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Question one. He put his pencil on the paper and went through the problem, but it was wrong. I explained where he went wrong, and he reached back and removed his shirt. I swallowed hard at the sight of his bare torso. Maybe I didn't think this through. I wasn't sure I'd be able to process a complete thought with him so close and so naked.
He went on to the next question. This time, he slowed down, double-checking his work as he went, and he got it right. I removed my sweatshirt, dropping it beside his shirt. The following five questions he got right. I removed both my shoes and socks and slid out of my pants.
He got the next problem wrong. He wasn't wearing shoes or socks, so he slid his pants off. One more problem left. If he got it wrong, he would lose his boxers; if he got it right, I would lose my tank top. He leaned in to concentrate. He took his time double-checking his work, and he got it right.
Grabbing the hem of my shirt, I reached up, pulling it over my head. Sinking his teeth into his bottom lip, his gaze slowly took in every inch of my bare skin. I was almost completely naked, sitting in front of him, and I didn't feel the least bit awkward. Something about the way his eyes swept over me made me feel beautiful.
Maddox twisted to his knees. "You are so fucking hot," he breathed, leaning over me and brushing his lips across mine. Closing my eyes, I let this all sink in: Maddox Parker thinks I'm hot. I let myself pretend I'm not the nobody I am; I'm not the dork with no friends, but instead, I'm the type of girl that Maddox Parker falls for. "Do you have any idea what you do to me?" The heat from his breath sent chills racing over my body as his lips grazed my jawline, moving down my neck. My head fell back, desperate to have his mouth on my skin. Heat flooded over me, settling between my thighs. I wanted him.
"Maddox," a female voice called from the doorway downstairs. "Are you home?"
"Fuck," he hissed, scrambling to grab his pants. "It's my mom." He tossed me my pants, and I grabbed my shirt and darted for the bathroom while he headed down the staircase. "Yeah, coming."
A few seconds later, a knock sounded at the door. I opened the door and was greeted by a still-shirtless Maddox.
"Sorry about that." He averted his gaze. "I should probably get you home."
ELEVEN
MADDOX
Tossing and turning in bed, I tried desperately to shove the images of Addy's half-naked body out of my brain, but it wasn't working, and my dick was hard as a rock. I couldn't help but wonder, if my mom hadn't shown up, would Addy have let me fuck her?
My plan worked perfectly today. I'd pretended to struggle with evaluating parametric equations, and she'd fallen right down that rabbit hole. But even better, she'd also talked me out of my clothes.
Leaning up, I reached over to grab my phone off the nightstand. It was after eleven. Addy probably wasn't still awake, but I decided to text her anyway.
Maddox: You awake?
I waited a few minutes for the bubble to pop up, insinuating she was responding. Nothing. I'd almost given up when it appeared.
Addison: Yes. You're not at my house again, are you?
I wished I was. I wished I was crawling through her window to rip off that oversized tee and tiny pair of lacy panties. All I could think about was her bare skin against mine, my mouth on her body, tasting and teasing her. I blew out a breath, shoving my hand through my hair. This girl was making me crazy. I'd never laid awake fantasizing over a girl before, but this one was driving me mad.
Maddox: No. Wish I was?
Addison: You have a big test tomorrow. You should be sleeping.
She'd avoided the question. She definitely wished I was there. I hoped I was driving her just as insane as she was driving me.
Maddox: Can't sleep.
Addison: Why not?
I stared at her question, contemplating whether I should tell her why. I decided I should.
Maddox: I can't stop thinking about what's under that pretty bra you were wearing tonight.
Addison: Are you sexting me right now?
I choked out a laugh. This girl was so different from any other girl I'd ever messed with before, and if I was being honest, I liked it. I liked her. Not that I would ever admit that to anyone.
Maddox: And if I am? Would you sext back?
She didn't respond, and a smile spread across my face as I pictured her freaking out. I decided to throw the first line and see where she took it.
Maddox: What are you wearing?
