While…watching… us.
“Lila,” Maddox growled my name. He pulled out, almost completely. His hard length pressed against my folds, and I clenched, feeling empty. “Bad, bad girl. Are you giving him a good show?”
With one hard thrust, he rammed back inside, and my lips parted with a silent scream. Maddox!
Maddox didn’t pause. We both made a strangled sound, a groan… a whimper.
This was quick, hot and filthy.
My gaze didn’t sway from the man. Maddox slammed into me again, as I watched the complete stranger make himself come at the sight of us fucking.
My moans grew louder; Maddox’s grunts sounded harsher in my ears. “Lila. Lila. Fuck, Lila.”
The tension in my core tightened, my womb shuddered, and my pussy convulsed around Maddox’s hard length. I tried to swallow my scream, but when he pounded inside me, hitting that sweet, sensitive spot… I let go.
My eyes closed, as I came so hard my knees weakened, and my legs almost gave out. He found his release too, his body clenching as he spasmed against me.
“So. Fucking. Beautiful,” Maddox groaned.
The stranger found his release, as well, before he tucked his dick back inside his pants, gave us a tiny wave and walked away from his window.
Jesus, God! Holy shit!
Maddox curled his arm around my waist, keeping me upright, as I wobbled against the railing of the rooftop.
What… did… we… just do?
I blinked away the fuzziness, but my brain didn’t seem to work. My heart was rocking so hard against my rib cage, I thought it’d leave a nasty bruise. My body felt like a limp mess… I was just so…
I couldn’t think. Couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t…
Maddox slowly pulled out of me, and I flinched at the sudden empty feeling. His lips pressed against my shoulder before he spun me around and pulled me into his arms. His suit was in disarray while my dress was rumpled. My hair was probably a mess too, adding to my disheveled appearance.
“Pretty romantic, don’t you think?” Maddox rasped in my ear, as his cum dripped down my thighs.
“That’s a whole new meaning to romance, Coulter,” I said breathlessly.
Maddox chuckled, before claiming my lips in a long kiss. “I aim to please, Garcia.”
Oh yeah, I was very pleased.
Maddox Coulter could do dirty romance very well.
5
Maddox
Our time in Paris had come to an end.
One week. A seven-day affair.
And now I just had to convince Lila to stay with me… forever.
But forever was a long time. Forever was just a daydream, a pretty fantasy, I thought.
I guessed, I just had to convince her that we were good together. Really fucking good. Good enough for us to work out as a couple and last for a very long time. As cheesy as it sounded (cheesy didn’t suit my character, but for Lila, I’d be my own version of cheesy romantic), I could see my future with Lila.
I didn’t do love, or I didn’t think I did. But she was everything I ever wanted, and it scared the living shit out of me. She was a slice of heaven, with hellish fires.
By the end of tonight, Lila Garcia was going to be my girlfriend.
It didn’t matter if I had to tie her to the bed and dick her down good enough to convince her. If she wanted romance, I was prepared to give her that, too. That and everything else she wanted. Lila wasn’t going to friendzone us any longer.
I could already feel her barrier coming up, shutting me out. I knew she was worried; I was too. As we walked out of the airport, Lila kept a careful distance between us. A distance that wasn’t there during our stay in Paris. Of course, it wasn’t there, I was all up in her pussy in the last seven days.
And We. Weren’t. Going. Back. To. Being. Just friends.
Fuck that. My dick agreed.
“I’m glad to be back home,” she said, hefting her travel bag over her shoulder. “I’m worried about Riley.”
“She’ll be fine,” I soothed, reaching for her hand. It was out of habit, almost like an instinct, that was now instilled in me. To touch her, to hold her, to kiss her.
Lila shied away from my touch, and I held back a growl. Goddamn it! Her lips were pressed in a firm line, as she avoided looking at me. I grabbed her suitcase and rolled it toward my black Bentley. “I had Colton drop off the car for us.”
“You didn’t have to do that,” she said, placing her bag into the backseat. “We could have taken an uber home.”
“I knew you wouldn’t like that.” I shoved our suitcases into the trunk, before walking around to the driver’s side. Lila settled in the passenger’s seat.
She might have gotten over her fear of cars. She was okay with driving around with me, but she wasn’t comfortable getting in a car with just anyone. Not yet, at least.
I was probably an asshole for thinking this… but I liked that she’d only get in a car with me. That I was her protector. She trusted me. Only I had seen the sides of Lila, she never wanted others to see.
I’d seen Lila strong and powerful.
I’d witnessed her fragile and vulnerable.
Lila nudged me with her elbow, her lips quirked up to the side. “That was very thoughtful of you, thank you.”
Really, Lila? We were back to sharing pleasantries and being… friendly?
The more reserved she appeared, the more I wanted to tease her, probe her temper and evoke her passion.
The more distance she put between us, the more I wanted to devour her.
Leaning in, I cupped her face and stole a kiss. Her lips parted against mine, and I shoved my tongue in her mouth, tasting her. I sucked and nibbled on her bottom lip, until she let out a small whimper that sounded so needy. The sound traveled all the way to my dick.
Well, shit. Not now, big guy.
I pulled away from the kiss and licked my lips, tasting the remnants of her cherry lip gloss and the mint gum she had in her mouth… which… I now had between my teeth. She didn’t even notice I stole her gum. Her brown eyes were glassy, her cheeks tinted with pink blush, and Lila fluttered her lashes at me. Yeah, I got her good.
“Why did you do that?” she breathed, bringing her fingers to her plump well-kissed lips.
Because you’re mine.
I clunked my tongue at her and started the car. “I was just checking if you’ll turn into a princess. But alas, you’re still a frog – wait, no. Still a scaly, terrifying dragon, I see.”
Lila swatted my arm, a small breathy laugh escaped past her tempting lips. “As if you’re a prince. Ha!”
“You’re no princess, and I’m no prince charming.”
She rolled her eyes. “What are you then?”
“Your king, Baby.”
Lila’s throat bobbed in response. She turned to face her window without a smart comeback, like I expected. She ducked behind her hair, shielding her face from me. Hiding away, shutting me out…
Run, Lila. Run, little dragon. The faster she ran away from me, the harder I was going to chase her.
The drive to our place was rather quiet, and I gave her that. I allowed her the silence, gave her one last chance to overthink this, before I’d swoop in and turn her world upside down.