Dirty Sexy Alphas (Twenty Book Box Set) - Hannah Ford Page 0,358

my purse.

As soon as the door clicked shut, Madden took my arm and stormed over to the small dining table. “Take off your clothes,” he growled.

“You’re kidding me. After all that you expect me to just lie down and roll over?”

“What I expect,” he said through tight lips, “is for you to do what I tell you to. That was the agreement was it not?”

I really did not like him at this moment.

And yet another part of me wanted to be closer to him more than ever—to cross the enormous gulf that seemed to have opened between us these last few hours.

I reached up and unfastened the shoulder on my dress and let it fall to the floor. Tonight I had on a white lacy strapless bra and a matching thong.

“Everything.” His voice was hard and it matched his eyes. Something was missing. Last night he had been forceful and demanding, but he was there in every moment. This Madden was different. His thumb flicked over my nipple and I couldn’t stop the involuntary shudder of pleasure.

He still knew how to play my body.

With very little effort, his touch ignited the familiar ache inside me. He reached up and undid his tie, then unbuckled his belt. He moved until he stood behind me and I heard the swish of fabric. I had time to register that he held his tie in his hands before it covered my eyes. He wrapped it around my head and tied it off, not tight enough to hurt, but enough so that I could see nothing.

My pulse thundered in my chest. Even though I was mad at him, I could not deny that I wanted him too.

“Bend over.” His hand on my upper back guided me to the table. Glass felt cool under my cheek, on my overly sensitive nipples. “Hands behind your back.”

Once he had them secured with his belt, I heard his pants hit the floor.

“This is what you wanted?” He dragged a finger along my slit, spreading the wetness that was already gathering inside of me.

“This is what you expected from me?” He slid a finger into me and I moaned. I couldn’t move and was at his mercy. Pleasure swept through my body, but before it could center on just one spot, he withdrew.

I heard the crinkle of a condom wrapper, then he moved closer, his thighs against the back of my legs. He rubbed the head of his cock up and down just once before thrusting inside me. The table rocked and I groaned loudly. Almost at once, Madden started to thrust forcefully. His fingers dug into my hips, holding me, using my body as he wished.

Pressure started to build inside me. His hands left my hips and one rested on my lower back, pushing down. I felt him gather my hair around his other hand and he tugged until my neck was arched back.

The angle shifted and now he was pounding right on the spot inside my slick walls. I cried out and stars danced behind my eyelids. I needed to move but could not. It would be Madden who had to push me over the edge.

His movement became faster, harsher, and I could hear the low growl building inside his chest.

I pushed up onto my toes and arched as much as I physically could. It was all I needed. Pleasure exploded inside me and I cried out Madden’s name. He drove mercilessly into me until his own hoarse shout filled the room.

Almost immediately he pulled out and undid my hands. My fingers prickled as the blood rushed back into them. I used my hands to push up off the table and remove the blindfold. The bathroom door clicked shut and tears burned my eyes.

I wanted it to be like last night.

Last night felt special. Tonight...tonight had been sex. Nothing more. And that’s when it hit me. I went to the bed, crawled into it, and pulled the covers up to my chin. Suddenly, I was exhausted.

I still couldn’t understand how his entire attitude had changed so drastically when I’d asked him a simple question. Or maybe it hadn’t been about the question at all.

Maybe he’d just grown tired of me. The weekend, after all, was nearly over.

I heard the shower start and closed my eyes. He was shutting me out tonight.

I didn’t want our last few hours together to be filled with hostile silence. Somehow, I drifted off into a deep, dreamless sleep.

And if I dreamed that Madden