Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82973 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82973 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
“How old was she?”
“A much older fourteen,” he mocked himself.
“Oh, seasoned, then?”
“Totally.” As they both laughed, he went on. “That night, when my pal fell asleep, I saw the light still on under his sister’s door, so I knocked. We played Monopoly for a while, but when I ran out of money to pay rent on her properties, she demanded I pay with a kiss.”
“And did it spark an unforgettable romance?” She repeated his line.
“No. I got carried away and came across the board to basically leg-hump her, so she got pissed and threw me out. Then she called me a stupid boy and never spoke to me again.”
“Aww, tragic.”
“Devastating,” he teased as he ate his final bite of the bananas Foster with a groan. “I can’t eat anymore.”
She dipped her spoon into the caramel sauce, then sucked it clean with a groan of pleasure that made him fidget. “I think that’s it for me, too. But it was so good.”
“You didn’t steer me wrong. I usually pass on dessert. Hell, I almost never eat carbs. But that…was worth it.”
Madison tipped back the wineglass and finished the last of the vino. “I love carbs, and even if this dress is too tight tomorrow, it was totally worth it.”
Matt didn’t know if the sparkle in her eyes or the wine or the lingering romance from the wedding made him bold, but now that dessert was over, he absolutely didn’t want to let her go. “Spend the night with me.”
She flushed sweetly. “Are you asking or demanding?”
He brushed his thumb across her palm, loving the way his touch made her breaths shaky. “Which would make you more likely to say yes?”
“Demanding.”
Not the answer he’d expected, but he could roll with it. “Then I’m not asking. Your place?”
She shook her head. “I live with my dad… Yours?”
He grimaced. “I knew I wasn’t staying in this apartment, so I never bought more than a sofa, which isn’t big enough for two.”
Slowly, Madison nodded, looking around. “Well, this is a bed-and-breakfast…”
And he had money to burn. Plus, he wouldn’t have to drive clear across town before he kissed her and started pulling off her clothes. “It definitely is. Let me go ask if they have a vacancy.”
“Great.”
He wandered through an open door and into what acted as the welcoming area for overnight guests. He rang the little bell on the checkout desk. Five minutes later, he had the key to a romantic suite with a private attached bath.
When he hustled back to the restaurant, he found Madison standing, purse in hand, thanking their server. “I got a room.”
“I settled the bill for dessert.”
“I would have done that.”
“My way was faster.”
So she was in a hurry to peel off their clothes and get into bed, too? “Smart woman.” He took her hand. “Follow me.”
He led her back through the lobby, then up a giant wooden staircase to the second floor. After a quick search, he found the door to their suite and opened it, ushering her in with a hand at the small of her exposed back.
Even at first glance, the place surpassed his expectations. A four-poster bed in a dark wood dominated the room. Delicate side tables with airy lamps, backed by gilt-framed mirrors on gray walls, added a softer feel, along with the pale blue and white bedding. Throw pillows, a potted palm, and a fresh bouquet of flowers gave the space refined touches.
“It’s beautiful,” she breathed.
“Glad you think so.” He shut the door behind them and locked it, then turned to find her wandering past a gray loveseat and a pedestal table filled with everything they’d need for coffee service, then into the bathroom.
She gasped. “Oh, my god.”
Matt rushed up behind her and took in the view. The white tile and soft blue accents gave the room old-fashioned romance vibes. He’d been damn lucky the room was even available.
“That steamer shower…” He could picture wrapping Madison’s long hair around his fist with one hand as he covered her back and sank his cock inside her while he worked her clit to a frenzy with the other.
Jesus, he hadn’t even kissed this girl yet, and he was already desperate and hungry for her.
“No. That tub…”
Despite the fact the huge clawfoot fixture was built for two, having sex inside it without splashing water all over the hardwoods would be complicated, but if that’s what she wanted…
He plucked off Stetson and tossed it aside before he eased up behind her, swept the hair off her neck, then lowered his lips to her velvety fair skin. He loved the way she shivered in his arms. “You want to start here, honey?”
She peeked over his shoulder, her eyes dark and her face breathless. “Anywhere. Just kiss me.”
The moment Matt laid his lips on the back of her neck, Madison shuddered. She’d never been so aroused that she struggled to breathe, but the instant he’d touched her, she trembled. Her head raced. Her thoughts swam. It wasn’t smart to give into her feelings this quickly. She’d been burned too many times, starting with her first during her senior year of high school, all the way to the most recent, Zy. After him, she’d sworn off men, reminding herself that sex didn’t give her the love or affection she craved. That she didn’t want to feel as if she’d been used, then trashed the day after anymore.