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"Are you leaving?" His brows pinched together, closing the fridge door and straightening to his full height. My gaze raked over his half-naked body. God, he was hot. I bit down on my bottom lip to keep from drooling.
"Uh, yeah," I mumbled, focusing my gaze down on my bag so I could form a coherent thought. "I should probably get home. I have some things I need to take care of." I didn't have anything to take care of, but I'd spent almost every night for a week with Maddox, and I didn't want him to get tired of me. Plus, I probably needed to check on my mom.
My mom had a new boyfriend, who had turned the power back on for us. He didn't seem as creepy as most of the guys she brought home, but Maddox didn't like him and didn't want me to stay there when Ben was there. But if this guy was normal, he wouldn't last long. My mom's toxic relationship with alcohol would ruin it quicker than it started because ordinary people don't want all the baggage that comes with alcoholism, and I couldn't blame them.
"How about I take you home," he said, stopping in front of me. "You take care of whatever you need to take care of, and then I bring you back here."
"Maddox." I cupped the side of his face. "I have to go home sometimes."
"Are you tired of me?" He leaned in and brushed his lips across mine.
"No." I laughed, and I meant it. I could spend every waking minute with him and never get tired of him. "I don't want you to get tired of me, though."
"I could never get tired of being around you." He smiled, grabbing my hips and pulling me into him. "One more night, and then I'll take you home tomorrow if you want."
"Deal." I sighed and dropped my bag down on the couch. "Don't forget I'm going with Karly after your practice tomorrow." He nodded. The corners of his mouth turned up into a devilish smile. The kind of smile that screamed I'm up to no good with a look that made my heart skip a beat.
A look that said we probably weren't leaving to go to my house.
Maddox's fingers curled into my hips, pulling me against him as he led me across the room and into his bedroom. The room was dark, and he didn't bother to turn on the light. If there had been any confusion about the look in his eyes before, it was gone now. Swallowing hard, my head spun as the back of my legs hit his bed.
My mind raced. Was I ready for this?
I was.
I wanted him.
Sliding my hands from his waist, I searched for the button to his jeans, flicking it open when I found it and then shoving his zipper down. I had no idea what I was doing, but I hoped this gesture let him know how far I wanted to go tonight. The sound of his pants hitting the ground echoed through the silent room.
Grabbing the hem of my shirt, his eyes locked on mine, searching for any sign that I didn't want this. He wouldn't find it. He pulled my shirt over my head and dropped it to the floor before reaching back and doing the same to my bra.
Sweeping his tongue across his bottom lip, his hungry stare raked over my bare chest, and I didn't flinch. I didn't try to hide. The look in his eyes said he liked what he saw.
His lips captured mine as his arm slid around my waist, lifting me up. Wrapping my legs around him, he climbed onto the bed, pressing his body weight into me as his hips ground against mine. His tongue thrust through my parted lips as I moaned at the feeling of his thick erection pressing hard against my core each time his hips ground a little harder, hitting my clit with each movement.
Pulling out of the kiss, he stood, tugging down my pants and panties and dropping them to the floor. A rush of adrenaline surged through me as he climbed back on top of me. Both fear and excitement twisted together, sitting in the pit of my stomach. I'd never wanted anything as badly as I wanted him right now.
"Are you sure?" he whispered against my lips.
"Yes," I breathed. His body weight lifted off me, and I was not sure what he was doing until I heard foil tearing. My pulse pounded in my ears. We were really going to do this. My heart tightened at the thought that tomorrow would be different, and I didn't know whether it would be a good-different or a bad-different. I guessed that would depend on Maddox.
He twisted his hips and settled himself back between my legs as he hovered over me. Stroking his thick erection through my slick flesh, I sucked in a breath as he positioned himself at my entrance, preparing myself for the invasion.
Still holding my breath, Maddox inched inside me, stopping to allow me time to adjust with each movement. My eyes squeezed shut as I sucked in a breath at the stinging pain, and he stilled. A strangled groan escaped his lips as he steadied himself, his fist balled into the sheets beside my head.
"Are you okay?" he breathed.
I'd overheard lots of girls talk over the years about losing their virginity and how it gets better after the first time. I needed to push through the pain and get this first time over with, so the next time would be better.
"Yes," I whispered, bucking my hips up, grinding him deeper in me. He grunted as his head fell against my shoulder. "I'm ready." That was all he needed to hear. He pulled out and drove himself deeper; this time, there was no gentleness. I bit down hard on my lip as pain surged through my body, but slowly, with each thrust, the pain subsided.
"Fuck," he groaned as he ground his hips against me. I thrust my hips forward, ready to match his pace, when he paused. His head snapped up. The faint sound of something motorized sounded from below us. "Fuck, it's my mom." It was the garage door opening. We both jumped up, scrambling to find our clothes.
By the time his mom pounded up the stairs, we were sitting at the bar staring at our books like we weren't just having sex. Well, except for the flush of embarrassment covering my face.
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