Once she’s holding on tight, I grip her hips and fuck her hard and fast. Her body is slick and wet against mine, every inch of our bodies covered in sweat as I make her quietly scream into my neck. Everything about this moment says that she’s mine. That may change once we leave, but I push that thought aside and capture her mouth with mine.
A few more thrusts and her pussy squeezes my dick again, my mouth catching her moans as she comes for me. I can’t hold back anymore, coming seconds later as I bite her bottom lip, before I growl out and kiss her neck.
“Holy fuck.” I breathe out, fighting to catch my breath, before I grip her hair and kiss her long and hard. “Sorry if I hurt you,” I whisper.
She shakes her head and kisses me, before wrapping her arms around my neck. “I’m fine,” she says breathless. “A little sore, but I’ll be fine.”
I smile and lay her back on the bed, before slowly pulling out, watching as my cum spills from her pussy. It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, and I have to fight back the urge to take her again. “Hang on.” I reach beside me for my T-shirt and clean her off, before cleaning myself.
The way she looks at me as I climb into bed beside her and pull her into me has me feeling a way I’ve never felt before. It scares the shit out of me, but I hold her anyway, wanting her as close to me as humanly possible.
I don’t know what the fuck we just did or what’s going to happen next, but I do know that I’ve never felt this way inside a woman before; not even with Alana.
“I wasn’t expecting that,” she whispers.
“Expecting what?”
“Us having sex. Or feeling the way I do. None of it.”
I smile, running a thumb over her cheek. “I didn’t either.”
“Did we make a mistake?” She sounds worried, and I hate that with everything in me.”
“I don’t think we should think too hard tonight.” I move in and kiss her, before pulling her closer onto my chest. “I just want to hold you tonight and not think about shit. Not my brother. Not you and him. Not how I feel about what he did. Nothing. Can we do that?”
She grabs my neck and pulls me in for a kiss. “Yeah, I think we can do that.”
Closing my eyes, I pull her tighter, secretly terrified of what will happen next. She may not want my brother tonight, and she may think she hates him now, but what about tomorrow when we go back to reality? Will it be like it never happened when we go back to our old lives?
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
NATALIE
I wake up to an empty bed, Madden nowhere in sight with his suitcase already packed. My heart sinks at the notion that he took his morning walk without me. After what happened between us last night, waking up with no idea of how he feels right now has me feeling queasy.
We both got lost in the heat of the moment, in the animosity we both felt toward his brother, and we ended up naked and sweaty and out of breath on top of each other. I have no idea what it means for us or our future or if it means anything at all, and I despise that feeling more than anything.
I move, and the slight pain between my legs reminds me just how deep Madden buried himself inside of me. My insides instantaneously ignite from the memory of how hot and passionate it was. I’ve never felt that way during sex before, not even with his brother, and I know without a doubt that Madden has ruined me for all other men.
After a few minutes pass, I climb out of bed and slip into some clothes, before heading out of the bedroom to see if Madden is somewhere inside. Once I realize that he isn’t, my chest fills with anxiety.
He did go on his walk without me.
Exhaling, I reach into the fridge for a bottle of water and head back to the bedroom to pack. I’m in the middle of shoving everything back into my suitcase when the bedroom door opens. My heart jumps, expecting it to be Madden, but when I turn around, it’s Jess.