“Lila… stop… Ah shit!”
Maddox was close, and I pulled away. I straddled his hips, both of us still fully clothed. His hardness rested against my wet slit.
His blue eyes locked on mine. “Don’t fall for me,” he rasped darkly.
Too late, baby.
My lips curled with a smirk, hiding my true feelings. “I just sucked your dick. Who said anything about falling in love? I just want you to fuck me. Do you dare?”
Maddox glowered dangerously, and I moved my hips, slowly gliding down his length as I took him inside my body once again. His hands came to my waist, and he gripped me tightly.
His hips bucked against mine, impatiently. There was a warning in his gaze, so I started moving, bouncing up and down his cock.
He felt so good, inside me… against me.
I never wanted it to end.
Maddox sat up, and his hand wrapped around my neck. My eyes widened, and his fingers curled around my throat. His grip tightened, not bruising, but the pressure was there, and I gasped. Even though I was fucking him, he still stayed in control.
I moved up and down his length, finding my stride.
Until Maddox grew impatient.
He growled and flipped us over. Hands fumbling, teeth grazing each other, lips fighting for dominance, we tore at each other’s clothes until we were skin to skin, bared and vulnerable to each other’s desperate touch and hungry eyes.
Maddox flipped me over on my knees, and he spread my thighs apart. Without warning, he plunged inside – one smooth, merciless thrust inside my body as he forced his cock through my tight channel.
His lips grazed the back of my neck, one sweet gentle kiss, even though he fucked me raw and deep, ruthlessly and filled with so much passion. My eyes blurred with unshed tears.
Maddox Coulter was fucking me.
My best friend was making love to me.
My heart cracked and withered.
I was powerless as he continued to ram himself into me, animalistic grunts spilling from his throat.
“Maddox!” I cried out his name, over and over again.
I didn’t know where he ended and I began.
“Lila,” he groaned in my ear, his breathing ragged. “My Lila.”
Tears spilled down my cheeks, and my eyes closed.
Please don’t let this night end.
Breathless, heart pounding, pulse throbbing, we found our release, moaning each other’s name. We were utterly intoxicated by each other. I collapsed into the mattress, and Maddox slumped over me like a blanket. I teetered over the edge of consciousness, my body achy and sore, and my lips curled into a sleepy yet satisfied smile.
“Maddox,” I breathed his name.
His arm tightened around mine. “Lila.”
My eyes closed, and I slipped away… far, far away.
40
Lila
I woke up, my body deliciously sore. It was a good ache, and my lips twitched.
And then I remembered, the night before flashing in front of my eyes like black and white polaroid photos. Snap, snap, snap. Click, click, click.
My head turned, and my eyes landed on a sleeping Maddox next to me, both of us completely naked. We fucked multiple times during the night, unable to quench our desire for one another. We passed out, woke up, and then fumbled for each other in the dark, over and over again.
I sat up, my heart hammering in my chest.
Last night had been filthy… beautiful… and everything I ever wanted and didn’t know I needed.
But we crossed a line, and there was no going back. My stomach churned with nausea, and I suddenly felt sick.
Last night, even though I had been tipsy and Maddox had been drinking, both of us were fully aware of what we were doing. Now that it was the morning after and my mind was clear from the frustration and need that had been coursing through my body, I didn’t know what to do with myself.
What happens now?
What if Maddox…?
What if he didn’t want this to last, what if this was a one-time thing for him?
I didn’t even know what I wanted as my mind filled with confusion. My heart was heavy with mixed emotions. My body ached from last night, but my heart hurt.
Tears burned the back of my eyes, and I cupped my face, feeling stupid. For a moment last night, Maddox was mine, and I was his.
But that was it.
Just one night.
Maddox wasn’t the type to commit, and I needed more from him than just a one-night stand. There was no point in risking our hearts when the thin thread between us had already snapped.
We couldn’t undo what was done.
I had to walk away; I had to leave, though I would cherish last night for the rest of my life.
I eased off the bed and quickly wrapped my robe around me, before walking toward the door. I turned the handle but never got a chance to walk out. The door was suddenly slammed shut, and I was torn away from it. The world spun, and my back slammed against the wall.
Maddox loomed over me, his eyes dark, his dirty blond hair disheveled, and he was still… naked. I peered up at him through my lashes, my heart racing. His lips curled, and he looked enraged.
At me?
Because I was leaving?
Because of last night?
“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked, his voice dripping with something akin to… possessiveness? His jaw tightened, and my stomach flipped. “Back to Lucien, so you can fuck him, too? Was last night not enough?” Maddox snarled.
I slammed my hands into his chest, pushing him back. But he was much stronger than me, and he crowded into my space with a low growl. Maddox kicked my legs apart and pushed his knee between my thighs, holding me captive.
His palm slid up my throat, and I felt the strength in his touch. I swallowed, my throat bobbing in his palm, and his hold tightened on my neck. The slightest pressure and my clit pulsed. His hand moved up, cupping my jaw.
His eyes were two dark pools, unhinged. “Is your sweet cunt that greedy, Lila?”
Holy Shit. Again. What. The. Fuck?
“Let go of me! What is wrong with you?!” I spat, raising my hand to slap him. He clasped my wrist and jerked my hand down, pressing my palm over his chest.
My breath caught in my throat. His heart was pounding intensely. Thud, thud, thud.
There was a moment, between our heated glance and our volatile kiss, where time stopped and then…
His lips slammed over mine, and he took my breath away. He didn’t just kiss me. Maddox possessed me, shoving his tongue in my mouth and licking every inch of me.
Punishing. Hard. Unforgiving.
My nails dug into the skin over his heart. He hissed against my lips, and to my utter surprise, his kiss gentled. Maddox pulled away, only slightly. His breath lingered over my lips, before Maddox pressed his mouth against mine again.
Sweet. Tender. Soft.
“I dare you to kiss me.” We were already kissing, but I knew what he meant. He wanted me to kiss him like he kissed me; he wanted me to kiss him like we kissed last night… and he wanted me to repeat the words I threw at him.
“I dare you to stay.” His lips touched mine again. Kiss.
My heart stuttered.
“I dare you to give us a chance.” Kiss.
I forgot how to breathe.
“I dare you, Lila.”
Then his lips found mine again, and he sealed his dare with a long searing kiss, kissing all the pain and doubt away.