Thunder - Willow Summers Page 0,31

result ends up annoying you,” she murmured so no one would overhear.

He shook his head. “Let’s get a drink.”

He stood and pulled out her chair for her. Helplessly, she let him lead her away, ignoring James, who was indeed making his way over. Colton’s movements were coarse again, that angry crease in full force.

Eight

“Obscene,” an older woman muttered as Colton led Madison out of the reception hall. She gave Madison a dirty look.

He’d lost control and made a show out of her. He’d intended to give her a light, teasing kiss, a way to show James that Madison was taken. But after a moment, her passion had consumed him, sweeping him up and making him deepen the kiss until they were making out at a wedding reception, hot and heavy. If he’d waited any longer before pulling away, he would’ve pushed his hand up her inner thigh and slipped his fingers under her panty line.

“We can leave if you want,” Madison said uneasily.

He stopped next to the bar, too rigid by half. He was there to make her shine, but he’d messed up, and now all the girls at that reception were probably gossiping about Madison. It would turn into slut shaming. Colton had seen a lot of that in this gig. An awful lot. He’d gotten good at skirting the line. Until now.

“Listen, Madison, I’m sorry about that.” He shook his head and made eye contact with the bartender. The bartender held up a finger. I’ll be right there.

“I’m the one who fell on you.” She laughed, still sounding uncomfortable.

“No, I mean, I shouldn’t have gotten carried away. It won’t happen again.”

“It’s fine. I think I’ve made a big enough show at this point. We can just go if you want to.” She picked at the bar, her face pointed downward.

“I made you look bad,” he said, needing her to know it wasn’t her fault. If the jealous women sneered, or made rude comments, it would hurt her. He should’ve kept his cool.

She shrugged. “I don’t think you’re remembering things right. I jumped in your lap, Colton.”

“Because I was overbearing. It wasn’t your fault.”

She sighed and looked down at the bar again. “I feel like we’re going in circles. Bottom line: if you don’t want to kiss me, fine. If you do, fine. If I dive headfirst into your lap because I don’t realize you’re backing off…my bad. If you dive in my lap, be a dear and give me an orgasm while you’re down there.”

Laughter bubbled out of him. He shook with it, caught off guard by that last comment. Without thinking, he grabbed her and pulled her to him, claiming her lips. She moaned, opening her mouth to him and letting him take the lead. He deepened the kiss until her fingers dug into his chest and his cock throbbed.

He backed off slowly this time, lingering. Enjoying the moment. This wasn’t for show, and it certainly wasn’t because he was getting paid. This kiss was to feel her passion raging through him. To taste her again.

His hands slipped down farther, trailing over her round butt. He pulled her closer, his hard-on grinding against her body. For the first time in a long time, he wished she had bought the whole package. He wished she expected him to stay the night.

“I did it again,” he said against her lips, remorse overshadowed by his raging desire.

“Did what?” she whispered, running her hands over his shoulders and then entwining them around his neck.

“The girls here will probably make nasty comments about you being a whore.”

“Little do they know that you’re actually the whore. Boy will they be surprised.”

He chuckled. “Catty girls can be unpleasant. I’ve seen it before.”

“Trust me, I know. I have no idea why women are so hard on each other. But I’m not worried about them. They can go ahead and be jealous. I’m worried about asshole boys.”

He broke away from her with a smile, placed an order, and leaned against the bar. She sidled closer until they were touching.

“How long have you two been together?” an older woman asked as she came around them and stopped at the bar. Her husband stopped with her, smiling.

“A little over a year,” Madison said, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Young love,” the man said, chuckling.

“No ring?” The woman made a show of frowning at Colton. “You guys are obviously head over heels in love. What’s the point in waiting?”

“You better seal the deal before someone else gets