neck and on my face. “Better than the hype,” I admitted hoarsely, my lips twisted in a rueful smile.
The sex was… mind-blowing.
But it was the intimacy that had my heart clenching and stomach fluttering like a silly teenage girl with a new crush.
It wasn’t just physical with Maddox; it wasn’t just sex – no – it was more. Maddox took his time to learn how I liked to be touched and to know my sensitive spots.
I was naked, vulnerable, and opened to him, body, scars and all, but he made me feel like I was the most beautiful, the most desired woman on the whole damn planet. The intimacy between us transcended the physical… it was all about the feel.
That made the sex mind-blowing.
That and his… very thick, very long, very girthy… distracting cock.
My sex clenched, at the reminder, and I squeezed my thighs together, feeling the pulsing need in the pit of my stomach.
“Well, at least you’re getting some,” Riley said, reaching for her popcorn again. She placed the bowl on her lap and shoved a fistful in her mouth. “My vagina is as dry as the Sahara Desert.”
“Maybe Colton can help with that.” I shot her a shit-eating grin, knowing full well it would grate on her nerves.
Riley was visibly outraged by my suggestion “Colton is going to keep that thing between his legs to himself.” Her nostrils flared, and she grunted in irritation. “If he brings his north pole anywhere near my south pole, he might have to say goodbye to his babymaker.”
“North pole?”
“Yeah, because it points up,” she explained, as if I was dumb.
I waggled my eyebrows at her. “I’d love to read a smutty scene of yours.”
Riley cleared her throat, straightened her shoulders and started in her best narrating voice, “As his north pole came close to my south pole, my center pooled with warm, creamy liquid. Our copulation was sweaty and hard. My rhythmic wails could be heard across the city as the wet friction of our sex grew louder. His bulbous rod jumped inside my sacred tunnel, as he found his release.”
I hollered. “Ew, no, stop!”
Riley winked, before bursting into laughter. “I think I cringed so hard my face is twitching.”
I nodded in agreement. That was absolutely awful. “Never mind. I don’t want to read your smutty scenes.”
She patted my knee, before turning back to the TV. “So, what are you going to do?”
“With Maddox?” I asked, although I already knew what she was asking. “I want to give us a chance. Maybe he’s right; maybe we could be good together.”
“Two souls don’t find each other by simple accident,” Riley murmured. “You two were meant to cross paths, Lila. As enemies, as friends… as lovers.”
“Since when are you a champion for Maddox?”
Her grey eyes snapped to mine, but they were smiling. “He makes you happy. I think that gives him plenty of bonus points.”
Maddox did make me happy. I curled my feet under me and settled back on the couch. “Thank you, I needed this talk.”
Riley offered me a handful of popcorn. “My pleasure, babe.”
She started episode nine of YOU, and we settled in, finishing up season one and starting season two right after.
Five hours later, although time had seemed to fly by, there was an insistent knocking on our door. Riley turned down the volume, and I walked over the door. I barely had it open before someone rammed into me.
Maddox–
My thought came to screeching halt at the raw expression on his face. Something akin to crazed desperation and…fear. His emotions wrapped around my chest and squeezed, until I couldn’t breathe.
His frantic gaze landed on mine, and they darkened almost dangerously. “You,” he accused, sounding out of breath. “You left.”
I swallowed the lump in my throat. “I came to see Riley.”
He prowled forward, his jaw hard and his expression tight. Maddox only had his boxer shorts on. He hadn’t even bothered to wear his clothes in his attempt to hunt me down.
“I wasn’t running away,” I whispered, pressing my palms over his chest.
His heart was racing, too fast, too hard, too wild. Oh, baby. I stood on my tiptoes, and my lips brushed against his, in my attempt to calm him down. “Take me back… home.”
Maddox let out a ragged breath, as if he could finally breathe again. His arm curled around my waist like a band of steel, and he practically dragged me back to his apartment next door.
His mouth moved with mine, and I kissed him. Taking control of the