2. Maddox

Chapter 2

Maddox

I t’s wrong. I know it’s wrong. I’m twenty-eight and she’s eighteen but just the thought of another man’s lips on her goes all through me. There’s no way I can just stand by and watch her follow through on her threat.

Before I can talk myself out of it, I grab her hand and pull her behind me toward the back exit of the bar. Fuck, even taking her outside like this would have Bull ready to kill me but death doesn’t scare me right now. No, the thought of not knowing what it’s like to kiss Emma does though.

As soon as we get outside, I shut the door behind us and lean her against it. My arms are on each side of her caging her in as if I’m afraid she’s going to change her mind and try to run from me. She’s looking up at me with her big, wide eyes and I’m worried I’m going to scare her. “I’m not gentle, Emma. I don’t know how to be.”

She’s breathless and her voice is husky. “I don’t care.”

She’s staring at my mouth and I lean in until our lips are mere inches apart from each other. Yea, she may have asked for this kiss but I don’t know if she knew exactly what she was asking for because I know once our lips touch, I’ll have trouble keeping it all together. One kiss. She asked for one kiss... her first kiss. I can do that and walk away. Sure, I can.

The more I contemplate it in my head the more I know I’m losing ground. With my hands fisted against the door, I tell myself I’m not going to hold her. I’ll keep my hands on the wall and not touch her. With that decided, I lean the last inch and press my lips to hers. I touch my lips to hers briefly and am about to pull back when she loops her arms around my neck. Her hands go to the back of my head and her nails drag across my scalp. She’s holding me to her like she’d rather do anything than let me go. I take one look into her heavy lidded eyes and I know I can’t resist. Hell, this may be my only chance to have her in my arms and I’m not going to let it go to waste. I touch my mouth to hers again and instantly deepen the kiss. She opens her mouth with a moan and I take full advantage, swiping my tongue along hers.

My hands now have a mind of their own and I pull them off the walls, before stroking them down her back and landing on her sweet ass. I cup each of her cheeks and pull her to me, letting her feel my arousal against her belly. Her hips press into mine and I know she wants more. Fuck, so do I.

I’m going to hell. That’s my first thought as I bring one of my hands up to her breast and cup it. Her nipple is pebbled and hard and tug at it between my thumb and forefinger. Her head falls back and kiss her neck as I slide my hand down between her legs. Her short skirt beckons me and I slide my hand between her thighs. Her panty covered pussy is soaked and I’m about to slide the material to the side when a door slams and there is loud laughter coming from inside.

The sound brings me to my senses and I let Emma go in one quick movement. She looks up at me, stunned and I push my hand through my hair in frustration. Fuck, I could have taken her right now. Two more minutes and I would have been balls deep inside her without a thought. She’s an addiction, I knew that before the kiss but now, there’s no way I’m going to get her out of my head. But along with that, there’s a deep sense of guilt. “Shit, Emma. I’m sorry. Fuck, you wanted a kiss and I maul you.”

She’s speechless. She’s wide-eyed staring at me as if I have three heads. Her lips are swollen, she’s panting as if she’s just ran five miles and she’s not even trying to hide the fact she’s turned on as fuck. I press my hand to my face and shake my head which is a huge mistake because the smell of her pussy is on my hands and she smells fucking perfect.

She takes a step toward me with her hand up. “Maddox.”

I shake my head and take a step back, holding my hands up in front of me to shield her. “No. No, Emma. That shouldn’t have happened. I shouldn’t have touched you. You’re a kid... you’re a virgin for fucksake. What the hell was I thinking?”

Her eyes widen and I can see I’ve hurt her. “I’m not a kid.”

I know it won’t be long before Bulldog or Kate come looking for her. I know I’ve fucked up and I need to make it right. “Look, Emma. Nothing can come of this. Plus, I’m not interested in breaking in any virgins. It was a kiss. You got what you asked for now I need to get back to work.”

She looks at me stunned and I can’t say I blame her. I’ve never talked to her like that. Never. Hell, I’d probably kill someone else for doing it. I stomp off the back porch of the Ride or Die and stalk back toward the garage, avoiding the inside of the bar. I don’t know how I’m going to do it, but I have to avoid her the rest of the summer and then she’ll be at school. Out of sight, out of mind. I take a deep breath, thinking I have a plan in place but I know it’s not going to work. There’s no way I’ll be able to forget how completely in love with Emma I am. Fuck!