61. Hannah
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Flames dance up my spine.
Maddox closes his mouth over mine, consuming me.
I let my bag drop to the ground and grip his sides.
Seeing him on and off at the office this week was torture.
There is no good option. Because either I don't see him, and that's awful, or I see him, but I can't touch him, and that's also awful.
But we're not at work.
We're at his house. Alone.
I swipe my tongue across his lip, and he pulls back.
"You're staying the night." He states it.
I nod.
The fingers still around my throat flex. "Are you hungry?"
I hold his gaze. "I'm not starving."
His nostrils flare as he pulls in a deep breath. "Good."
"Why's that good, Maddox?"
He leans into my space. "Because I had a whole plan, Hannah. I was going to make us dinner. And we were going to watch a movie. And then I was going to bring you up to my bedroom."
"And now?" I ask.
"Now, we're gonna start in my bedroom."
I blink, giving him my most innocent expression. "What are we gonna do there?"
"You're going to strip naked and lie on my bed." My heart rate jumps, and his fingers flex like he can feel the change. "And I'm going to start with my face between your thighs."
"Start?" I whisper.
"Yeah, Babe, that's how we'll start. Because we're gonna end with my cock buried inside you and you calling out my name."
"Fuck," I breathe.
"Precisely." Maddox drops his hand from my neck and picks my bag up off the ground.
He holds his free hand out to me, and I take it.
There's not a moment wasted as he pulls me up the walkway to the front door.
He doesn't pause as we cross the threshold into his grand entryway.
I look up, trying not to gawk at the two-story ceiling and the exposed stairway that leads up to the second floor.
I kick my sandals off as we cross the dark-stained wood floors because Maddox doesn't slow or give me a tour. He just leads me up the stairs.
My head spins with a mixture of excitement and nerves.
The last time we had sex, it was frantic. A little drunk. And our clothes mostly stayed on.
But I have a feeling tonight is going to be a little more intense.