Page 19 of Tomorrow's Never Promised

“Alright,” I repeat with a huge smile forming on my lips. I pull her closer to me, moving in for a kiss when she places a gentle hand on my chest—

“But I need more time.” My smile falters from the blow. I tilt my head and kiss her on the cheek instead.

“Time is all we have.” I pull her into a hug, and she willingly wraps her arms around me. Madison lays her head on my shoulder and lets out a huge sigh. I hold her there, stroking her hair for a few minutes, enjoying the stillness I rarely get.

“Killian?” She pulls back to look at me with eyes that burn with a fire I haven’t seen yet.

“You can kiss me now,” she smiles coyly.

And I do just that.

I’ve wanted to do this since I first laid eyes on her. So I kiss her with every built-up emotion I’ve held onto over the years.A failed engagement.Rivals.My Da on his deathbed. Her kiss reassures me that, together, we can make it through the darkness.

I pull her on top of my lap, letting her straddle me. She kisses me again, dipping her tongue in my mouth, and rubbing against my erection.The little vixen was worried I was going to move too fast. I grow harder beneath her and there is no chance she isn’t feeling it. My hands roam the exposed skin on her thighs then over the swell of her perfect arse. I lick my way up from the dip in her breasts to her neck. Her dress bunches at her thighs, giving me a great view of her black lace panties. She tilts her head back, granting me better access to latch on to her throat. My hands move to her waist and over her tits, giving them a gentle squeeze.

She lets out a throaty moan, and it’s my undoing. The animal inside me is clawing its way out. I lower the neckline of her dress to expose her black lace bra. Her pink nipples tease me through the delicate material. I pull one nipple taut through the lace, procuring another moan from her gorgeous lips. She is watching me now as I give her other nipple attention.

Madison is lucky I don’t rip this dress in half and take her on this couch like I’d like to.I amtryingto restrain myself. She was worried about having sex on the first date prior to the alcohol. I am trying my best to honor that and she isn’t making it easy.Nowoman has ever had this instant effect on me—including Selena.

I am about to feast some more on those gorgeous breasts when my phone rings in my pocket. I have to answer it too. “Saved by the bell, sweetheart,” I tell her as I pull her dress back up and retrieve my phone. She goes to get off my lap, but I grip her arse, firmly holding her in place.

The caller ID is private. Most likely one of my men on a burner phone.

“Hello?” I answer as I rub my thumb against her plump lips.

“It’s done, Kil.” Liam’s voice comes through the line.

Madison takes my thumb between her lips and sucks.Fuuuck. She is not making this easy at all.

I clear my throat. “That’s grand. You just made me averyhappy man,” I say into the phone as I look into the eyes of the beautiful queen in front of me. That elicits a smile from her.

“Plan on staying for another month to make sure that there is no immediate threat of retaliation. We’ll be in touch soon,sweetheart,” I laugh while hanging up. Madison raises her eyebrows in what seems to be confusion mixed with…is that jealousy?

“Sorry about that. Business as always,” I say, ready to pick up where we left off. She tries to get up again, but I pull her back down. “What just happened, Madison?” I ask, worried about her change in demeanor.

“‘Sweetheart’?” She repeats my conversation with Liam.

I throw my head back and laugh. “That was one of the brothers, love. He and I joke with each other like that. I’m sorry, you must have thought I was on the phone with another woman.” I pull her face to mine and give her a chaste kiss. “Know this.There arenoother women in my life–besides you, Madison Marrone.”

My phone buzzes with a weather alert. I tap open the notification and see that there is about to be a heavy band of snow moving into our area. The blizzard warning is in effect until tomorrow evening. “I hate to cut this short, but we need to get you home. The storm is about to get pretty bad.

We arrive backat my house after a treacherous drive home. The roads are a disaster. Snow is coming down heavily, and the visibility is horrendous. A good amount has already accumulated since our time at The Triskelion. Killian took extra caution, driving extremely slow. I’m sure he would not have been as careful if I wasn’t there. He parks by the front door and leaves the car running. Before I even have a chance to get out, he’s there opening my door for me. He scoops me up the way he did in the parking lot earlier and places me on the porch.True gentleman.

“Thank you for a lovely time. Tonight went so much better than I had hoped for.” Snowflakes start to dust his hair. “I’ll make sure you get inside safely, but then I need to head to my hotel. The roads are going to continue to get worse.”

“Killian, that is ridiculous. You’re not driving in this weather! The roads are already bad. Plus, I have all this food for Thanksgiving tomorrow and no one to share it with.” I look up at his gorgeous face, his nose is already red from the wind.

He looks back at the Cadillac idling and then back at me. Indecision marring his perfect features.

“You’re sure?” His features morph into that of hope.

“Positive. Who am I to deny you a warm place to stay andrideout the storm?”Ride.Thoughts of us back at the club resurface in my mind. Him licking up my neck. His thumb in my mouth, his strong hands gripping my ass.My lace thong is already soaking wet.

He raises a brow, clearly picking up on my double entendre. My cheeks flush at the realization that I will wake up next to this man tomorrow.Yes, I know that I was hesitant to sleep with him earlier. It’s as if the danger of the situation I find myself in is fueling my desire for him. I don’t want to be Mama Maddy tonight. I’ve been taking the safe route my whole life. I want to be Mad Maddy tonight and take this giant leap of faith. I don’t let him respond. I unlock the door with my school ID and leave it open for him.

Killian closes the door behind him and locks it, wiping his feet off on the mat. He places an overnight duffle bag next to the door and removes his jacket. I reach for it, draping it over my own on the kitchen chair. He bends down and gently removes each of my heels, leaving them by the door.

“Here’s the deal, love,” he starts, pulling me flush against his warm body. “I will stay tonight,butI’ll take the couch.” Disappointment floods my face. I step out of his hold, putting some space between us.

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