. “No. I’m impressed, and it just reminded me that we probably should have practiced this. Except it turns out that we didn’t need to.”
“I wouldn’t have minded.” Payton returned her smile. “And I’m kind of mad at myself that I didn’t think of it.”
Madison shook her head slightly, still smiling. “What am I going to do with you when we get back?”
Those words caught Payton off guard, her feet stalling for a second, and thankfully they were moving too slow for it to make a difference.
What was that supposed to mean?
Was Madison changing her mind?
40
Madison woke up the next morning to the sound of the shower running, the space beside her empty. She stretched her arms over her head, her muscles aching after last night, but she didn’t regret a second of it.
And that should have scared her.
Instead, it propelled Madison out of the bed, and into the bathroom, not even bothering to grab her robe or her pajamas. She knocked on the door, asking Payton if it was okay if she could brush her teeth, but Madison knew once she was done, she wouldn’t be able to resist joining her.
Madison freshened up, brushed her teeth, and padded across the tiled floor to the fogged-up glass where Payton’s sexy figure stood under the spray, tilting her head back as she washed her hair.
Madison stood there for a moment, suddenly doubting herself. This wasn’t something she normally did. It was too spontaneous. And she hadn’t had sex in a shower in more than ten years.
“Are you going to join me?” Payton asked, her voice as smooth as silk.
Madison didn’t hesitate, stepping into the shower, her hands on Payton’s hips as Payton slipped hers behind her neck, bringing Madison in for an intoxicating kiss.
Madison had visions of backing Payton up against the tiles and having her way with her, but it was Payton who turned Madison, easing her under the spray and then against the cold wall.
Madison sighed as Payton’s hand trailed up her thigh and cupped her sex as she leaned in, capturing Madison’s lips in a hungry kiss.
Madison broke the kiss, tilting her head back against the wall as Payton entered her with a smooth stroke, the heel of her palm hitting her clit with each movement.
Madison’s hands roamed over Payton’s wet body, unable to resist teasing her, exploring her sex with the pads of her fingertips, circling her clit until she eased them lower, pushing two fingers inside, matching Payton’s rhythm after just a few thrusts.
Payton’s teeth grazed Madison’s collarbone, her hot lips placing open kisses up her neck until she found Madison’s lips again, their tongues swirling.
“I can’t come standing up,” Madison reminded Payton after breaking the kiss, although she was closer than she’d ever been.
Payton’s free hand was on Madison’s hip, guiding her back onto the bench, and Payton climbed into her lap, both of them moaning as they entered one another again, this time with more force, more fingers.
