Page 33 of Long Hard Road

“Is that an invite to your bed?” I teased.

“No. Absolutely not.” She looked so horrified by the thought that I would’ve been offended if I hadn’t seen the desire burning in her eyes when she’d held my cock in her hand.

“Relax. I was kidding.” I started stripping off my clothes. “The sofa will be fine. I slept on much worse in the army.”

When Madison didn’t say anything or even move an inch, I worried that I had crossed yet another line. Then I looked up after shucking off my pants and realized that Madison hadn’t moved because she was frozen. Her eyes were transfixed on me.

“See something you like?” I goaded.

She shook her head but her eyes were wild with desire when she finally tore them away from my naked chest. “Good night,” she croaked.

“Good night.” I smiled as her eyes drifted back down my body. “I would wish you sweet dreams, but we both know your dreams tonight are going to be naughty.”

A small whimper escaped her lips before she whirled around and disappeared into her bedroom. My laugh was loud enough to be heard even through the thick wood door.

12

MADISON

Igrunted and punched my pillow for the hundredth time. It had been a long, tiring day. Bustling around at the bar for six hours had thoroughly worn me out. I should’ve been asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow, but instead I had been tossing and turning for two hours. The person responsible for my sleeplessness was right on the other side of the door, probably blissfully asleep.

“Damn you, Nate Sullivan,” I muttered into my pillow. I couldn’t stop picturing his chiseled-to-perfection body and wishing it was with me in my bed. I wanted to trace every one of those abs with my tongue.

I sat up with a sigh. There would be no sleep tonight. I desperately wanted a drink of water, but I’d have to walk past the sofa. Then again, Nate was probably dead to the world. If I was quiet, it wouldn’t be too hard to sneak past him.

The bedroom door opened smoothly and that was a first good step to making my stealthy move across the cabin. I avoided looking toward the sofa on my way to the kitchen. I could hear Nate’s quiet breathing as I filled a glass with tap water. It was nice and cold and I gulped it down in three quick swallows. It was refreshing, but it did nothing to quench my real thirst.

“Madison.”

I jumped at the husky whisper of my name. When I turned to the sofa, Nate still lay there with his eyes closed. I put down the glass and crept closer to him. “Nate?” I said in a barely audible voice.

“Madison.” This time I saw his lips move. He was talking in his sleep. “Oh, fuck. Fuck Madison.”

It turned out that Nate was the one having naughty dreams tonight. My initial shock turned into delight as I stared down at him. The moonlight through the window allowed me to get another good look at his gorgeous body. He was wearing only a pair of black boxer briefs that were low on his hips. My eyes locked onto the unmistakable bulge beneath them.

“Madison.”

My eyes flew to his face and I gasped at the sight of those gray pools of desire staring back at me.

“Everything alright?” His voice was still heavy with sleep.

“You were talking in your sleep,” I whispered.

“Did I say anything good?” His hand lifted and he brushed his fingers over the inside of my thigh.

“Yeah.” I decided to be honest. “You said my name. And then some things that hinted at why exactly you were saying my name.”

“Ah.” He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Sorry about that.”

“Don’t be.” I inched even closer to see if he would try to stop me. When he didn’t, I placed one knee on the sofa, next to his hip. Then I swung my other leg over his body and straddled him. “Is this okay?”

“Yeah, angel. This is okay.” He ran his hands up the sides of my thighs and over my hips. “I’m sorry about earlier, at the bar.”

“You mean when you took my hand and did this.” I slid a hand down those abs I’d just gotten done ogling all the way down to the bulge pressing against my core. It instantly grew harder in my hand.

His gray eyes turned to molten steel. “Fuck, Madison.”

His hands rocketed up my body. One slid along the back of my neck as he pulled me down while the other pushed back my hair. His mouth closed over mine in a frenzied heat. I didn’t even hesitate to open my mouth to his prodding tongue and I moaned as he slipped inside. Our tongues glided hungrily over each other, licking and stroking until a growl caught in Nate’s throat and had me sliding my hand back to his erection.

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