Page 23 of Madly Yours


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"I like this one."

"Of course you do."

She squirts some fruity smelling bodywash all over me. "Oops. It slipped."

I back her up against the wall, earning a squeal. "That's cold, Zion!"

"You'll survive." I nip her throat and then her collarbone, slipping my hand between her legs. "If you wanted me to smell like you, all you had to do was ask. I'd have hit my knees lickety-split, angel baby."

"I d-don't," she lies even as she spreads her legs, giving me room to work.

I use it to my advantage, working quickly to get her off. With the water beating down on us, her slippery folds, and the soap, it doesn't take long to drive her right over the edge. She comes with a soft cry that sets my teeth on edge.

How much longer can I keep my dick out of her? It's only been twenty-four hours and it already feels like a lifetime.

I need her to fall soon. Before I lose my fucking mind.

When we pull up in the parking lot of a row of shops a few miles from her house, I almost wish it were another fucking party. Anywhere is better than spending a day at a salon. I know because Ma works at one. Her and her coworkers spend all day doing hair, makeup, and gossiping about shit I'll never be old enough to hear middle-aged women discuss.

It's not my idea of a good time. Matter of fact, I'd rather be waterboarded.

"I'm not fucking going in there," I growl, putting my foot down.

"Well, I'm going in there," Makenzie says, undoing her seat belt. "I have a glam session."

"A what?"

A smile dances at her lips. "Hair, makeup, nails."

I eye her suspiciously. "Why you getting all dolled up, angel baby?"

"We've got somewhere to be tonight, Zion."

"Where?"

"A fundraiser."

"A party."

"I think you need to turn your hearing aid up, because I definitely said a fundraiser," she says. "It doesn't even sound like party."

"Will there be alcohol?"

"Yes?"

"And music?"

"Yes."

"And a lot of fucking people?"

"Yes," she says, drawing the word out like she isn't sure what I'm getting at.

"Will you be looking like a million bucks?"

"Obviously," she sniffs.

"Then it's a party, Makenzie."

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